A lot can happen in 9 months

I sat on the edge of the bathtub. My mind constantly thinking, not giving me a moment of serenity. 5 minutes had gone by, it was time. This is it. This is the time where my life either changes or I get a chance to better myself.

I got up off of the bathtub and walked to the counter. I picked it up and read it aloud.

“Pregnant, 2-3 weeks”

My heart sank.

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29. Thats my cue.

 

It's been 3 weeks since Craig attacked me. I finally get to leave today. Before I go I'm holding a press conference, mostly for Harry's sake. 

People have been saying he is the one who hit me. It's unfair for people to be blaming him.

Harry:
Babe, you ready?

Harry walked into my room. I was just finishing packing my bag.

Harry:
Lou said she would do your make-up for you if you wanted.

He walked behind me and wrapped his arms around me belly. I'm 6 months pregnant and getting bigger everyday.

"Tell her thank you but I'm ok. I want people to see the bruises."

Harry:
Ok babe. Let's get going.

He grabbed my bags and my hand and walked into the hallway. I said goodbye to the nurses and fellow patients, they have been like a family to me these past 3 weeks.

We got outside and was met by at least 200 people. News people, paparazzi and fans all standing in front of a podium Simon set up in the parking lot of the hospital.

Liam came up beside me.

Liam:
I'm so proud of you Zoe. We are all here for you. You can do this. 

I hugged him and all of the boys. Danielle and Eleanor got hugs too, along with Simon and Paul.

It was time.

I walked up to the podium, I was followed by Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall, Zayn, Danielle, Eleanor, Simon and Paul. They are my family. The only people I need in my life.

I began to speak. 

"Thank you for coming today. I asked you here to tell you about what happened to me only a month ago. 

I was attacked by someone in my own home. I would first like to say that person was not my boyfriend Harry Styles. Harry is the one who found me, if he didn't come and find me I would be dead right now along with our baby. So please stop accusing him.

The person who did do this was my ex, we had been together for 2 years and he abused me the whole time. I finally got out and moved to London to start a new life. He found out that I was pregnant and came to find me. The rest is history. I will not hide behind make-up anymore. This time it wasn't just my life in danger, it was my unborn child life in danger as well.

Are there any questions?"

I heard a familiar voice call out.

"What are you doing to recover from this tragedy?"

The voice was the voice of my mum. 

"Well firstly I am forgiving all of the people that have done me wrong. Including my family back home. You can't move on if you keep looking behind you. I have to let go of all of my hate and focus my energy on getting better.

Secondly I am going to a facility for abused women. It's a month program. It will be hard to be away from Harry and the boys but I have to go for myself. I encourage any woman who has been in or is in an abusive relationship to join me. You are not alone.

I will take one more question and then I have to catch my flight."

A reporter for my favorite news channels voice seemed to be louder than the others. "How is your baby doing?"

"Thanks for asking but Harry hates being called baby"

Everyone broke out into laughter.

"But to really answer your question she is great. I'm 6 months pregnant and getting bigger everyday. 

Thank you for coming. I will keep in touch"

I walked off of the podium with Harry's hand in mine. We all got into a van that was going to drive me to the airport.

We got to the airport and everyone said there good-byes and stayed in the van. Harry came into the airport.

We got to the gate where I would be leaving shortly.

Harry pulled me close.

Harry:
I'm gonna miss you babe.

"I miss you already"

He bent down so he was looking at my belly.

Harry:
I love you little baby and I will miss you too. Take good care of your mum. No kicking her ribs ok? I'll see you in a month.

He kissed my belly and rubbed it. I laughed because he made me feel like Buddha. He got back to regular level.

"I love you so much babe and so does our little girl."

A voice came over the intercom. "Flight 232 to Los Angeles now boarding at gate 32. Flight 232 to Los Angeles now boarding."

"That's my cue!"

Harry grabbed my chin with his hand and kissed me. It was a passionate kiss, we didn't want to unlock our lips but we had to. Harry wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight, I could tell he didn't want me to leave. It felt like he would never see me again.

"I gotta go babe"

He kissed me one more time, went in for a final hug and whispered in my ear. "I love you."

"I love you too Harry."

I walked over to the woman waiting at the gate and handed her my passport. I looked back at Harry who was standing there looking so sad. 

I got my passport back and started to walk down the hallway toasted the airplane. I looked back one more time and blew him a kiss.

He waited until the plane took off.

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