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STELLA'S POV
I don't know why I keep running around. Where do I go? I don't have anyone right now. Aleah's birthday is tomorrow and I haven't even gone shopping for her yet...
Maybe my mom was right. I am ruining my life. No matter how many times I say Ill change it, I don't. It's like a train. I'm constantly going down the same path. Never turning.
I pull up to my house and go I'm as quietly as I can so that way my mom can't yell at me anymore.
When I walk in Joseph sees me and smiles.
"Hey Stella!" He says pulling me in for a warm hug. Something I miss.
"Your too loud." I whisper.
"Stella?" My mom says walking to the dining room putting in earrings.
I never understood why she dresses older than she is. But I don't care right now, she hurts my feelings. Most importantly, me.
"Oops." Joseph whispers and laughs.
"Why are you here?" I ask him.
"He's going with me to look for decorations, or anything for Aleah's party." She says very calmly.
"Okay." I say standing there beside Joseph's right side.
"Yeah. We'll see you later pumpkin." Joseph smiles.
I sort of smile at his comment.
"Okay." Is all I say.
My mom walks past me the same way I did when I left.
They close the door and I just stand there wondering what I should so next.
I check my phone and I don't have any calls or texts from anyone.
Maybe I should just stay here by myself.
Maybe I should go shopping or something. I don't know.
It wouldn't hurt to find new clothes anyway.
I shake my head to myself and just relax. I can't seem to shake all the thoughts away... Especially Brad.
Could I be falling for him? Or could it just be me missing Harry and trying to just find someone because I can't be alone.
I pretty much just lay down until my eyes feel heavy.
Hours later I hear the door open and footsteps trailing to my closed door.
"Well looks like those sheep got the best of you." Joseph smiles.
"Oh! Hey." I say startled. I was kind of expecting my mom to say Brad was here.
"I didn't mean to barge but your mother is in the car waiting for you."
"Alright, thanks." I say rubbing my eyes lightly.
He closes my door and I shout to get his attention.
"Wait!"
He replies with a soft "Yes."
"Did you two already get decor for Aleah?"
"Yes." He smiles.
I nod.
Since I'm already dressed I run my hair with a brush, touch up my lipgloss, and crutch myself to her car.
As I'm approaching her vehicle she rolls down the window to save me and my leg from the cold.
"Get in." She orders.
I jump in ignoring the fact she rolled down the window for no reason.
I sit there quietly waiting for her to tell me why I need to be in here.
"I love you Stella." She says rubbing her warm hand on my shoulder.
"I love you too Mom."
I say scared a little bit.
"I just wanted you to know that."
I pause.
"Is that all?" I sarcastically mouth back.
"In gonna take you for some brunch I guess." She says switching gears into reverse.
I nod. "You mean dinner pretty much?"
"Sure."
We drive out of the driveway and into the street past the cold air and snow flakes.
"Did you two get decorations for home or another place?" She says.
"Well even though Aleah said she didn't want a big party and it just to be small, we decided to throw her a party anyway." She smiles, then giggles.
"Oh."
"Yeah, and we thought it would be cute to have a baby shower combined." She smiles.
"I don't know about that." I shrug remembering that could've been me. I was only about 1 or 2 months along.
"Look, honey. I know how hard it is, but we have to celebrate with her. She didn't plan her pregnancy either I'm sure she feels out of place. I just can't imagine how Zayn feels." She says with her warming hand on mine.
"Yeah but they had already got married." I say.
"Sure, but she could've been pregnant before that."
I shrug.
"I just didn't think they wanted kids so soon before their own time." She replies to my silence.
"Yeah I guess."
We arrive to what looks to me like the Bakery.
"Mom I-"
"I want pastry!" She cuts me off.
"Okay."
We climb out of the cold vehicle and I crutch my way to the open door held by my mom.
I look around me to find Brad but he's not there.
"C'mon." She spits heading toward a booth.
We sit down and I wait anxiously for him to pop up.
I feel really guilty for just running off like that. Maybe even for leading him on.
"Hello!" A young woman smiles.
"I'll take a cappuccino and a breakfast croissant sandwich." My mom orders.
"Same please." I agree.
"Coming right up." She smiles and leaves.
"Why are you acting so nervous I can feel it." She laughs.
"No reason." I lie.
"He's not here." She points out.
