Second Chance at Love

Chapter Seventeen

I wake up. It was all a dream. I'm not pregnant, and Harry didn't cut his hand. I look around. I'm at home with Harry right next to me. It all felt so real, but it wasn't. Just then Harry stirs and flutters his eyes open. He smiles at me and I smile sheepishly back. “What's wrong love?” he asks. “I had a dream where we came home from our honeymoon and you cut your hand and I was pregnant.” I said. Harry just looks at me with shock. “Wow!” he says. I smile and kiss him lightly. We just lay in bed until my hunger gets the best of me. “Harry what do you want for breakfast?” I ask. “Um, how about chocolate chip pancakes. I will help you.” he replies with a smile. I give him a look and say “Harry we are not going to have a food fight again. That took forever to clean up.”. “I promise I won't start a food fight.”. “Pinky promise me”. I say. He gives me his pinky and promises. I get changed into sweats, a tank top, and put on Harry's Jack Willis sweatshirt and headed downstairs. He wasn't down yet so I started to get the ingredients out. Just then Harry yells, “Babe have you seen my Jack Willis sweatshirt?”. I smile and say “Nope”. Popping the p. He comes down shirtless and looks through the living room. DAMN that boy fine. I was broken from my trance when there was a knock at the door. “I'll get babe. You keep looking for your sweatshirt.” I say as I'm walking to the door. I look through the peephole and gasp.

Harry's POV

I hear her gasp and the door opening. “Josh oh my god it's so good to see you.” I hear her say. “It's good to see you too.” a manly voice says. I look up and see her HUGGING this stranger. I walk up behind her and try to pull her close to me. She didn't see me but this guy did and said “Hi you must be Harry. I've heard so much about you.”. I reply with “I can't say the same for you.”. Brianna left to go to the bathroom, leaving me and “Josh”. “So explain how you know my wife?” I ask a little pissy. “Well Bri and I grew up together and we are just really good friends. You really got lucky with this one. She is a really great girl”. He says. By this point I'm beyond pissed, and apparently he can tell. “I think I should go. BYE BRI!”. He says. “Bye Josh!” she yells. Before he's out the door Brianna comes down and gives him a hug AND kissed him on the cheek. I was fuming. She shuts the door and starts to walk to the kitchen. “What the hell was that?” I ask.

Brianna's POV

What was he talking about? “What the hell are you talking about?” I asked. He just shakes his head and says “You know what I'm talking about. Why were you flirting with him?” he asks raising his voice. “Oh my god Harry! I wasn't flirting with him!” I say raising my voice as well. “Well did you have to hug him? No. Did you have to kiss his cheek? No.” “Are you fucking kidding me? Do I make a big fuss when you see one of your friends and you do the exact same thing? No I don't.” “But do I invite them into our house? No I don't.” “What's your problem?” “MY PROBLEM IS THAT YOU ARE FLIRTING WITH HIM!” he screamed at me. “DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!” I screamed right back. He saw the hurt in my eyes and tried to touch my arm. I pulled back and said “Don't touch me.”. I just walk away, grab my shoes and start to go out the door. “Where are you going?” Harry asks obviously still a little mad. “Harry, I am giving you the space to do whatever you need to do to calm down and talk to me like I'm your wife and NOT something that you can control.” I said. I left the house and went to Liam's place. I knocked on the door and Aleanbh answered the door. “Hey Bri. What's wrong?”she asks. “Is Liam here?” “No he is hanging out with the boys and won't be back until 6. Why?”. And with that I start crying. She tries to comfort me while rubbing circles on my back. After a while I quit crying and just start talking to her. “I just don't know what to do” I say. “Well I think the best thing to do is to talk to him.” she says. Sometimes I think she is the female version of Liam. “Thanks Aleanbh.” I say giving her a hug. “Oh and don't tell Liam please.” “Okay I won't”. I drove back to the house preparing myself to talk to him. I open the door and see that the house is a mess. Everything from books to stuff from the kitchen is on the floor. Harry isn't here so I decide to clean up. Two hours it took and I was tired. I went upstairs and got ready for bed. I didn't really want to sleep in our bed so I decided to sleep on the couch. I couldn't go to sleep so I looked through the one photo album Harry and I had and it was all pictures during our three years together and our wedding. At first I was laughing at some of the beginning pictures but then I started crying. I flipped through the pictures still crying. The Harry I saw in these pictures wasn't the Harry I saw today. I just have a question... What happened to the old Harry.

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