Second Chance at Love

Chapter Fifteen

I walk out of the parlor and wait for Harry to come and get me. My back is still a little soar from the needle but it was worth it. My phone vibrates and it's Harry saying that he will be there in two minutes. As I am waiting I look around and notice how old the buildings are. It's absolutely breathtaking. Just then two strong arms grab me and spins me around. “OUCH!” I scream. He lets go and says “Oh my god Brianna I'm so sorry are you okay?”. “Yes Harry I'm fine. It's just that I got my tattoo on my back and it still hurts.” I say rubbing my back. He looks worried and sad. I give him a reassuring smile and laugh. He smiles and gives me a hug carefully. “So what did you get?” I will show you back at the hotel while we pack” I say. He pouts and grabs my hand. We finally get back to the hotel and he asks me again. I lift up my shirt and turn around. All I hear is a gasp and then nothing. “So what do you think?” I ask. “I think that it's great.” he said. I pulled my shirt back down and turn to face him. He was starting to get tears in his eyes. It made me feel so happy that I surprised him.....FINALLY!!

Harry's POV

Her tattoo was amazing. I'm not just saying that because of the fact that it's my line. I really mean that it's sweet and I know that was the reason she did her happy dance today. We finished packing and grabbed a taxi to the airport. “It's sad that we're leaving” she says. “I know it is love, but hey we get to come home for the first time as husband and wife.” I say smiling a little. She smiles and lays her head on my shoulder. The car stops at the airport and we get out and head in. There are fans everywhere. We struggle through the crowd but we finally make it out. Just then a girl comes up to us and asks Brianna “Are you his wife?”. “Yes I am. Got a problem with that?” “Oh no it's just that Harry deserves better. You are just a slut who's gonna leave him when he loses everything. Why don't you divorce him and make the world happ-” The girl is holding her cheek with a shocked look on her face. “Why don't you grow a pair before you come up to me and say things that I hear or see everyday. This is nothing new. And I know you are trying to get rid of me but I'm not leaving so good luck with that.” Brianna says. We start to walk off when the girl says, “You bitch!”. Brianna just turns around and says, “You must be looking in a mirror.”. I struggle to keep from laughing. We get to the boarding place and wait for the plane. “Where did that sass come from?” I ask.

Brianna's POV

I really don't know where I get it from but it comes in handy sometimes. Like fighting with whores like her or when I need to win a fight with Liam. “I really don't know, but it works.” I reply. He just squeezes my hand and smiles. Our plane lands and we get on. I get a window seat and Harry gets the middle. We get buckled in and I watch out the window as the plane starts up and flies into the air.

two hours later

“Oh my GOD! I'm so tired!” Harry screams as we leave the airport. Zoe was supposed to pick us up but Zayn came saying that she wasn't feeling well. The ride over to our house was silent. We get there and plop on the couch. It's so good to be home. Harry gets up and goes to the kitchen. Everything is quiet until I hear a plate break. “Shit!” I hear Harry say. I rush to the kitchen and I see Harry with his hand under the sink. “Babe what happened?!” I screamed. “I was getting a plate down and a piece cut me and I dropped the plate. I think I'm okay.” “Keep it under the water. I'll call my mom and have her take a look.”. I was surprisingly calm through all this. I grabbed my phone and called my mom. After I got off the phone with her, I started to pick up the broken pieces of glass. I don't realize that my hands are shaking until Harry puts his hand on my shoulder. “Babe I'm okay.”. I just break down and start crying. Harry pulls me close and tries to comfort me. The doorbell rings and Harry gets up and gets the door. I rush into our room and hide in the bathroom. I don't know why I was so emotional over this, but then it hits me. My period is.....late.