Complicated Freak ✓ h.s

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welp. Harry is now the hated one again lmao.

"No, you don't get to say that and think you're going to be forgiven" I yanked his hand away from my face. "Addy" He started and I shook my head "No, Harry. I'm not some fucking object. You told me about how Jason would brag about being with me and here you go do the very same thing" I yelled, hating myself for the tears that streamed down my cheeks. "Don't you dare compare me to him" Harry warned and I scowled "You're both the same. There's not much of a comparison. Tell me, am I some object that everyone wants to fuck? What's so good about me, huh?" I started punching at his chest again "Do you know how disgusted I felt when I heard you speak about me that way? I thought that you'd never do anything to hurt my feelings but I guess I was wrong" Harry kept quiet, taking every punch I threw at him "I might as well have gone in there, stripped naked and let every one of those boys have their way with me because that's what they want, right? You said it yourself that the boys used to share girls amongst themselves so maybe I should have done that to make everyone's lives easier" I spat and Harry's eyes flared, his jaw locked as his lips pressed into a thin line causing me to take a step back.

"Did you know that someone passed a rumor around that I slept with you, Dylan and Corbin in that ski trip?" My voice choked and I took in a deep breath, feeling my chest start to tighten "The entire campus labeled me as a fucking whore, Harry, and I thought that I could come to you, for support, for security after this day ended and we'd just stay home with no worries about the outside world" I tugged on my hair with frustration at myself and I looked up to him, finding his face morphed into grimace, hands fisted at his sides. I let out a deep sigh, my voice now softer "Did you love me when you were saying all of those things?" I crossed my arms against my chest "Of course, I did. I still do" He replied immediately "Then what else will you do?" I snickered and grabbed his car keys that lied on his duffle bag "Good luck getting home, asshole" I patted his cheek and walked away hastily, reaching the parking lot with Harry's thumping footsteps behind me. I got into the driver's seat, glared at him through the windscreen and drove off, hearing the tires skid across the ground.

Tears had blurred my vision but I somehow made my way through traffic, I used the sleeve of my hoodie to wipe my cheeks and eyes as I drove. I stopped at a red light, grabbed a tissue from my bag and cleaned up the rest of my face. I willed myself to not cry further, I pressed onto the accelerator as the light changed and I sped my way home - more like to Harry's apartment. Minutes later, a scream left my lips when the driver's side door caved in from the force of another vehicle colliding with it, the handle pushed against my ribs and my head was propelled towards the glass window. My arms flew above my head, placed against the roof as the car toppled over, leaving me hanging upside down with the seat belt being my only support. Blood trickled down the side of my face as I turned my head to the side "Harry?" I muttered when I noticed a pair of brown boots approach me, but the last thing I remember seeing was the blinding headlights of the other vehicle before I fell unconscious.

My ears were clogged, making me feel as if I was underwater, I tried to move my legs but they were numb almost like my body was trapped beneath a cement boulder. "You really like her, don't you?" I heard a muffled voice, failing to pinpoint its owner, my senses now cleared as I came to consciousness "I do, I love her but I was so stupid that I fucked everything up, Lou" Harry spoke, bitterness in his voice. I could feel Harry's hand over mine but I couldn't seem to open my eyes, almost as if my eyelids were glued together, they felt heavy and bruised. "She's in this condition because of me" He went on and I frowned, wondering what he meant "Give her some time and she'll come around because I know for a fact that she loves you too, just as much as you love her" Louis said "Anyway, I better get going, I have errands to run. Don't do anything else to fuck up your only chance at happiness" He added in a warning tone before I heard the faint sound of footsteps retreating.

Where am I? Why does my body hurt so much? Am I in a coma? Why can't I wake up? Multiple questions ran through my mind, still hazy and aching from the excruciating pain that flared through my every nerve. I tried to move my hands and I implored at my eyes to open but my struggle went unheard. I could feel but I couldn't act. Harry's hand was warm against mine, his fingers wrapped with my own as he lifted my hand before the touch of his lips were felt to the back of my palm. I wanted to pull my hand away from his but I couldn't, it was like my motor skills failed me, I had forgotten how to make my limbs move. I started to feel drowsy again which made me wonder if I was injected with something. My mind fell into an abyss, leaving me in the dark and I drifted off to sleep once more but with hope that when I wake next, I'll be able to make sense of my surroundings.

Eureka! I exclaimed to myself as my eyes began moving under the lids. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of my body once I came into consciousness again, I opened my eyes slowly and was met with an overhead bright fluorescent light, I frowned knowing that I don't have one in my room. I turned my head from left to right and realization dawned upon me, I remembered the accident and I flinched feeling my body flare up in pain. I lifted my head carefully and noted that I had a bandage wrapped around my forehead, my right arm was in a protective cast. The sound of soft snores broke my exploration and I turned my head again, finding Harry asleep, his hand still held mine as his cheek rested on our joined hands. He had been sitting on the chair beside the hospital bed, leaning forward on the mattress, his back is going to ache if he doesn't wake up soon. I tried pulling my hand out from under his, carefully but slowly so to not disturb him, however, that didn't last.

"Addy? You're awake" He sprung up, speaking in relief and then I took note of his bloodshot eyes - he was crying? Harry's cheeks were blotchy and his eyes looked swollen. I nodded and shuffled on the bed so I could sit up when Harry's arms wrapped around me, helping me up as he adjusted the pillow behind me. I let him, being too weak to fight against him "Here" He placed a glass of water in front of me with a straw in it. I nodded again and drank the water, quenching my thirst, my tongue no longer felt thick and dry. "How are you feeling? Any pain? Should I call the nurse to administer you more morphine? Are you hungry? What am I saying, of course you're hungry" I placed my hand to Harry's, stopping his ramble "I'm fine, just a little sore and I'm not hungry" I answered his questions with a sigh and he nodded calmly. "What happened?" I asked after a while of silence "I fucked up, I caused this entire accident" He muttered "No, that's not what I mean" I shook my head, gasping softly at the sight of tears in his eyes.

I was dumbfounded, I didn't know how to react as Harry went on, cursing himself for the accident. I watched him pace the room, tugging onto his hair before he took a seat on the chair next to the bed again "I know that no amount of apologies is going to fix the problem or get you to forgive me and I know that I broke your trust but I am so very sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen. I realized that saying what I said was completely stupid and childish because it caused me to lose someone so important to me." He ended off, pinching his bottom lip with his fingers and his knee bounced out of nervousness. I sighed, "What you did broke my heart, Harry and I-" The sound of the door opening cut me off and a nurse walked in, a smile on her face as she took note of my conscious self "Great, you're awake. How are you feeling?" I passed her a small smile "Just a little sore" She nodded and did her check up of my vitals "The rest of the morphine will wear off soon and if you're still aching after, just press the button and we'll give you more"

I nodded and she continued "Also, I'm sorry for your loss, especially in the first month,
I can't imagine what you're going through right now" I frowned "Huh?" I glanced over at Harry to find a panicked look on his face as a single tear fell down his cheek "Oh," She looked at Harry then at me before fumbling as she walked out the room "Harry, what did she mean?" I asked and he faced down, twisting his rings around his fingers as he took in a deep breath, his eyes meeting mine "You were two and a half weeks pregnant when they brought you in from the accident, they tried everything the could to save the both of you but because of your internal bleeding, the baby didn't survive" Harry answered and I heard the distant sound of thunder crashing as his words sunk into my brain. I was pregnant?