Your POV
It was the nurse who called my name. I was really confused on why she called me, I couldn't find the reason why she called me for. I shouldn't have stayed here a little longer. I stood up from my seat to ran away and get myself out of this situation before she spot me, but I was too late, she already saw me, while walking towards me.
"Uhm, yes? Did you call me?" I asked trying act normal as possible. I can't let her notice that I was about to escape. I didn't even do wrong so my conscience is clear.
"Oh my God! Y/N! It really is you." she squealed with a bright smile on her face.
"Excuse me, I'm not trying to be rude, do I know you perhaps?" I inquired looking at her up and down, to look at her appearance properly for I don't know her or recognized her.
"Well, how rude of me! Let me introduce myself to you so we will no longer be strangers. I am Melanie Mcbroom, I am a directioner and a harries. I have been a fan of Harry ever since One Direction era." She said with enthusiasm. So my gut feeling is right, she's one of Harry's fan. I mean, how dumb would I be not to realize that eventually his fans will recognized me. Harry and I hadn't gone out in the public eye much but his fans had seen us going on a date a couple of times, some of them even asked for a picture, autographs and video greetings.
"Okay?" I said, unsure on what to say. I was just surprised that someone recognized me as Harry's girlfriend.
"How are you? Do you know that Harry's been looking for you? He even setup a small performance just for you. Did you saw it on the television earlier?" She asked while staring at me, the smile on her face seemed to grow bigger and bigger, it is making me feel uncomfortable.
"Thank you for asking. I am doing great, how about you?" I answered her question politely.
"I'm good now that I've talked to you." she said smiling. I'm surprised that she isn't hyperventilating because usually when Harry's fans saw me out on public, they will start freaking out and ask me about Harry, some even handed me letters to give it to him, which I always gladly took. Hence, I know how much Harry loves his fans.
"What? He is looking for me? Why? Yes, I've seen bits and pieces of his performance. Why you ask?" I replied with a frown. Why would he be looking for me?
"Yes, he is looking for you." she said while nodding her head.
"Because he says he misses you like crazy but you hadn't even seen it. Well, since you haven't seen the whole performance then might as well I should just show it to you." She said with a frown and disappointment while taking her phone out of her pocket.
After seeing the video I can't help but burst into tears. Harry genuinely love me. He loves me not her but me. And I was too blind to see that. I really am stupid not to see it. I guess it's because of how Harry treated me those past few months that made me think he love me less. Especially after seeing him with her. I guess that's when I lost it. That's what made me believe that what I thought is true, when in reality it was justy opinion, since I never really confronted him about that matter.
"Excuse me." I excused myself and ran into the girl's comfort room. Locking myself inside the cubicle and cry my eyes out. Thankfully, she didn't followed me here.
What should I do now? Should I talk to him? Should I face? I just can't keep running away from him especially now that I am pregnant. I know that I can't hide this from him for too long because eventually my baby bump will be noticeable. But I don't want to talk to him, I couldn't bring myself to. I was ashamed of my current situation, I look nothing like me at all. I look awful, really awful. I don't know what to do. I don't think I'll be able to leave this hospital that easy after getting recognized by that nurse, the risk is higher. I hid myself not because I don't want to be found, I just don't want to bother him anymore. But I'd be lying if I said I don't miss me, cause I do and I'd be lying if I said I don't need him, cause I do, specially now that I am expecting a baby, I'm going to have a hard time raising this child alone and I gotta go back to London. I can't live in America since I don't live here. Should I really talk to Harry? Or Keep on hiding like an idiot?
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Harry's POV
It has been 2 hours since the video was broadcasted in the television and on YouTube.
"Harry, someone (on twitter) posted a photo of her." I heard my manager and at the same time my best friend, Jeff, called me from the living room.
"What? Where?" I immediately went to where he is since I was in the kitchen pacing back and forth. I stood next to him to looked at his phone and saw the picture. It really is my love. I didn't waste no time and grabbed my phone out of my pockets and checked my twitter. And searched for that photo, it didn't even took me a second to find that picture since it popped into my news feed. And there she was sitting on a chair at the hospital, while her eyes is shining bright. After a minute of investigating, I found the person who posted it. It was a girl named Melanie Mcbroom, she messaged me on twitter.
From @mela1dstyles:
Hi Harry! So I just wanted to tell you that it was me who took that photo. I was the one who saw Y/N
I just wanted to tell you that she's in the hospital, where I am working right now. But don't you worry she is not here because she was admitted or something.
So if you want to see her, get your ass right here, right now before she leaves. BTW I took this picture without her consent so please don't tell her that
So here's the hospital's address: 548 Langraab Street, Malcolm Memorial Hospital
After reading her message, I of course wrote back to her.
To @mela1dstyles:
Hello Melanie, thank you so much for helping me out. I can't thank you enough to show you how grateful I am for what you did.
I didn't waste any more time and drove to the given address. After 10 minutes, I reached my destination and I messaged her again to ask her where can I find my girl.
To @mela1dstyles:
Can I ask where can I find her?
From @mela1dstyles:
You can find her on the first floor on the left, obstetrician and gynecologist department
After reading her respond, I ran to the obstetrician and gynecologist department. Thank God! it is on the first floor of the hospital. When I arrived I looked around in search for her, I got to find her asap. I took my phone out to message the girl to let her know that I am here already.
To @mela1dstyles:
I arrived, where is she? Why she isn't here?
From @mela1dstyles:
Wait for a while, Harry. She is in the ladies comfort room right now. I'm checking up on her. Don't worry you'll meet her soon.
From @mela1dstyles:
Meet me at the hospital's roof top. You can meet and talk to her there privately.
