-Emma on-



El drove me and Rose home, after I tell them that I was pregnant. They were happy, but I, I am
scared .

How am I suppose to tell him? "Hey, well we had sex and now I'm pregnant." Of course not. This is also his fault. Does he not know what a condom is used for?




"We're here"
"Thanks."
"No problem. Good luck."
"I'll need it..."
"Bye Rose. Bye Emma."
"Bye El."




We stood outside watching her drive away from our house. Negative thoughts flood in my mind. What if he kicks me out? What if he asks me to abort? I'm 100 % against it. I could never do it.


We went inside, and Rose just gave me a look that said that she would always be there for me. I simply nodded and made my way towards Harry's office. This was it.





"Who is it?"
"It's me, Harry."
"Come in, love!"




I walked inside fear written all over my face.



"Did you get the blouse you wanted?"
"No... But I got other thing..."
"Which is?"
"First answer this. Do you love me?"
"Yes, of course I do!"
"Do you want to be a father?"
"Not now, but yes, I do."
"Shit..."
"What's wrong?"
"Harry, I'm pregnant..."
"Now?! This soon?! Is it mine?!"
"I'm not a whore! Of course it's yours! I was a virgin before that night! It hurts to know that you thought that wrong of me!"
"Love... I'm sorry... I'm just... Not ready for a baby..."
"You want to abort?!"
"Well... I..."
"Give me time. We'll talk later."
"Of course, love. Thanks for considering that as an option."
"Yes..."






I sure as hell won't abort and he lost all the respect I had of him. Did he really thought that I had sex with another man? That disgusts me.
I went to my room, got some of my clothes in suitcases, got dressed, made my make up, and called a taxi to pick me up, asking them if the driver could call me when he was near the house, to which they said yes.

I'll miss them all, I really will, but it's me and the baby, or none. He doesn't want the baby, so I'll leave. I'll start a new life in other country. Meanwhile I bought a ticket in the next flight in Heathrow.

The driver called and I headed downstairs. I was lucky nobody noticed me leaving.

The man helped me putting the bags in the tailgate. He reconaised me but didn't ask what was going on.




"Where to, miss?"
"Heathrow airport."




[...]





I was waiting for the lady in the gate to tell us when to go to the plane, when I decided to text the girls.



From: Emma
To: Rose; Kaitlyn; El; Mia; Mila


I'll miss you. Don't ask me what's going on, and don't come after me. I love you all, you're like sisters to me. Tell Harry I love him and to move on.
Love
Emma xx




The lady told us to board the plane so I turned off my phone and went inside. My new life is in Spain.




-Emma off-

Notes

Hey there!

Sorry to the ones who didn't want her pregnant. The miscarriage is still on.

This is just a bit of the drama.

Should Harry go after her or he'll let her go off his life?

Tell me what you think.

Love

Mat xx