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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30. Return of the Asshat

"Brian!" Harry said, as Isabelle whimpered, and moved behind him. Brian had hurt her so badly, and Harry wanted him dead. "I thought that you were in jail!"

"I escaped. Now, move your fucking ass, and let me take my fiance back. Oh, and I want my daughter, too." Brian laughed maliciously.

"Deja is mine!" Harry hissed, and he heard Izzy dialing 9-1-1 behind him.

"Hello? My ex-fiance was arrested about five months ago. He broke out. His name is Brian Smith." She whispered.

"Oh, don't even try it, bitch. You and I'll be gone before they get here." And with that, he punched Harry unconscious.

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Harry woke up, and Izzy was gone, along with Brian. But he wasn't alone. There were police everywhere.

"Brian Smith?" A pale cop asked.

"No, I'm Harry Styles." Harry sighed, and pulled out an I.D. The officer nodded, and helped Harry up. He was then questioned.

Police: What happened?

Harry: I brought my girlfriend here for a moonlight picnic, and her abusive ex attacked us.

Police: That was Brian Smith, correct?
Harry: Yes, that was Brian. He must've escaped, because he was arrested five months ago.

Police: Who is your girlfriend, and where did she go?
Harry: Her name is Isabelle Curran, and I don't know where she went. I'm assuming that Brian took her.

Police: Where would he take her?
Harry: I'm not sure.

Police: You came here in a limo. Did you have intentions for this night?
Harry: Yeah, I was going to propose.

Police: How long have you been dating?

Harry: How will that help find Izzy?
Police: Just answer the question.

Harry: Right after Brian got arrested. I've known her longer than that, though. We have a daughter together.

Police: How old is your daughter?

Harry: Almost six.  Her birthday is in two days.

Police: You should call your daughter.

Harry: Yeah, but I don't want to worry her. I just want my Izzy back.

Harry sighed, with tears trickling down his face.

A/N- Hey sorry it took so long to update! I've been REALLY busy. Thank you so much for your support, and please keep commenting baby names! :) Like, favourite, and comment! :)

 

 

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