I stay islet because I already figured it out.
My phone rings and I pull it out of my pocket.
It's Harry.
"I'm gonna take this outside." I nod and slide myself and my broken leg out if the booth.
As I'm walking out the door I answer his call.
"Hello?"
"Hey Stella."
His scratchy voice sends chills down my spine.
"Hi Harry. What's up?"
"Nothing I just wanted to talk to you." He most likely lies.
"About?"
"Stella I miss you. I want to come home." He mutters.
Come home?
"You just got there." I remind him.
"I know." He says.
"It's unfamiliar here and I don't like being away from you."
"Harry stop. We already said were not together." I harshly add.
I tuck my right hand in my sweater.
Harry stays silent and I do to until I look and find Brad eavesdropping.
"Stella I know but-" he begins to say.
I put the phone down and respond to Brad.
"What?" I say.
"Oh nothing." He smirks shaking his dirty blonde quiff.
"Look Brad." I start to say when he cuts me off.
"I'm not working today if that's why you were here." He laughs exposing his white teeth. I can still taste his mouth.
I can't help but smile back.
He walks over to me and presses end on the phone.
I didn't stop him.
"Let me take you to my place." He offers.
I almost forget about my mom still in the bakery.
"I can't, my moms here."
"I'll go talk to her." He assures.
He obviously knows my mom likes him.
Why wouldn't she? He's smart, charming, rich, and his parents are even the same.
I follow him and let him try and convince my mom.
"Brad!" She smiles and immediately stands up.
"Hello Ms. Chap"
He says. He gave her a nickname?
I stand there brushed by the cold wind as people pass in and out.
"What brings you here?" She laughs.
"I wanted it know if I could take Stella out, if that's alright." He smiles biting his lip.
I might've even fell for that.
"Of course! I'll just call Joseph." She insists.
Brad grabs my hand and nods while giving my mom a warm hug.
I can't let go, I should, but I can't.
My hand locks with his and he leads me to his car while I walk slowly to accompany my leg.
As I'm settling in the car he smiles, warms up my face with his hand, and starts the car.
"Why have you become awfully quiet?" He adds.
"I don't know what I'm doing." I nervously smile.
"Oh I see. You don't know what your doing, with me."
"No it's not that Brad." I say.
"Harry is it? Do you love him?" He asks bluntly.
I shiver at him saying Harry. I don't know about Harry to be honest.
"I don't know Brad. To me, it's not love what we had. It's the result of an unplanned miscarriage." I remind myself. I don't even think he knows.
"What?" He says.
"I never told you." I question myself with a comment to him.
"Your having a baby with Harry?" He says with disgust.
"Was." I say shedding a tear. I hadn't let it go just yet, but I've been better. Until now.
"You had a misscarriage?" He spits.
I nod and look out the window to see a beautiful two story home. It's really detailed and the paint looks so fresh.
"Stella I'm sorry." He says turning into the driveway and inputting a code.
I ignore his apology. I still can't believe I haven't told me. He met me at the wedding. I had the miscarriage before the wedding. I get it now.
We park in the drive way and I unbuckle my seat belt.
He pulls himself out of the car and opens my door softly.
"Um my parents aren't here but I wanted to talk." He offers.
I nod.
We go into his living room which I covered in frames. The pictures are of beautiful scenery.
"Hey, sit I'll be back with drinks. No alcohol I promise." He smiles a little.
I sit there silently.
HARRYS POV
While I walked with Mason for the tour of the school, I'm still upset with Stella. We finally left and he's driving us back to the dorm.
I heard someone. I heard Brad.
And you know what? She didn't have the nerve to at least tell me anything.
She hung up on me that's why.
I honestly think that I should leave. Maybe it's what's best for both of us. Maybe I should wait until I finish this year. I don't know yet.
"Hello you there?" Andrea smiles.
I was daydreaming in the car.
"What? Oh yeah." I say.
"Wanna come over?" She smiles.
"Where? I just got home..." I mutter.
"My place. You can even stay the night." She smiles.
I think to myself I didn't even want to come to school. I did it for Stella. My mom. Other people. Not me. So now I figure might as well enjoy my time here and then go back to New York.
Besides. If Stella wants to go behind my back and lie. I can do the same, why not? She doesn't want me. I've done everything I could to please her.
"I'd love that." I say licking my lower lip.