Teenage Criminals

'If I told you would you take it the wrong way?'
His hot breath hit the side of my face making me flush.
'I will take it anyway you want.'
I whisper slowly into his ears. Closing my eyes. I fell him wrapped his arms around me tight.
*******
This was a mistake. He was a mistake. I should've let him close to me. I was only ever going to corrupt him.
See I am not like all the other girls. I am dangerous. I don't take shit from anyone.
I am a trained fighter. I am the "Bad-Girl" in school. But I don't see it that way.
I see it as I am one of the few girls who can stand up for herself. Who never makes mistakes.
But I did make a mistake and that is falling in love with a good boy named Harry Styles

(Non-famous One Direction fanfic)

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26. Chapter Twenty Five

     I smirked as I watched Harry put away my clothes. I told him I would do it but he refused. Say I need my rest. That is basically all he does  He keeps saying  that I need to relax. That I was stressing out the baby. Which almost always earned him a slap on the shoulder or chest. Or both. I just don't like the feeling of sitting on my arse while Harry does everything. I know he is just looking out for me and the baby but it was getting a little annoying. I would understand if I was 6 or 7 months but I am only 4 and a half months along. I could still see my toes. Given the baby bump was barely there. We have an appointment with Dr.Callaway in two weeks and hopefully we can see the sex of the baby. 

"Are you almost done? I am tired." I yawned my eyes slowly fluttering close.

"Yeah, I will be there in a minute let me just get the lights." I heard him get up from where he was sitting on the ground.

"Mhm," Was all I could say or do because it was getting harder to stay awake. I didn't realize how tired I was until now. 

"I love you."" Was the last word I heard before I drifted into  sleep.

 

**

 

    I was woken up by a wet feeling in between my legs. I started to shake Harry. Tears started to fall scared about what was happening to me.  

"Harry, get up. Somethings wrong with the baby." I choked out in between tears. Once Harry heard this he shot up. He quickly got out of bed and turned on  the light. I looked down and saw a clearish red fluid staining the sheets. My breathing hitched.

"Aria, come on we have to go to the emergency room." Harry said rushing the words out of his mouth. Pulling me out of bed.  Harry picked me up and rushed up  the stairs. Grabbing the car keys on the way. 

"Harry," I cried as pain shot through my abdomen.  "It hurts." '

"I know, I am sorry. We will get the soon." He cooed as he reach the top of the stairs.  He ran through the living room, quickly unlocking the front door and slamming the door behind  He rushed to the car setting my in the passenger seat. 

"Ahhh," I cried out as the pain grew more intense. "Ha-Harrah, it hurts." 

"We will be there soon." Harry said when he got into the car. He speeded off toward the E.R. He must have been going at least three time the speed limit because we were soon pulled over  by a cop.  I cried out as police officer know on the driver side window. 

"Sir, is everything alright because you were going pretty fast?" The cop asked as I try to suppress  my cries of pain.

"No, sir. You see my pregnant girlfriend is having really bad pain and there was blood on the bed sheets when she woke up. I am really nervous because she is only fourteen weeks along. So I am trying to get her to the E.R. as fast as I can." Harry said in his most polite and worrisome voice.   

"I understand. Do you want  police escort we will get there faster. And I will radio ahead so they will know we are coming. " He offered kindly. I groaned in pain. 

"Yes please. " Harry said relieved. The officer smiled and walked back to his car speeding ahead. Harry followed quickly behind. When we reached the E.R. entrance there was already doctors and nurses standing outside with a gurney. When Harry parked the car they helped me out of the car and onto the gurney. Harry  was by my side holding my hand 

"Sir you can't go farther than this. You have to go to the waiting room." One of the nurse's says.

"No, she is my girlfriend. She is pregnant with my child. I am not leaving her." Harry said sternly not letting go of my hand. 

"Sir, I am going to say this one more time. You can not be back here. Go to the waiting room now and I will get you when you can see her. Or I can call security." She threatened.  Harry looked at me with apologetic eyes. 

"I am sorry, Ari. I love you. " He said letting go off my hand. 

 

*****

 

      I woke up in a strange room.  Soon all of the memories from last night poured into my head. Making tears start to build up. I looked down and didn't see a baby bump. The tears were now falling freely from my eyes. My arm ached from where they put the i.v. in. I heard constant beeping coming from the heart monitor.  Everything seem so surreal. So fake.  A dream almost. 

"Harry. Harry." I called out for him. Soon a nurse came in. 

"Mrs. you need to be quite." 

"I want Harry. Where is Harry?" I asked choking a little as the tears continued to fall.

"I will be right back." She excused herself leaving me there alone. After a few moments Harry ran through the doors .  He looked horrible. His eyes were red and puffy.  His curls we scatter and messy like it is when he runs his hand through his hair when he is nervous .  He runs up to me hugging me tightly.  Making me gasp. He quickly pulled away. 

"Oh, Arian I am so sorry. I am just so worried. I am so happy that you are alright. The doctors wouldn't tell me what was wrong with you or our baby."  He started rambling but stopped when he said baby. The tears started to fall faster. My bottom lip trembling. He looked down and saw my bumpless belly. I gasped silently. "Oh Aria." 

"Hello, I am Dr. Austen."The doctor said walking into the room. I looked up at her hoping she had some good news. "I am sorry to have to tell you this but you had a miscarriage." 

      Harry and I both broke out  crying hysterical. Her words were burned into my brain. On a never ending replay. I cried until I started to have trouble breathing.  The doctor placed a breathing mask on me to help me breath. 

"I don't understand. What happened? " Harry sobbed. 

"You had an inevitable miscarriage or as some people call it a  spontaneous miscarriage. You had increased bleeding, your cervix opened. In your case there was no chance the baby would have ever made it to full term." Harry and I both nodded. "Due to the severity of the miscarriage and how far along you were. There is a very likely chance you can never have a child through pregnancy.  And if you do get pregnant a miscarriage in inevitable. And the next time it happens it will put your life at risk. I am so sorry. Mrs. Grey."  

      I stared at her. The women practically  just said that I can never get pregnant again or I will die. That I can never carry my own kid.  I didn't cry. Surprisingly I was numb. My whole body was numb.

"When can I get out of here?" I asked in a blank tone.

"Like I said before your case was really serve I would like to keep you here for the next three days. To watch for infections, bleeding and any other complications that can occur." She replied. 

"Okay." I mumbled. "Can you please leave us alone now doctor?"

"Yes, again I am so sorry."  She said as she left. I could tell she felt guilt. She just told an 18 year old that she would never be able to have kids naturally. 

"Harry, go home get some rest. I am tired and I need to sleep and I can't if I am worried about you. Please don't argue with me. And can you please tell everyone.  And get rid of anything baby." I told him.

"Okay, bub. I love you. Good night." He said  pecking my lips.

"Good night, Harry." I responded. He was taken back a little when I didn't say I love you back but right now I couldn't bring myself to say it. He left after he realized I wasn't going to say anything else.  

        Once the door closed leaving me alone in the hospital room.  I took a deep breath. I didn't feel like myself anymore. I felt torn, shattered, broken, and worst of all alone. I knew that Harry was here for me but I couldn't look at his sad emerald eyes. I couldn't be around him not now. Not ever. He was just a reminder of the baby I lost. The baby I will never have. I stared ahead. My eyes  glazed over. My mind was blank.  My heart was empty. I was broken

 

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