Stormy Nights - 1D Fanfiction (Sequel To Missing You)

When Leah is eight months pregnant, Harry is finally able to get a plane ticket to go see his blind best friend. Leah allows him to go, but what happens when the weather holds Harry up, and he is stuck at Louis' home? What will Leah do when she goes into labour? How will Harry get to her? Where will Leah go, if she can't drive herself to the hospital? What happens when Zayn has a double? Who will end up with who, and who will end up where?


4. Chapter Four

Harry's POV

My flight leaves tomorrow. Leah's due date is in a week and a half, I'm not worried. But, needless to say, Leah is.

I struggle to get my bags outside. Not because they are heavy.

Because I'm having trouble walking out that front door and leaving Leah to weep in the corner.

"Leah, sweetie, you are going to be fine," I assure her, resting my hand on her shoulder. "I know, I know," she whispers, wiping tears from her eyes. "Then what is the matter?" I ask her, squatting beside her. "I'm just scared is all." She whimpers, turning away from me. "Scared about what?" I bother her, I can tell. "Just go, Harry. Go." She pushes me away. I can tell she is feeling one thing but saying another. She doesn't want me to go. Does she?

Leah's POV

Harry walks out the door and shuts it behind him. Inside, I scream, "Come back! Harry don't go," I scream over and over inside my head. But something tells me even if I said it out loud,

He wouldn't have came back.

Maybe he just doesn't love me anymore. He doesn't, I'm sure. We have a family. A FAMILY NOW. I'm in a family with somebody who doesn't love me.

He's just screwing with my heart.

No, No he wouldn't. He loves me, I know it.

But why would he leave? To go see his friend. Instead of his child.

Another tear falls from my eye, and I check the clock, its 11 pm. The wind picks up outside, snow starts to fall as if somebody was dumping it on us. Not drafting. Straight down.

I worry for Harry, what will happen? What about his plane? Will it still fly?

A horrible voice in my mind wants the storm to get worse. I want it to get so bad he can't go and he can come back home and be with me. Not Louis.


But I shake the feeling off. Louis is my friend, his friend, a sweet, caring, blind boy who needs Harry by his side. I need him to, though. I need Harry.

And I really wish I didn't send him away.

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