Jessica’s P.O.V
My eyes rested upon the pillows, I fell into a hard dream.
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I stood at the end of the bed watching him sleep, his chest rose up and down peacefully. The slight escape of his breath flowing out his lips were not the only thing that eradicated my heart but the sight of him finally sleeping without me was breath taking. He seems fine, he seemed okay and that’s all I ever wanted to know, other than me badly aching for him to come back to me. But I know that letting him go is better than holding him hostage with me, I think he wants a child….but its better said in your head than actualization, everything’s better said in your head than in real life.
He’s not ready to take care of a child; he still has more to come….still have life to live. I sat near his body but not close enough to wake him. What if this whole time, this was fake? Me meeting Harry was just a fantasy imagination of my mind, this was probably something I’ve wanted to happen for so long a guy to come and sweep me off my feet with seduction and possessiveness.
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Harry’s P.O.V
This premonition felt different, it felt real. I laid in bed wrapped and distorted into a soft cover; probably satin. I hugged it tighter.
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Jessica’s P.O.V
I watched his body slightly move, he’s trying to wrap himself deeper into this huge blanket of his…..He must really like this cover. As so he did stretch his arms into a different direction a thin shiny string of a curl fell down in front of his eyes catching on to his lashes. I smiled sweetly to myself, his hair was always unogrganized when he was a sleep it’s like they had a mind of their own. I reached up to swiftly brisk his soft hair out of his pale face and back into place.
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Harry’s P.O.V
I felt fingers grazing my face as they moved something behind my ears. I could feel the shadow of another presence, yet I couldn’t bring my heavy eyes to open.
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Jessica’s P.O.V
I briefly snapped out of my dream, before it could even escalate to the good parts. I sat up in bed, rubbing my eyes. Why….this one was different, it felt more real than life itself. “Are you okay?” I sacredly looked up, thinking that the dream never came to a stop. “Y-Yeah, I’m fine” I moved my hair back behind my ears. He came to the side of the bed, helping me out. He pulled back the covers – I took his hand for support of getting myself up.

He put his hand on my belly. “Sorry, habit” He kissed the top of my head. “Come on let’s go eat” He grabbed my hand; heading towards the stairs. It’s been two months since Harry’s been gone, my belly is showing and yet this baby girl or boy has no father. Aaron is the only guy that’s here for me; he gave me a home to stay in even though I had a place of my own. It took me awhile to agree on coming to live with him in Harry’s old house; it took a lot of convincing….sex was not one of them.

I guess I have to learn to love Aaron, that’s one thing Harry taught me…..love. I mean Aaron is a pretty witty guy and he provides, nurtures, loves he is definitely a potential dad…..in the making. “What are you thinking?” He was filing the eggs and bacon on to my plate. “Where am I going to live when the baby is born?” He nearly dropped his spatula. “With….me, who else? I will cut back on the hours at the hospital and the Zoo, and no need to work….just be my house wife” My eyes widened. “I-I mean ya know, a person who stay home and do….home stuff” I relieved my heart of a heart attack. “Yeah, I get it…okay, I guess that sounds good”

“And….” His further conversation after him mistaken between marriage and friends was frightening. “What? Spit it out!” He gave me my plate and sat on the opposing side of me. “Do you mind if I sleep in my bed….again?” I squinted my eyes. “Why…..” He shrugged his shoulders. “I miss my bed, you can stay too. I’ll just put a pillow between us you’ll never know I’m there I swear” He held up his hands. “There’s other rooms” “But ones my office and the other is the baby’s room” I rubbed my stomach. “Obviously the fetus isn’t here yet” He came up with excuses and excuses, i let him win long time ago I just want to see how long he’s last.

“Plus we already started decorating for our baby” I sighed. “Fine! And it’s my baby…..not yours” Held up his hands again. “You’re the one who said you didn’t want it” I looked down at my slight bulging stomach, rubbing it in soothing circles. “Till I realize, this baby means a lot to somebody” “Who?” He was so curious. “The one who put it in me” He let off a loud laugh. “Were you ever going to tell him….or….just let him think he’s fatherless?” I peered outside, huffing slightly. “I’ll wait till the child is old enough, then she or he can tell him their self”

I watched a skinny pretty lady jog by our window. I remember when I was like her; I was smart, smart enough not to get caught into dumb problematic stuff. I was smart not to fall into preys such as Harry. “Won’t he be dead by then?” I stared him straight in the eye. “Don’t know….” Shrugged and carried on to the rest of my food.
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Louis’s P.O.V
I walked out of the bathroom. “Well nobody go in there for another hour” The guys busted out in disgust, Niall was the only one to laugh. I threw myself down on to the couch, this room was pretty, big and expensive. I took a quick head check through all the boys. “Where’s the curly haired one?” They didn’t respond. “I said you cunts where’s the curly haired one?” Liam stormed out of the kitchen stabbing some peanut butter onto his sandwich. “He left mate” I stood up nervously, scared that little boy I always have to look out for him.

“What do you mean left, to where?” Liam shrugged and went back into the kitchen. I walked over to Niall and yanked him up by the collar; the guys stopped playing cards to look at us. “You…You’re his little bitch, where’s Harry?” He yanked Louis hand away. “Well, I’m not his bitch more of a supportive friend and a….he went back to New York” “For what?”

Niall straightened out his collar. “He said he forgot something really important” I fumbled around in my thoughts. What could be so…..important. They dropped their cards, staring at me nervously. “No, fuck Harry….he can’t go back, find him whatever you do find him” The guys quickly scrambled out of their chairs, leaving the cards where they were – grabbing up their jackets and heading out.
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Harry’s P.O.V
“Flight 147 Brooklyn, New York” I grabbed up my bag and stood in line.

I can’t wait any longer.

I can’t go on to love someone else.

I can’t sleep at night.

I can barely eat.

I see more behind my eyes, I rather sleep than live.

Even though my mind tells me to stay, my heart tells me to run and chase your dream and never look back. My heart is winning this fight more than my head.

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I LOVE CHOO :) :) P.S when they were both sleeping, they were both in the same dream......so they were actually in each others dream.