I Wish

Kirsty Evans is your regular 16 year old girl - she loves music, especially the boyband One Direction. In fact, her dream is just to meet them for one day.
She has just finished her GCSEs and is now recording her own homemade CD of her singing songs she has written. She hides her talent from everyone - even her dad who is a manager for some of the biggest musicians in the music industry.
One day, when she is least expecting it, she walks into her house after a day out in town with her friend to find the biggest surprise ever sitting on her sofa.


23. 'Abort the baby...'

Jordan's POV

Harry leads the way to his room, me trailing behind. I never liked that Kirsty bitch so I just thought I would play with her mind a bit. I close the door behind me and go to sit on Harry's bed. 

'So baby, are you willing to be an excellent dad?' I say excitedly.

The mumbled something in reply - I couldn't make out what it was that he said. 

'Pardon me?' I asked.

'Abort that fucking baby,' Harry growled at me.

'No, it's my baby,' I snap back at him.

'Do it or so help me I am calling security for harassment - and who will they believe, do you think?' 

'I have a proposal for you: I will abort this baby if you tell Kirsty that you never loved her and that I am the one you want. Or I keep the baby and I expect you to be a proper father,' I smirked. 'Either way your relationship is screwed. It was when you hopped into bed with me.'

'No way am I letting you keep that baby and I will not break her heart because you want me all to yourself. Just get out of my sight you dirty bitch,' he whispered in a deadly tone.

'Okay, but I mean it. Choose one of those options or never see Kirsty again,' I stood up and left the room, leaving Harry to think about what I said.

Once I got outside I dialled my love's number.

'Hello,' he said groggily. I could tell that I had just woken him up.

'Hey Dylan! I've just found out that Kirsty is living in that hotel with the boys. Now you can get rid of her and we can be together forever,' I say.

'Hold it right there - who said the I was going to kill Kirsty to be with you? And what did you tell them?' He started to get frustrated with me.

'I told her that I was pregnant with Harry's baby and they have, more than likely, split up,' I sigh and look down at my feet. 'Can you come and pick me up?'

'Great work, Jordan! Now she's all mine,' he said greedily.

'Can you come and pick me up?' I repeated.

'Yeah sure. Where are you?' 

I told him the address of the hotel and hung up. I guess he was just using me to get in between Harry and Kirsty.


Harry's POV

I cried myself to sleep and I dreamed about me loosing Kirsty. I love that girl with all my heart and I don't know why that Jordan girl came here just to ruin that. I woke up from the thought of her going and tried to choose between what option to take.

'Abort the baby and tell Kirsty that I never loved her or keep the baby and be a proper Dad,' I kept on muttering while Jordan's words swirled around in my head: 'Either way your relationship is screwed.'

Right, that's it. I am going to tell her that I never loved her and not be a dad. Later on, I will tell her that I had to choose between that or being a dad to a child that I never wanted in the first place. I hope she understands that if I didn't choose any of those options, she will disappear out of my life forever and possibly will get hurt.

I hope this is serious and that Jordan isn't playing with my mind, making me leave Kirsty to be with her. I will never be with her, that blackmailing bitch.


Kirsty's POV

I woke up at six in the morning and went straight into the bathroom. Preparing to go in the shower, I undressed myself and looked in the wall mirror. I hadn't eaten anything for days so my bones were starting to show, I looked as if I was wearing away. I don't care, I feel fat and I'm going to loose all of this excess fat, I thought to myself even though I didn't have any fat on my body. 

I stepped in the shower and started to wash my hair. After I had done washed and everything, I grabbed my razor and shaved my legs. I placed it on the side and stepped out, wrapped a towel around my hair and one around my shivering, naked body. Then I glanced back at my razor, picked it up and placed it on my arm.

My head was telling me two different things: 'Go on, do it! Let the pain out.' and 'Don't do it, remember what happened last time?'

I listened to my bad side and dragged it up my arm and felt nothing until I saw three deep cuts on my arm. I didn't cry out, I just watched it bleed, before opening the cabinet and getting out a bandage. I dressed the cuts and then cautiously walked out of the bathroom, trying to make my arm unnoticeable. 

Unfortunately, Liam was up, waiting for me to come out of the room. He glanced at my arm and then back up to my face.

'You didn't...' he drifted off.

'Yeah,' I started to cry.

'Kirsty, stop doing this to yourself, you're causing yourself unnecessary pain. And look at your body, I could break you with one touch,' he exclaimed a bit too loud, Niall woke up.

'What is up with all the shouting guys! I've had enough of this, stop already!' He said and stood next to Liam. 'What's the problem now?'

'Well, she cut - again and she's starving herself,' Liam sighed and came over to hug me. I let out a little yelp and he let go.

'Kirsty, why are you doing this to yourself? Is it because of Harry?' Niall asked.

'No way would I put myself through any of this crap because of him!' I shouted, not letting on that it wasn't true.

'You're harming yourself and I wont stand for it. I am going to supervise you twenty-four seven - whether you like it or not,' he said and gave me a hug.

Great, now I'm going to be watched, every move I make will be judged - by one of my best friends.

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