-Charlotte's POV-


I was purposely dragging my feet today.
I honestly did not want to go to work and nothing can prepare you for the first day back.


As I walked through the door to the studio I glanced up and for a split second I thought I caught a glimpse of those familiar curls but let out a sigh of relief as Bradley walked over to me and greeted me with a massive hug.
I assume the word had got out about my baby.

"Hi B!" I greeted merrily.
He started down at me eyes full of sorrow. "Hey soldier."
"What time are you off for lunch? Want to meet? I have a pretty busy day today and we need a catch up!" I told him.
"Sounds great." He replied. "How's 1?"
"Fab, see you then!"

I quickly shuffled off to set up all my equipment before the 'band' rocked up for their photo shoot.

I sat down, deciding I had just enough time for a quick coffee before there was a loud knock on my door and a quick shout of 'They're here'.


I quickly got up and brushed down my outfit, before looking up at the 5 guys that walked into the room.

That was it.

Everything moved in slow motion.

All of a sudden they were all rushing towards me holding out their hands, as if to catch me.

And then I blacked out.








I woke up lay down on the brown sofa situated in the corner of the studio, surrounded by my worst nightmare.


The five familiar faces stared down at me, 3/5 looking happy to see me, 1/5 looking like he was trying not to cry and the other 1/5 looking like he was trying not to kill me.


As soon as I fluttered my eye lids open, my worst nightmare happened, and four of them left so it was just the two of us.



"Are you okay?" The deep Irish voice asked.
I nodded weekly. "If i'd have known it was you guys I would of got someone else to do it for me, i'm sorry to put you in an awkward position."
"It's fine." He replied shortly, slightly smirking.
"Well," I began. I tried to stand up and wobbled a little. "Lets get going."
I walked over to the rest of the boys and show a small smile and explain how the photoshoot is going to work.

After two hours, two very stressful hours, we had 20 good photos and by this time the guys had become extremely fidgety. Old habits die hard eh?

"Lets go for a lunch break." I yelled to everyone, checking the time.

They all nodded and rushed of quickly and I went to grab my coat and purse from the corner of the room. I spun round quickly and knocked into something hard.

"Oops I'm sor- Oh. Hi Harry." I said blankly.
"Hi Charlotte…" He smiled down at me. "I missed you." He whispered.
"Lets not do this now Harry." I stated quickly, trying to push past him.
"No." He said firmly, grabbing my arm lightly making me drop my purse. "Lets do this right now."
I looked up at him nervously and nodded before bending down to pick up the inside of my purse that had fallen.
Harry bent down to help me and as I looked down I saw something I definitely didn't want Harry to see. I lent forward to grab it and our hands both reached for it at the same time.

Harry snatched it out of my hand and held it up, looking at it intently.

He looked from the picture, to me, back and forth with a shocked face.

"Th-that date." he stuttered. "That's the date of a little after you l-left New York."
I nodded, not knowing what to say.
"It's mine." He told me, defiantly.
I nodded again. "She's yours." I whispered.
"Can I meet her?" He asked, looking hopeful?



My heart shattered.



A tear fell down my cheek as I shook my head.

"Well why not?!" He asked angrily.














"She died." I whispered.






"She died in the womb."

Notes

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