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Real love tested.

chapter 27

I wake up another hour later and realise Harry is gone and I am in this big apartment all by myself. I rub my eyes and realise the box I had left on the table earlier. And what it means when Harry said ‘think about it’ I then make my way over to the table to pick up the box, but Mum comes in and stops me.
“Is he gone?” she says to me
“Yea, sorry fell asleep.” I say to her.
“We need to get going.” She says to me and comes up to me and gives me a hug, and reminds me we have another appointment today.
Yes another appointment it is what my life is consisting of lately when Harry was here I just told him I was catching up with friends but I wasn’t and I know I should of told him but it was our last week and I wanted no drama and just enjoy ourselves. I know I promised that I would tell him if anything was to come up again and honestly I don’t know why I didn’t I guess I never really had come to terms to what really happened I guess I am still in denial.
We went into the car and drive down to the hospital for my appointment. I go into the doctors room sit myself down on the chair, biting my nails, I fold my hands within each other and look constantly at the ground as the doctor is talking to me and my mum and not really paying any attention . All the words that come out of their mouth are going in one ear and out the other.
Back at home I just want to be alone and I just want to speak to Harry and tell him everything. Instead of going back in my own house I go into the flat, pick up the box that I had left on the table. I open it and the flood gates have opened, tears were pouring down my cheeks. It is so big and bright it was an engagement ring from Harry. Now I know what he means when he said ‘think about it’. At this point I just want to say yes to him because being with him means I have comfort and I feel so safe and nothing could touch or hurt me.
I take the ring out of the box and place it on my engagement finger. I sit back on the couch with left hand in the air and stair and admire the ring that Harry has given to me. But is this a proposal or a promise ring? I honestly do not care at this point I would love to become Mrs Styles and I have thought about it but possibly in the future but from what everything that has happened lately life is definitely uncertain .

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