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


22. Lies! Part Two

A/N- (At the beginning? What the hell?) I just wanted to make it clear that even though the chapter is called Lies! Part Two, this chapter is really intense, unlike the last chapter, which was all fun and games, literally. Okay, so back to the story~

Zayn heard a woman giggling from Harry's bedroom. Now that Brian was gone, Isabelle practically lived at the hotel with them. Deja even had her own bedroom. It was cute. She had hung up drawings of herself, Isabelle, Harry, Zayn, Niall, Louis, and Liam. She was working an a drawing of Morgan, who she seemed to be getting along with really well.

Perrie came up to him, looking tired. For some reason, she had told the rest of Little Mix to continue touring without her.

"Are you okay, love?" He asked. She nodded, and smiled.

"Zayn, I think that I'm pregnant."

"Really? That's awesome!"
'I know that!'
"Ha ha, of course you know that."

"I love you."
"I love you, too, Perrie."

Zayn leaned in to kiss her when Isabelle walked through the front door, holding Deja's hand. Zayn and Perrie looked at each other, and Zayn realized the truth.  He had thought that Isabelle was in there with Harry, but obviously she wasn't.

"Hey Iz! Did you get my text?" Perrie asked.

"No, I didn't."
"Well, that's weird! I wanted to know if you and Deja wanted to go shopping. Like, now?" She smiled.

"Sure, let me just go get Deja's bag."
"I'll get it, Mommy." The little girl grinned.


When they got back, Isabelle was confused. Perrie was pregnant, and Deja suddenly wanted pink hair. She went straight to her bedroom, even more confused when Perrie tried to stop her. But the second she opened the door, she understood why. Harry was there, shirtless, making out with some blonde.

"What the fuck, Harry?" Isabelle gasped, with Perrie right behind her.

A/N- Duh duh Duh! Why would Harry be cheating? Thank you so much for reading, and like, favorite, and comment!

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