twenty-nine: baby shopping

"What about these? They're all matchey and shit." Harry says, holding up yet another pair newborn onesies. We'd been in the baby store for nearly an hour and so far Harry and I had agreed on nothing. Harry was grabbing pretty much everything in sight while I on the other hand was stuck in my own head again. This was supposed to be a good day, I knew that... but I couldn't seem to shake that feeling in my stomach. 

"If you like them, get them." I manage to say, realizing that Harry was waiting for an answer. Harry lets out a sigh, putting the onesies back on the shelf before crossing his arms over his chest. 

"Are you okay? You seem off." Harry asks.

"I'm fine, I swear... Just tired is all. Long night, couldn't get comfortable." 

"As believable as that is, I really don't think that's what's wrong. C'mon, Princess... You can tell me anything." Harry says, taking a step towards me. I almost flinch when he places his hands on my hips, not really wanting him to touch me in that moment. 

"It's nothing, Harry." I whisper, reaching to take his hands off me only to stop when I see a familiar face walking towards us. I feel my breath catch in my throat and Harry turns around in confusion as he notices the look on my face. His grip on me gets tighter and for a moment all I can hear is the sound of heels clicking against the floor. It was something I would never forget and I'm pretty sure Harry wouldn't either. 

I looked at the door as it chimed, something that usually didn't happen after closing unless it was myself or Louis coming to visit. The first thing I noticed was her hair, the fiery red color sticking out despite the dim lighting of the bar. She walks in with confidence and something just told me she would raise hell if she needed to. 

"Sorry mate, we're closed." Liam says, not bothering to turn around. The woman stops walking, standing by my spot at the bar. She doesn't seem to notice that I'm even there, her eyes on Liam only. 

"That's okay, I'm here to see Harry."  Her voice was as eloquent as she was and Liam goes rigid. He turns around and gives her a look I thought he only reserved for the rowdy patrons of the bar. 

"Well he isn't here, Rosaline. So I suggest you leave before I make you leave." Liam's voice is just as cold as his glare but she doesn't flinch, in fact she rolls his eyes at him.

"Fine. Tell him I stopped by and that he still needs to sign the papers if he wants his ring back." And that catches my attention, my heart pretty much dropping to the floor because all I could think is that Harry was married... Just like Jamie. 

Harry moves in front of me, clearly shielding me from Rose as she stops walking towards us. She's got that same confident look she had the first time I ever saw her and I still found it just as intimidating. 

"Harry, it is so good to see you! You must be here getting stuff for Gemma's baby shower too!" Her voice is so goddamn perky and the sound makes me flinch into Harry's back. I was expecting him to get angry, much like he had every time that we had ran into Rose, but he doesn't. 

He's civil.

"Yeah, that is exactly why we're here. I didn't realize you were invited." Harry says, his voice holding a pleasant tone to it and it throws me off completely. 

"Your mother invited my mother, so naturally I was invited as well. Do you think Gemma will like this?" Rose asks, holding up an obnoxiously colored orange baby dress that was pretty much the exact same shade as her hair. I couldn't help the snort that I give when I see it and I was more than a little taken aback when Harry turns around to give me a look. I'm sure to return it with a look of my own, crossing my arms over my chest before rolling my eyes. 

"I'm going to wait at the car, you two have fun." I found myself saying, wanting to be anywhere but here in that moment. Harry doesn't make any move to stop me, going right back to talking to Rose like they were the best of friends... I don't even wait till I'm outside before I'm pulling out my phone and calling Zayn. He picks up after two rings and I let out a choked sob at his voice. 

"Ni? You okay?" Zayn asks, concern more than evident in his voice. 

"No, I'm not okay... Can... Do you think you can come get me? I can't... I can't be here." I manage to get out, gasping a little for air as I tried my hardest to fight back tears.

"Well, I'm in Manchester today... Can't you call Lou? He's pro-" 

"I'm in Manchester, Zee. In-In front of the baby shop. H-Harry... I... I just need to get out. Please?" 

"Okay, yeah... I'll be there in like ten minutes, stay where you are." Zayn says and I hear him start up the engine of his car. I glance back at the door to the baby shop, wondering if Harry's going to come out... but he's nowhere in sight. 

"You were right." I whisper after a moment, looking away from the door. 

"About what?" Zayn asks, his voice a little distant. 

"I'm done with city boys." 

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ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuck

it's been four days. 

i haven't updated anything for four days. I'VE BEEN TRYING, BUT LIKE IDK WHAT WAS GOING ON BUT I JUST HAD NO INSPIRATION. also, i wanted drama and couldn't figure out the best way to do it.... so yeah. 

harry's fucking up cause of rose AGAIN

goddamn, that hoe needs to go. 

lol, maybe later. 

qotc: shit man, DO YOU GUYS THINK IT'S POSSIBLE THAT HARRY IS CHEATING ON NIALL?

dedication goes to imzadinot

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