To @mela1dstyles:
Okay got it. OMW right now. Thank you so much Mel for helping me.
Y/N's POV
After I pulled myself together and finalized my decision. I went out of the cubicle that I am in. And composed myself right in front of the mirror, and made my appearance look presentable before I made my way out of the comfort room. But I dumped into that nurse again. Why is this girl keep following me? What does she want from me? But before I can ask her what is she doing here, she suddenly pulled my hand and dragged me out the comfort room.
"Hey, what are you doing? Where are you taking me?" I asked, struggling myself out of her grip.
"Let me go, Melanie." I begged but she didn't listened rather she took me to the elevator.
"You're coming with me to the rooftop." she said sternly as we entered the elevator that will take us to the 7th floor.
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Y/N's POV
"What are you doing here? How did you find me?" I asked with my arms crossed.
"With the help of Melanie." He replied with his hands on his pockets, looking down at his feet.
"What do you know each other? And what for? " I asked not looking at him straight in the eye.
"Just now. We are here to talk about us, Y/N. I miss you, mi amor. You don't know how much I miss you. It was driving me nuts when you left me just like that. It drove me insane knowing that I don't know where the hell were you in this foreign country. I wasn't myself during those times. And I can't bear another day without you, my love. So
please tell me everything you wanted to tell me back then and make me understand why you left, tell me what did I do wrong that pushed you to leave me like that. I hope that in that way I can lessen the pain that you felt. No matter what it is, I am willing to listen on what you have to say. Please tell me because I have been torturing myself to figure out what did I do wrong." He said trying to hold back the tears that is falling out of his eyes.
"Excuse me, I'll leave you to alone." I heard Melanie said.
"I...I...I'm sorry Harry for breaking your heart. I just thought that you don't love me anymore. So I chose to leave without saying goodbye. I... I don't know what else to say." I uttered, looking at him straight in the eyes.
"What makes you think that I love you less? You don't know how much I love you and how much you drive me crazy. I couldn't even control myself when I'm with you. So tell me, what makes you think that I don't love you anymore?" He asked looking at me with a frown and sadness.
"Do you really want to know why I left? Do you really know what you did that make me think that you don't love me anymore? It's because you have been ignoring me ever since we got engaged, Harry! You don't respond to my texts and calls. You don't even want to talk to me, no matter how hard I tried to get your attention, you always pretend that you are busy with work or you were just doing something really important. You don't kiss me goodnight. You have become a cold person especially towards me. And it made me think that you don't love me anymore, it made me think that I wasn't enough for you. I haven't seen the smile on your face after two months since you proposed to me. It made me think that you were having second thoughts about our engagement. I missed you too, Harry. But what I miss the most is to see that smile on your face. And it breaks my heart to see that I was unable to make my future husband happy. I don't want you to live that kind of life, Harry. I want you to find happiness, if I can't make you happy then I'll just leave so that you can be happy." I cried, clutching my heart.
After all those months, I hold unto this bitter feeling in my heart and now I was finally able to get it off my chest.
"Y/N, I never have thought that I made you feel that way. And it breaks my heart that my actions made you think that I don't love you anymore. Trust me, I love you. I love you more than I ever loved anyone else but you. I'm sorry treating you that way, there's no valid excuse to justify my actions. I was afraid that I won't be able to give you a sense of security knowing that we have eyes everywhere. And I was afraid that you will leave after discovering the truth. So I decided to ignore you and tried to stay away from you. The truth is, you were supposed to be someone who can help me forget her and mend the wounds that she left. Yes, you were supposed to be just a rebound girl but you have managed to capture my heart once again and made me fall head over heels for you. I know using you to forget her was wrong but in the process I've learned to love you for you, not to make her jealous or to show off that I am over her. And that day, when you saw her and I together, it was because I wanted to have a closure. Because I felt like I'll be able to breathe again if I can face her one last time. I wanted to tell her that how thankful I am for what she did, I am thankful because of her I met the one for me and that is you. If she didn't broke up with me, do you think we will be together? Do you think if she and I didn't parted away we would met? I don't think so. So that's why I met up with her. I wasn't smiling ear to ear because I was happy to see her but because I was happy that if she didn't left me, I wouldn't have found the love of my life and my happiness. I talked to her about you, on how awesome you were and how good you were. You may not be perfect but to me you are imperfectly perfect. You were not afraid to show me your flaws and your imperfections. That's what I love about you. You were not trying to impress me by showing me the perfect vision of who you are but what you showed me is how real you are. You showed me that you weren't just an idiot, who stumbles walking on a slipper, or who is new and inexperience to everything. You are a diamond, my love. And I am happy to say that you are my diamond. I hope that you can forgive me for what I did and for how I treated you. I took you for granted for fucks sake. I shouldn't have done that but I couldn't undo what I did. And I know saying sorry wouldn't change anything instead of saying how sorry I was for what I did, I should reflect it upon with my actions do that I won't hurt you the second time around." He finished his speech with tears streaming down to his face. I ran up to him to hug him since we were standing 3 feet away from each other.
"Oh, Harry. You don't know how much I missed you. I love you too and I don't care if I was supposedly a rebound but I know deep down I am more than that inside your heart of gold. I forgive you and I hope that you can forgive me too." I said with a bright smile on my face.
"Really? You forgive me? Do you really mean that?" He grinned while lifting up the ground.
"Not trying to be rude, my love. But you've gain some weight, your body kinda changed." He pointed out, nervously. I just laughed at him. I thought for a moment
Should I tell him right now? Or should I surprise him?
"Well, two months is quite a long time to be apart." I decided not to tell him yet and keep this news as a secret for now.