Missing You - 1D Fanfiction (Sequel To Bare)

Harry and Leah have moved to America, and the world seems to have forgotten about Harry and his fame. He's glad that they can live a normal life.... almost. Because when his best friend loses his sight.... they face a whole new set of problems.


1. Chapter One

Leah's POV

"Oh look, they got another award. Good for them!" Harry exclaims, sarcastically. I groan. "Harry, it's been a year since we moved away, and you are still obsessing over them. I still get texts from Lou every day asking how you are and you won't talk to him. Come on Harry, when are you just going to grow up?" I ask. I still miss the boys, and I know he does too, he just won't admit it. But, here we are, in the middle of nowhere in America. Nobody has ever been able to track us down, and they have forgotten about Harry anyhow. Living off the land is harder than I thought, too, us being a lifetime away from town. "Harry, go pick the tomatoes please." I say, turning off the television. He nods, and sulks out the door. I poor some food in the cat bowl, and then my phone beeps.

From Louis: HI! How is Harry?
From Leah: Lou, it's been a year. He doesn't want to talk to you.

From Louis: Please! I miss him so much :(

From Leah: I'll see what he says.

I open the door and call to Harry, and he just shakes his head at me.

From Leah: Sorry Lou.

From Louis: :'( You never even told me where you guys moved too! Are you married? One kid or two? Come on. You don't know how much I miss Harry. And you, too.

From Leah: Ya, just you it seems.

From Louis: I don't know. Zayn is still angry. Hasn't been right since.

From Leah: When are they getting Married?

From Louis: Zayn and Perrie got married a long time ago.

From Leah: We weren't invited?

From Louis: Um...... That's awkward.

From Leah: Bye.

I feel so bad for Louis, being the only one who contacts us or even forgave me for my mistakes. I miss him so much, just like he misses us. But if I brought him anywhere near Harry he would get a punch in the nose.

My stomach starts to cramp, and I run upstairs to the bathroom, being this time of the month, my expected time should start right about now. Except, it hasn't. My stomach is killing me, and I feel like I'm going to throw up.

Harry's POV

I walk in the house, wipe the sweat off my face and put the tomatoes on the counter. Our house really is gorgeous, living close to a bakery, one hundred acres, granite countertops and a beautiful tile floor in the kitchen. My day dreams are interrupted when I hear Leah spilling her guts upstairs. I dash up there, and sure enough, she is doubled over in pain on the floor. "Are you alright sweetie?" I ask, and she nods. "Ya, just a little sick is all. Female problems." She mutters, and I chuckle. I pick her up and out of the ensuite to our bedroom and I plop her down on the bed, tucking her in and handing her a glass of water. I kiss her forehead, and leave the room. "Harry," She calls, weakly, raspy. "Yes, darlin'?" I say, embracing the whole country-western thing. "My, my period didn't start today." She stutters. "So? It isn't always this day. Be patient." I chuckle. She shakes her head. "No, I mean, my period didn't start today. And I'm throwing up. Embrace your inner doctor, Mr.Styles," She says, sarcastically. It takes me a second to realize it, and then I smile. "You are pregnant Leah! Oh, you are pregnant! I'm going to town. I'll get you a few tests. I'm excited now! I should be back in about two hours." I exclaim, walking out of the room. I whistle down the hallway, and I can hear her laughing. My baby is pregnant! I can't even believe it!

Leah's POV

I hope I'm pregnant. I know Harry has always wanted a kid, and even though we aren't married, and I'm only twenty two, I'm happy for him, for us, I mean. I pull out my phone, and decide to tell Louis that I am probably pregnant. He deserves to know, he is one of my closest friends. "Hello?" I hear him say. "Hi Louis!" I exclaim, sitting up in bed. "Will Harry talk to me, now?" He asks. "No, I'm sorry. But...... guess what?!?!" I ask, getting a little too excited. "What?" "I'm pregnant!" I say, and he gasps. "Seriously?" He asks. I nod, although I know he doesn't have a clue. "Probably. Harry went to town to buy tests." I add. I can almost hear Louis smile. "Guys, Leah is pregnant!" He calls, and I don't hear much of an answer from the boys, but I do hear a slight growl, probably from Zayn. Beanie jumps up on the bed, but I push him off. He knows not to climb on furniture. I smile, and then we end the conversation, and I drift off to sleep. I'm scared though, to think I might be pregnant. What if something happens? Oh, I'm sure it won't. I'm going to have a baby, for Harry, and that is all that matters. I don't need a kid, I kinda want one, but it doesn't matter what I think. It's for Harry. For Harry. The baby will be for Harry.

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