I Only Ever Go In One Direction (Harry Styles) *FINISHED*

Fights - Chapter 33

SAMS POV

I left the hospital a week later. Still weak and in alot of freaking pain. But it was better then before. But Harry had to leave for tour the next day. Great right. I literally dragged my feet through me whole last day with him. I could tell he wanted to ask me about the baby, but he never did. We basically just sat in our flat and watched movie's all day. Curled up to his side. I could tell he was still unsure of what to do about the whole thing. I didn't know either. But i didn't bring it up, because he didn't know i had heard. I could feel how tense and unsure and most of all scared. I didn't know what he was thinking. I really didn't. I wished i did. He sighed and stood up from the couch and walked into the living room. I waited for him to come back, but he didn't. I got up, slowly, and walked into the kitchen. He was on his phone, a frown lining his face. I stopped by the end of the counter and watched him, he didn't look up. He just kept staring at his phone. I took a step froward.

"Harry..." He looked up at me. I couldn't tell what was on his face, anger, sorrow, betrayal  but it all disappeared when he saw my worried look. He smiled slightly but i could tell easily it was forced. I walked forward again and he stuck his phone in his pocket. i watched him then looked back at his face. He shook his head.

"It's nothing," He walked around me and headed back to the living room. I leaned against the counter and just stood there. I heard him sit on the couch and turn the TV back on. I walked back into the living room, but didn't sit down beside him. And he didn't look over at me, or call me over. He just sat watching the TV. I wrapped my arms around myself and stood in the doorway of the kitchen going into the living room. He looked relaxed, of course, to the un trained eye. But could tell he wasn't.

"Harry...what's going on?" I asked. My voice barely considered a whisper. He looked up at me. And sighed. I kept my arms wrapped tightly around myself, i could feel the tears in my chest trying to work their way to my eyes, but i wouldn't let them, why would i even cry, he hadn't said anything. He looked at me again and stood up and walked over to me. Looking at me.

"Sam, everything is fine, trust me," He rubbed his face and looked around the room. I knew that, he always did that when he was lying. I felt the tears try to push themselves up even more.

"Harry....tell me the truth," He looked down at me and sighed, rubbing his face again. I grabbed his hands and made him look at me.

"Harry, please, what's going on?!" He took his hands away and walked back over to the couch. I felt my heart stop. Had i done something wrong I took a step froward.

"Harry..."

"You were pregnant Sam, a month pregnant," I froze in my spot, i knew this already but it still shocked me every time. My hands fell from in front of me and i stared at him,

"W-what?" He turned to me. This time it was clear. He was angry.

"You were pregnant! did you do it with someone while i was gone on tour??" I shook my head and took a step forward.

"No, of course not.." He put his hands in the air and took some deep breathes. Shaking his head. I could still see he was angry. I took another step forward. my heart breaking. He thought i had cheated on him?

"Harry, you know me..i would never...."

"No, i don't know you, not any more!" He turned towards the door and i couldn't help it, i screamed,

"HARRY LISTEN TO ME PLEASE!" I let the tears fall now, he turned to me and i felt myself start to shake as i wrapped my arms around myself. He threw his hands into the air and looked at me,

"Im listening,"

"I would never cheat on you, you know that Harry, you know ME! why don't you believe me?" He didn't move towards me or away from me, i let the tears fall heavier, but i also felt anger. He NEVER believed me, NEVER, NOT ONCE. I glared back at him through my tears. He took a step forward and pointed at finger at me,

"Why don't you call me when you done being a little brat and feel like telling the truth to me for once! because if you didn't cheat on me, why didn't you tell me!?" I raised my hands in defeat.

"I DIDN'T KNOW!" I yelled at him.

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT BULLSHIT SAM, HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW THERE WAS A LIVING PERSON INSIDE YOU FOR A MONTH!?" He had walked closer to me now, almost right on top of me. I pushed him back and glared at him,

"I DIDN'T KNOW EVERYONE KNOWS RIGHT AWAY HARRY, I HAD NO CRAVINGS, NOTHING, I DIDN'T EVEN REALIZE I WAS LATE!" I yelled, fresh tears streaming down my face. He let out a puff of air and turned around,

"Call me when you fell like telling the truth," He started to walk out the door. I felt the tears fall down my face, sorrow taking the place of anger. The image in front of me, of him walking out the door brought back a memory of my dad. After my mom had died. Walking out of the house to go get wasted and not show up for a whole year. Him leaving me at 15 to deal with the grief myself. I took a step forward as he opened the door.

"Harry, wait," I barely whispered. He didn't hear me and kept walking. I started to walk after him, "Wait, Harry!" I said louder. I walked outside and saw him climb into his car. I ran up to it and stood in front of it, letting the tears fall even more. He turned the engine on and looked out his window at me,

"Get out of the way Sam," I wrapped my arms around myself to stop from shaking. I shook my head.

"Please... don't,.....d-don't leave me, i can't lose you again!" I said. Staring at him through the window shield. He just sat there, staring at me. I took some deep breathes and let more tears fall as i realized he was leaving. There was no way i could stop him. There was no way he was going to climb out of the car and hold me tightly and saw he was sorry and he was staying. He didn't believe me. I wiped my face.

"I don't want to be left behind again....don't leave me," I said as i moved from in front of his car and sat on the grass, pulling my knees up to my chest. Letting the tears fall even more. My hands shaking. He didn't do anything for a while. But soon i heard the engine cut and the door open. I heard his feet walk onto the grass and then he sat beside me, wrapping his arms tightly around me.

"I'm sorry Sam, i didn't realize what i was doing to you all these times, I'll never leave you, i promise, i won't hurt you like your dad, i promise, Sam, im so sorry!" I didn't look up at him, i didn't say anything, i just let him hold me tightly, his hand on my head, his lips on top of it.

"Im so sorry," He whispered again.

"Im telling the truth Harry, i didn't do it with anyone but you, and i never knew, i didn't," He sighed and i felt him nod.

"I believe you, i don't know why i didn't before but i do, we'll just have to try again huh," I looked up at him and he smiled cheekily at me, he wiped the tears from my face and kissed my forehead. I smiled and nodded.

"Yeah, we will,"