Hurt- Christina Aguilera (song to listen to while reading)
Bella's Point of View:

"Here's my question for you. Why did you really leave? Things were getting better. You were getting better. We could have been a family." He said without looking into my eyes. I never thought this day would come, why couldn't he move on?

"I wanted a better life for my daughter--"

"Our daughter." He interrupted me,

"Yes, our daughter. I was stupid, hurt and scared Harry, I didn't know what else to do. When my therapist suggested the idea, I couldn't turn it down. I really felt like i was doing the right thing at the time..." I said with tears welling in my eyes. How did I become the bad guy in this situation?

"Felt?" He asked.

"I mean I feel like it's the right thing." I corrected myself.

"You said felt, I knew it. You know what you did was wrong! How could you do this to me! Now my daughter is almost three years old and she doesn't even know me. She recognizes fucking Niall more than me! I should be the one holding her hand while she learns to walk, listening to her say her first words... I never thought you could hurt me this badly." He said coldly, still holding Mia in a tight embrace.

"I'm sorry." I finally said, between sobs falling out of my mouth. He shook his head at me and I officially felt defeated.

"Sorry doesn't make up for my lost time. I'm just glad there won't be any more of that... Anymore missing out." He growled kissing Mia on the top of her head. How this get so bad? How could I be so stupid? Everything he said was right... I messed up.

"I just--" I tried, but he cut me off again.

"You know what the worst part of this is? The fact that you've done all this to me, and I still fucking love you." He said, eyes welling and head shaking.

"What?" I blurted out. He couldn't still love me... "I've been so lost and now...Harry, it's been three years." I whispered staring at the ceiling. I couldn't do it... I couldn't look in those eyes. He would pull me right back in.



"Do you honestly think I don't know it's been three years? Three painful, miserable years without you. I tried dating, I even dated Chloe for a few weeks. I hate myself for loving you Bella, I really fucking do." He groaned. I couldn't take this, the tears just kept pouring down my face.

"I don't know what you want me to say to you." I cried finally looking up at him. He no longer had an angry face, it was a sad, baby face. The same baby face I fell in love with three years ago. "I don't want you to hate yourself anymore. You have to let me go, Harry. I'm with Niall now..."

"Please, don't say that in front of me! It makes me sick! Do you know how hard it was for me to not beat the crap out of him when you two were..... showering?" He said with disgust.

"Get used to it! I'm with Niall now Harry! You can't just come back here and say you still love me... How is that fair?" I sighed.

"And where is Niall right now? With Chloe. You're with me, and Niall is with Chloe. Don't you think the universe is telling us something right now?" He said standing up and switching couches to sit next to me.

"Harry, please don't." I whispered looking away.

"We can be a family again, Bella. I can protect you and love you more than Niall ever will. We have a connection... a daughter. Don't you want that for Mia, and for yourself? A family?" He asked me, and I wanted to throw up right then and there. Everything he was saying was so perfect, too perfect.

"It won't work out, it never does." I whispered taking Mia from his arms. "I don't need to be protected anymore, my life isn't like it used to be. My mother is dead, my father is gone and Louis is locked away." I said, and he looked away.

"Chris is here though." He said coldly.

"I know Harry. That was my mistake, but he never really did anything to hurt me, in-fact I did it all to him." I said.

"He is Louis' brother, damn it Bella!" He shouted standing up.

"There will be cameramen around 24/7, Niall and Drew work on the set, and Mia only has to come to work sometimes--"

"She is not going near Chris. Over.my.dead.body." He spat.

"I don't have a choice Harry, I can't always have a babysitter for her." I groaned, but he has a point.

"I'll watch her when you can't. She's my daughter after all, so I'm not asking for permission." He yelled.

"Fine." I sighed. "But Harry, about you still loving me... You've got to move on. It's not fair to me, and it's not fair to you, and it's not fair to Niall." I share rationally.

"It's not that easy... I'll try." He finally says, making me smile.

"So we're doing this? You're gonna be Mia's father?" I asked and he nodded his head.

"We're doing this." He smiled, and pulled me in for a hug.

"I'm really sorry." I whispered in his neck, and I felt his body tense and my breath on him.

"I know you are." He replied and pulled away.

I looked at Mia and kissed her little head. This was a lot to think about... Harry still loves me? Do i love him? No, I'm dating Niall. I love Niall... But damn. I never thought I would hear those words out of his mouth again.

"So what now?" He interrupted me from my thoughts.

"Now you get to change your first diaper." I smirked handing Mia back to him. He sniffed her bum and gave me a gross face.

"Isn't parenting great?" I laughed leading him to the bathroom.

Notes

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