Regretting You

I love you, Harry Styles. That's why I'm leaving. No matter how much I love you, I want you to know that. That isn't the only reason that I'm leaving. I'm pregnant. I couldn't ruin your career by staying, by letting a family tear up the band. I will never forget you, Harry, but you need to forget me. I'm gone. Don't try to find me. I love you.

Isabelle Curran

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26. Forgive Me

"He is going to be okay. I know that you planned to go on tour once you were done recording a song in the area, but you'll have to delay, unless you want to go without Zayn." The doctor announced, making Zayn groan.

"We'll wait." Liam stepped in. Harry was watching Isabelle, and Niall and Louis were listening intently to the doctor. Harry zoned out as the doctor babbled on about medications and that sort of stuff, and then he left.

"Iz, can I talk to you?" Harry whimpered.

"No." Isabelle hissed with tears in her eyes. Harry then saw how badly he had hurt her. He had literally crushed her heart. He grabbed her wrist, which made her protest, and Niall cut Harry off.

"No, Harry. Leave the girl alone." Niall protested.

"You know what? I'll go, but don't try anything. I'll hear you out, but I can't promise you anything." Isabelle smiled, though it looked forced, since she had tears in her eyes. He opened the door for her, and Isabelle stepped out.

"You know, there is nothing you can say that'll make me forgive you, Styles." She hissed at him.

"Why did you come back, then?"
"For Zayn, you dumbass!" She said, slapping Harry's face.

"Look, I know what I did was wrong. I have felt so bad about it since it happened. I don't even know why I-"

"You did it because I wouldn't have sex with you."

"Okay, maybe I did, but I'm so sorry."

"Shut up!"

"You know, if you hadn't fallen back in love with me, you would be married to Brian right now."

"Well, you and Brian are both fucked up losers who use girls. It isn't like I'm better off with you."

That really hurt Harry, but he knew what he had done was worse.

"I fucked up. Just, please, Iz, forgive me." He leaned towards her.

"No."

He leaned in closer, their lips only inches apart. "Forgive me." He murmured. And with that, he brought his mouth down on Isabelle's, and she kissed him back. Unfortunately for them, there were paparazzi swarming the place, trying to get an interview with the band. A few of them managed to snap a picture of Harry and Isabelle kissing, and by the next day, those pictures were in magazines, online, and everywhere else that a picture could  be.

A/N- So yeah. Sorry for the short chapter, and I promise I'll get more up soon! :) Like, favorite, and comment, and don't forget about our contest (See chapter 23 for details)

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