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It was now a few days later as Harry laid in the hospital bed still healing from the birth. He had told Louis he was feeling okay but Louis insisted he stayed a little longer just in case, for him and the babies sake.

They haven't even opened presents yet seeing as everything happened so fast. Louis even made sure Lottie waited as well, wanting everyone to be there.

Right now Harry was alone again seeing as everyone left to Charlotte's house, including Darcy.

Louis was home cleaning up after staying with Harry the whole time, the young man told him to go home and stop taking his showers at the hospital and that he'll be okay alone.

He lied.

Harry wasn't comfortable being alone, even with the baby being with him, it wasn't the same.

It was too quiet, he was used to Darcy's screams and Louis' laughter or snores late at night but right now it was just silence. Louis put him in a private room so he didn't even have a stranger to talk to.

He sighs needing something to do, before he knew it he was logged into his Instagram, scrolling through the feed. He laughs at a few quietly and likes old things before landing on one from Gemma.

It was a picture of her Christmas tree with one gift underneath with the caption: "Still waiting for you. Merry Christmas.." It was posted Christmas day.

The comments were filled with mixed emotions.

"Stop waiting on him- 💔"

"If he wanted it he'd be in your life but Happy Xmas! 😂"

Harry rolled his eyes as he continued to read. Half of them probably don't even know why she posted it.

"You'll see him soon. Just pray. 🙏 Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas. Sorry he didn't show. 🥺"

"Merry Christmas, beautiful tree. 🎄"

"💙💙" He read was from his dad, probably trying to make her feel better in his own horrible way.

Harry chuckles sadly as tears built up in his eyes as he clicked her account to scroll through her posts. After a few filled with her friends he comes to a old photo of them.

"I miss you, brother, and when I feel weak, I know a part of me is far away. Please brother, can you come back soon?"

Harry sits up as he cries a little harder than before, he wipes his tears with his sleeve. He never thought she'd miss him so much.

He scrolls more coming to another post meant for him.

"Dear brother, I miss you and your absence has left me really lonely. I now cherish the moment we spent together. I know we do fight, but right now, I will make peace with you so you can be around always. Please, brother, be good wherever you are."

Harry felt horrible for leaving her and not answering any of her texts when Louis got his phone back on but he didn't want her to talk him into coming back.

He just couldn't.

He was finally somewhat happy and content.

He thought for a while before deciding to clear his entire page and leaving a new post showing the world his new start before logging back out.

He didn't want to read everyone's phoney "congratulations" comments. (Post at Top)

Gemma would understand it was for her.

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Hours later he's woke up by a nurse, "It's feeding time," he says quietly while he holds the baby, rocking lightly to soothe him while Harry sits up.

He hands over Edward and a fresh bottle before opening the curtains, letting natural light in.

"Also you have a visitor. I never seen her here the past few days so I told her she'd have to wait, should I send her in?"

"Um... Is she older or younger?" Harry asked feeling anxious at the news. He didn't want his mother to show up.

"A young lady. I'm assuming you're related she knew a lot about you." He chuckles, remembering how she explained weird things only someone close to him would know.

"Okay yeah send her in."

"On it." The nurse leaves and moments later Gemma enters with a flowers, balloons and basket filled with baby things.

"Hi, baby bro." She says placing the basket on the bed and moves around the bed to see the baby.

"Hi Gem. So you saw?"

"Of course I did. I woke up to the notification and cried... scared the shit out of my boyfriend."

Harry chuckles, looking at her but she wouldn't look at him. "How'd you know to come?"

"You wouldn't have tagged it if you didn't want me to... How are you?"

"I'm alright, you?"

"I'm fine... Happy about this little guy tho-"

"Will you look at me?" He says with a slight pout. He didn't want her to be mad at him.

"Why the name Edward? Just Gem would've been perfect." She smiles, adjusting Edward's hat.

"Gemma..."

"Harry... Just let me enjoy this, okay?"

"O-Okay... Want to feed him?" Harry turns slightly and holds Edward out, Gemma takes him carefully before moving to sit in the chair placed beside the bed.

"Thank you.."

"You're welcome um I'm sorry I didn't reach out.." He tries but again she dodges the conversation.

"Don't.." She says.

"So he's Joey's baby? Yes, I know about him.."

"I um no.. Um I don't know who's it is and really don't want to know..." He looks out the window trying to keep his mind from going to a dark place, especially when someone he's close to is around.

"What do you mean? Why not?"

"Gemma..."

She looks at him for the first time, seeing the sorrow and pained expression.

"Talk to me.." She says softly and rests her hand on his, he looks at her as tears fell from his eyes.

"I uh.. I didn't want it.." Harry looks away, wiping away his tears. "He just grabbed me and-"

"Stop. You don't have to say anymore." Gemma quickly says. After finishing feeding, she gets up and places Edward back in the baby crib before getting in bed with Harry.

She wraps her arms around him tight and he buried his face in her chest as he sobbed.

Gemma understood right away with just those words and knew it must be extremely hard to talk about, or even think about so she stopped him. She felt horrible for not finding him sooner after he left that night.

She figured he was better now though, physically at least, seeing how youthful and healthy he looked when she walked in and not so distressed as before.

Harry let himself actually cry that morning, cry from the pain of that night instead of hiding it from himself and the world.

Sure he told Louis but it was different, Gemma's different.

He fell asleep in her arms a few hours later with the last bit of heavy feeling on his heart finally lifted.

He didn't seem to be held down with worry or guilt anymore because Gemma knew everything and didn't leave or push him away in disgust.

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