Hanging By A Moment

Samantha's POV:
It was the week before the wedding.

'Alright, Sammie sounds good. Let's just run again from the chorus' my vocal coach spoke into the mic from the window of the recording booth. I nodded and the music started to play. "Cause there'll be no sunlight, If I lose you, baby" I started to sing. "There'll be no clear skies, If I lose you, baby" I shook my head as I felt my vision blur. "Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same, if you walk away-" my body swayed to the left.

'Sammieee!' voices yelled and I saw multiple feet approaching my head. I closed my eyes and they disappeared.

'Sammie' someone shook my arms. I opened my eyes to see people surrounding me like towering skyscrapers.'I-I'm okay' I tried to sit up but Anna had to help me since I felt weak to do so myself. 'I'm okay, can you just all give me a minute' I asked for them to leave and they did. 'That's it I'm taking you to the doctor' Anna said sternly. 'No Anna, I just fainted for a while. But I'm okay now' I assured her. 'No your not okay! You haven't been feeling well for two weeks and you've been working too hard in here' she argued. 'Yeah, your right it's probably just work then' I tried to convince her there was no need to go to the doctors.

'No Samantha Robertson! You are going to the doctors because if you don't, then I'm going to tell Harry that you've been sick for two weeks and you've been hiding it from him' she folded her arms. 'Anna, this is silly. I wasn't hiding it from him, there's just no reason to alarm him. Plus his leaving for Sweden tomorrow' I told her. She gave me a look that said she wasn't going to give in.

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'Are you gonna be okay?' Anna asked when we got back home. 'Yeah' I mumbled. 'Well call me if you need anything' she gave me a hug. 'I'll get those vitamins Dr.Grey prescribed and I'll bring them tomorrow' she pulled away. 'Thank you Anna. For coming with me this morning' I forced a smile out. 'It's okay. Do you want me to make you lunch?' she asked. 'No, it's okay. I think I'm just gonna rest in my room and wait for Harry to get home' I replied. 'Okay love. Well Jack said he let the boys off an hour ago so he should be home soon' she told me. 'Well you better go, I'll be fine' I assured her. She gave me one last hug before proceeding out of the house. When I heard the door close I walked up to our room and sat by the bed.

I saw Harry's luggage at the corner of the room already packed for tomorrow. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. But nothing helped to make me feel calm. I stood up with folded arms and tried to prepare myself for the tornado that's about to sweep me off my feet. I know for a fact that Harry doesn't want this. I know that for sure.

'Sammie, I'm home' I heard Harry's voice. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing. I heard the door open and footsteps approach me from behind. I turned around and Harry was advancing towards me. 'Hey babe' he moved in for a kiss but I pulled away before he could. 'What's wrong?' he creased his eyebrow. 'We need to talk' I muttered as I pointed at the bed for him to seat. 'What's up?' he smiled trying to diffuse the tension that I've started. 'Sammie, what's wrong?' he asked when I didn't respond. 'Ha-harry' I stared at the ground and tears fell out of my eyes.

'I'm preg-nant' my voice cracked.

'What!'I heard him yell. I looked up and he was now standing. I watched him as he paced back and forth the room with hands on his hip. 'Okay, it's okay' he approached me and took my hands. 'You can get an abortion, we don't have to keep this child. It's gonna be okay' he assured me.

'What!' I pulled my hands away from his, shocked by his respond.

'Your asking me to get an abortion!?' I folded my arms and yelled. 'Sammie, we've talked about this. I told you that I'm not ready for children. I don't wanna have to have that kind of responsibility at the age of 21' he replied in a calm manner.

'And do you think, I'm ready for this?' I pointed at myself. 'Then if your not then just get an abortion' he raised his voice. 'Stop, stop! Just stop saying that word' I walked across the room. ' WHY!? At the moment It's the only option we have' he raged. 'Harry, you make abortion sound so easy as putting a condom on' I sneered. 'Well it's a lot easier than having to raise a kid for the rest of your life' he argued. 'Can you even understand the emotional toll you'll be putting me through!?' I pointed at myself. 'And I'm going to be here for you' he asserted. But I just looked away and didn't respond

'I can't have a kid right now! We're both fucking 21. Do you really wanna stay home and look after a child when we've got a life a head of us' he fumed. 'This is not about us, this is about the child' I cried out. ' I can't let you do this!' he yelled.

'There's a difference between Can't and Won't' I told him.

'Pick me or this child!' he shouted. 'You can't make me pick!' I cried out. 'Well, I'm NOT having this child!' he yelled. 'Well, I'm not getting an abortion' I shouted.

'Fuck this!' he stormed out of the room and slammed the door.

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