I was laying on the bed when they finly let Niall in. His face was full of worry, his eyes bloodshot. He wrapped me in his arms. I breathed in his minty scent as the tears began to fall.
"Is. Is she gone?" He whispered. I only sobbed. His voice was broken and hurt. "You need to tell Harry." He said. I knew that, though. I told him what I planned to tell Harry. "Niall? I'm gonna go to sleep now." I whispered. He nodded and kissed me on my forehead and left. I fell asleep to the ghost of the warmth of Niall's lips on my head.

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Harry's POV.
Niall called me to tell me Cassia was in the hospital. He was worried, I could hear it in his voice. I was jealous that he was the one who got to care for her. I made a huge mistake. Yet, a part of me didn't want to have a kid. At least not now. I left Holmes Chapel and flew to London. I took an Addison Lee to the hospital. A couple fans were around there, so I pulled my hoodie up and entered. I found her room. Niall was sprawled on a chair outside her door, his phone and a bag of chips in his hands. Of course. I opened her door slowly. She was on her side curled up in a ball, sleeping. I brushed her hair away from her face. Her long eyelashes fluttered before opening. She smiled. It was a sad one. "You came." She whispered. "Of course I came." I said. "What happened?"
"Harry. You don't need to worry about me. Or the baby." She said, her voice cracking on the last words. "What. Happened." I said. She turned, tears falling on her cheeks. "I had a miscarriage." She whispered. My heart dropped. I was at loss for words. My baby. Gone. "You don't need to worry anymore Harold." She said. She didn't call me Harry or Hazza. She slipped off her promise ring. "Give it to that American girl." She said before turning away from me. I stood there for a couple seconds before storming off. I ran all the way to my loft. I ignored Liam and Louis as I stormed off into my room. I slipped the ring on my chain and tucked it in my shirt. I screamed until my throat was raw. I grabbed the picture frame off my dresser. Zayn took the picture of us. She was laughing, and I was smiling and looking at her. I grabbed all of the frames and shoved them in a box under my bed. I laid on my nbed when Lou came in. "Mate? Kendall's here."

Notes

I couldn't help it. new chapter tomorrow. xx