Tru's P.O.V.
Feeling unbearably hot I begin to wake, trying to move away from whatever is making me burn up. Opening my eyes I realize that I am lying on my stomach with my upper body pressed securely to Harry’s chest. He has his legs entwined with mine; his left arm is keeping me pinned to him.

I don’t remember being in this position when I fell asleep. In fact Harry was spooning me, rocking me in his arms trying to lull me to sleep. It’s been 2weeks since Lily passed away. Since then Harry has this thing where I fall asleep in his arms every night, and anytime I move he moves, or if he moves he brings me with him. I don’t think there’s been a single second in bed when I’m not in his arms.

As much as I don’t want to admit it (even to myself), I don’t know what I would’ve done without him. Even Lou’s sassy ass has been helpful. Especially at night…
The first few days Tyler was a zombie. After the funeral he finally broke down. Several nights he would wake us up crying out for his mom in his sleep. I would scramble out of bed running down the hallway to his room with Harry right there with me. Tyler would cling to whichever one of us got there first. He’d cry for minutes, sometimes hours until he was too exhausted to move.

Harry and I would quietly head back to our room, where I would freeze up trying not to cry. And every time Harry would take me in his arms rocking me, stroking my hair, and murmuring in my ear until I couldn’t keep my eyes open. This was almost a nightly ritual with Tyler screaming in his sleep, and me shutting down after consoling him.

I shocked myself when I asked Harry if he wanted to move into my room, that way one of the 4 bedrooms was still unused. Tyler wanted the room at the end of the hall, but I wanted to put him in the room that was Harry’s. Tyler got the room he wanted, which happens to be closer to the front door. I wish I had told him no, but I didn’t have the heart. Now since he’s closer to the door he hears it first…

Moving slowly I try to untangle myself from Harry’s sleeping body. He tightens his grip, giving me a slight ‘hmm’ in his sleep. I try again unsuccessfully, I might add. Harry pulls me so I am now fully laying on him.

“Harry, I have to pee”. I say smiling at the curly headed man who has me pinned to his chest.

“Nooo, I’m comfortable.” He mumbles in his incredibly sexy morning voice.

“I’ll be right back.” I say trying to control my laughter.

“Nope, not doing it love.” He says shaking his head back and forth.

“Too comfortable.” He mumbles. I squirm in his arms trying to loosen his grasp. Harry grips me harder groaning at my attempts to escape.

“Baby, I’ll be right back in bed when I’m done.” Harry’s eyes shoot open; giving me a sly smile he loosens his grip.

“Baby?” he says, smiling like the cheeky monkey he is.

“Yeah?” I ask confused by his actions.

“No love, you called me baby.” His smile widened showing off his dimples and pearly white teeth.

“I did? I did.” I say wondering why he’s acting this way.

“You’ve never called me anything other than ‘Harry’ or ‘Styles’. I like it!” He says fisting my hair and kissing me deeply. Laughing I pull away; heading to the bathroom to relieve myself.

After reliving myself, brushing my teeth, my hair, and washing my face I leave the en suite bathroom to find a very smiley Harry laying on his side, head propped up by his hand, staring at me devilishly. Frozen by his gaze I watch Harry run his tongue across his top lip.

“Do you know what I want to do to you right now?” His deep voice has become raspier causing my stomach to tighten, and my mouth goes dry. Harry gets out of bed, throwing me onto his shoulder, before dropping me onto the bed and crawling between my legs.
Pushing his large erection into me through my shorts, causing me to suck in a sharp breath. Harry lifts my tank top running his fingers against my bare skin lightly.

“Tru?” Louis asks knocking softly.

“Not now Louis!” Harry yells, causing me to grin at his frustration.

I brush his curls off his forward, trying to calm him. The soft knocks are replaced by loud continuous banging.

“Truth Joy-Lynn Mac Kenna, open this motherfucking door, or I swear I will drag you out my fucking self!” Tyler yells through the door. Harry scrambles off of me, grabbing a long sleeve white tee and some shorts. Dressing quickly before I can open the door.

