July 31

Harry POV

It's been a week since Bella was in the hospital. We've spent countless hours together. We have grown so attached, I can't seem to go anywhere without her. She's been a lot happier. But it's still not the same since the baby. I miss it, the baby. It brought us together. I know we are young, and probably not ready, but something about the baby made me so happy.

I'm at the market, waiting for Bella to arrive. I'm sitting at a table inside, because it's raining today. I hear the door open, and I turn my head, to see Bella walking in. She wears a striped top, and high waisted jean shorts. She notices me, and smiles.

We meet up at the market everyday. We spend hours; going to the beach, talking, watching movies, always together. She had slept over almost every night. I knew things were getting better.

August 5

Bella POV

When I get out of the shower, I dry off my hair. I put on a cropped white shirt, with a blue-eyed kitten on the front, with blue shorts. I put my light pink nightgown with sunflowers in my bag, along with a toothbrush. I tell my mother I'm leaving for Natalie's now, and get on my bike. I bike past the market, and down the long road. I cross the highway, and pull into Natalie's house. I walk in, and quickly run up the stairs to Natalie's room. I knock on the door, and she opens it.
Cat, Brooke, Lucy and Natalie are all in her room.
"Hey guys," I smile.
"Hey," Lucy says.
"Thought you couldn't come?" Cat asks.
"Well," I say, leaning against the door frame, "I made plans with Harry."
"Ooooh," Brooke teases.
I laugh, "I'm staying over at Harry's. But my mom thinks I'm here, so..."
"Got it," Natalie says.
"Thanks so much!" I say, turning around.
"Try not to get pregnant!" Cat says as I start walking away.
I hear the girls laughing.
I turn around, "What?"
"I'm just kidding," Cat says.
"Yeah," Brooke says, "We know you're not some whore who's gonna lose her virginity at fifteen."
I fake a laugh, "Oh hah, kay bye."
I walk down the stairs and out the door. I get back on my bike, and bike down the street to Harry's. I get off my bike, and walk onto the porch. I knock on the front door.
Clara opens the door, "Bella!"
She hugs me. I smile, I'm so happy to see her.
We go inside, and Clara calls up the stairs for Harry.
"How are you?" Clara asks me.
"I'm doing pretty well," I pause, "I think."
Harry comes down the stairs.
"Hey love," he kisses my forehead.
I feel myself blushing, "Hii."
Clara's phone starts to ring.
Clara hugs me once again, "I'll see you later!"
She picks up the phone, and goes into the kitchen.
Harry leads me up the stairs, into his room. We enter his room, and I collapse onto his bed.
"What's wrong, love?" Harry asks, sitting next to me.
I frown, "Brooke thinks I'm a whore..."
Harry looks confused, "What? No she doesn't..."
I explain to him what happened.
He lies down next to me, "She doesn't understand..."
He hesitates, "Don't worry. She doesn't think that."
I get up off his bed, "I'm gonna take a bath."
"I thought you said you showered," he asks.
"Didn't have time..." I lie. I walk into the bathroom, and start running the water.

Harry POV

I've been waiting for Bella for almost twenty minutes. I get up, and walk across the hall. The bathroom door is shut.
I knock, "Bella."
No response, "Bella!"
No response. I try to open the door, but it's locked. I run into it as hard as I can, and it opens.
Bella is there, in the tub, holding her head underwater.
"Bella!" I grab her, and pull her over the surface of the water.
She opens her eyes, and starts to cry. I take her out of the water, and wrap her in a towel, still holding her. I pick her up like a child, and walk into my room. I lay her on my bed. I give her her underwear and one of my t-shirts. She takes her towel off, and quickly changes. She looks to me.
"I need to get drunk," the words escape her mouth like she's never said them before.
I hope she hasn't.
"What?" I ask, surprised.
Bella walks out of my room, and I follow her down the stairs and into the kitchen.
She opens the fridge, then looks at me, "Are your parents home?"
I shake my head, "Both on business trips."
She shuts the fridge. She walks over to the island counter, and opens the cabinet that I know has rum and vodka.
She takes out the vodka, and some shot glasses.
She walks into the computer room, and turns on the radio. She clicks the button for music to play in the kitchen. The first song that comes on is Animals.
The rest is kind of a blur, but I we definitely took a shitload of shots.
Then, after dancing around the kitchen like crazy, All Of Me came on.
I smile at Bella, "Dance with me?"
She takes my hands, and we dance to the song. Towards the end, she trips, and I catch her in my arms. She laughs.
We walk upstairs in our drunken state. We went into my room, where Bella collapsed onto the bed. I stand next to my bed, looking at Bella.
Her arm is flipped up. I look at her wrists, and trace the scars.
I frown, "I'm sorry I couldn't fix you."
I know saying doesn't mean anything. I'm only tipsy, but she's quite drunk.
She laughs sarcastically, "Make-up sex?"
I roll my eyes, and collapse onto my bed next to her.
"Sure," I say, kissing her.

Notes

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