I see a very angry Tyler being restrained by Louis. I can feel his rage rolling off of him in waves.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” He screams. I look to Louis for some form of explanation.

“You have visitors.” Raising my eyebrow Louis continues to explain. “McAllister and that hulk looking guy are here.” Louis says quietly. Nodding I look at Tyler debating on what to do.

“Tyler, if you’re going to be joining us I need you to control yourself. I promise once they leave we will deal with this. Right now I need you to be calm.” Tyler nods, eyes still raging.

“Captain Mac Kenna?” McAllister says. Standing at attention I salute him, giving Linc a slight nod.

“Captain, I know you have had a lot to deal with recently, but I have orders for you.” He hands me my orders as Tyler scoffs. I turn to scold him, but I catch Harry nudging him with his elbow, giving Tyler a hard look and shaking his ‘no’.

Reading over my orders I notice that my team and I will be deployed for 6 weeks, Tyler’s graduation is in 5 weeks. FUCK!

“One more thing Captain, Lieutenant West will be joining your team for this operation, and from here on out. Your flight leaves in 2 days at 0800 hours.” McAllister said before both he and Linc left.

“How long this time?” Tyler snarls. Smiling sadly at him I answer, “Six weeks.”

“Six weeks? I graduate in five, but of course you are going to miss it.” He yells starting to walk away.

“Tyler wait! I’ll try and get a pass for your graduation.” Tyler shakes his head clinching his fists as Louis and Harry look between the two of us.

“No, it doesn’t matter. Just forget it; you do this every fucking time!” He screams again trying to leave the room. I’m on my feet in a second trying to stop him. I need to know what’s wrong.

“Tyler stop, talk to me. I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what’s wrong. What do I do every time?”

“You leave, you run away. Every time something happens that forces you to feel, you run away from it. You did the same fucking thing when you called off your wedding.”

“Tyler! Now is not the time for this conversation.” I yell indicating to Harry and Louis.

“No bullshit! We’re talking about this now!” Tyler’s chest is heaving up and down as he entire body shakes from the rage coursing through him.

“Do you fucking feel anything? Do you even fucking care about anything?” He yells moving closer to me, causing Thor to stand between us growling and baring his teeth at Tyler.

“Thor, relax!” Thor moves to the other side of the living room eyeing Tyler before lying down.
I stand there quietly letting Tyler get out his rage so I can get to the bottom of this. Harry moves to put his arm around my shoulders. Shaking my head ‘no’ I step away from him waiting for Tyler to continue.

“You are the only family I have left! And instead of feeling something, you run away into an active kill zone! What the fuck am I supposed to do if I lose you too?” Tyler lets out a harsh breath before I reply.

“Tyler that’s not fair! I don’t have a choice.” Tyler cuts me off before I can finish.

“Bullshit Tru! That’s Fucking bullshit! You did the same fucking thing when you called off your wedding. The day of your wedding you show at our door. It took mom 5 of the 8 weeks you were at our house for even half an explanation on why! I bet Niall doesn’t know. And you tell him everything!”

As if Tyler conjured him, Niall walks through the door.
“What don’t I know?” He asks amused. Niall looks around quickly taking in the sight of Tyler and I fuming, and Harry and Louis looking lost. I chance a look at Harry and I can see either pain or sadness in his eyes.

“Tyler, calm down mate. Please?” Harry asks.

“No! Tru did Harry know you were engaged to Nick, prior to this?” He snarls I shake my head slightly trying to breathe deeply and calm my raging temper. I know Tyler’s grieving, but I don’t know how much more I can take.

“Tell me what Nick did so wrong that you cancelled your wedding! Did you not feel anything for him? Ha, of course not, you don’t feel a fucking thing! You push everyone away before they can get too close! Harry this is what you have to look forward too!” Harry looks at me pain evident in his eyes. The look alone was enough to push me over the edge.

“Everyone sit down and listen!” I scream I watch as all the guys quickly sit down before continuing, taking a deep breath I continue.

“Tyler I know you hurt, sad, and angry. That’s fine! You need me to be your emotional punching bag? That’s fine too. I’ll tell you what happened. If it’ll lessen your pain I’ll tell you everything you want to know.” Wondering where to start I run my hands through my hair.

“I’ll start here; the day before the wedding I had this awful headache. Honor was at the house with Nick and I getting the last things packed for the honeymoon. Nick handed Honor these ‘pills’ which in turn she gave to me. Saying that they would help the headache. Trusting them I took both pills they handed me, but we’ll get back to that.” Struggling to breath I continue voice cracking randomly.

“Nick was cheating on me. Every time I was deployed he was shacking up with some other girl! Nick didn’t want to get married so quickly. He wanted to extend the engagement till I was no longer enlisted, but I was 12 weeks pregnant. Knowing that dad would have a fit we decided to rush it along. That’s why I was on a leave of absence, because I was pregnant.” Tyler interrupts me before I can continue.

“Tru, I’m sorry. You don’t need to say anymore.” He says sadly.

“No, you wanted to know if I could feel. You wanted to see me bleed. You wanted to know if I could break! So now you’re going to sit there and watch the pieces fall!”

“Tru, please I’m sorry.” He pleas.

“Tyler shut the fuck up! I mean it, you wanted to know; you wanted to make sure everyone here knew, so I’m giving you what you want.”

“Baby, please stop. You’re just hurting yourself more.” Harry says as I allow him to pull me in his arms.

“No you need to hear this. Then decide if you still want to call me ‘baby’.”

“Do you know what misoprostol is?” I ask as Harry squeezes me harder. Tyler shakes his head no.

“It’s a pill that induces a medication abortion. You take two pills several hours apart. They only work correctly if your under 8 weeks pregnant. Remember the ‘headache medicine’, well that’s what they handed me, misoprostol. They were the only 2 people that knew I was pregnant! I didn’t fucking know that’s what they gave me! They swore it wouldn’t hurt the baby.”
I feel the tears falling down my face, as Harry holds me tighter tracing random shapes on my arms.

“I was too far along for the pills to work their intended way. I end up in the hospital nearly passing out from the pain. The DR. told me what was going on, and there was no chance for the baby to survive. As soon as he told me that it was from the pills I knew instantly that my sister had helped my fiancée kill our growing baby. So while I laid screaming and crying in the hospital with our baby dying inside of me, Nick was at home fucking Honor. The entire time he was fucking my sister. If that wasn’t enough due to the procedure they had to perform there is a 75% chance that I won’t be able to get pregnant again! That’s why I was at your house for 8 weeks; I wasn’t medically cleared for duty! I couldn’t run away fast enough!”

My body shaking from the sobs, I notice that Niall looks furious, Tyler looks ashamed and angry, Lou shell shocked, and Harry is shaking while holding me.

“Are you happy now? I reacted. I felt something! Was that enough pain for you, enough blood?” I ask my tears making it difficult to talk.

“Tru, I’m so sorry. I don't know what to say.” Tyler says as a tear rolls down his face.

“It’s fine. Just please no more talking, no more apologies. I can’t take any more of this. Please?” I beg through my tears.

Pulling away from Harry I start walking away, “I’m going to run some.”

“Baby, I don’t think you should leave this upset.” Harry says softly.

“I’m going to the basement on the treadmill. Please just let me be alone for a while. Please?” I say heading downstairs slamming the door behind me…

Notes

Ok I know it's a little long, but there was a lot to cover in one chapter. So we found out what Tru was so upset with Honor and Nick. So Tru just opened up about her past... Did you guys catch what she to Harry, about him calling her baby? I want some feedback. Tell me what you think! Even if you think the chapter is crappy!
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P.S. I'm thinking that the next chapter covers some of this from Harry's p.o.v.! Let me know if you want to see that!