Harry’s POV
What the Fuck, I walk in my apartment tonight to find Katie not there, when she told me she would be, and a letter on top of her bag confirming her abortion was successful.

ABORTION? She was pregnant? Why didn’t she tell me? Was it Jacks? When was she pregnant? So many questions were running through my head right now.

What had I done to make her not tell me the truth.

I re-read the letter just to make sure it was for her and it was, addressed to Miss Katie Amelia Foster.

Katie’s POV

I walked into Starbucks to grab a quick coffee, after work. Considering I haven’t told you yet, I work at Vogue magazine.

Its not a huge job and I don’t write articles, but I am assistant to the Chief editor, and needless to say I am pretty chuffed with my job, I never would have dreamed I would be working at Vogue.

Today was a really tough day at work because, because we had to get the Summer edition ready for release and the deadline was only a few days away and a rather large bug had been going around so a lot of columnists and writers were off sick so, getting most of the articles put together was tough, I got my coffee and walked out of Starbucks, I made my way to my car and got in, turned on the ignition and drove to Harry’s.

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'Hey.' I said, walking into Harry's He was sat on the sofa with an angry expression on his face and his head in his hands.

'There's a letter in your room for you, you clearly couldn't trust me enough to tell me.' He shook his head. What was he talking about, was it the letter, did he see it, then I remembered that I had left on my bag, he must have accidentally came across it.

'What letter?' I asked, I needed to make sure it was the one from the clinic. Harry rose from his seat and walked into the kitchen, me following behind him.

'What fucking letter? What is wrong with you Kate, you get pregnant, don't tell me, get a fucking abortion and then say what letter?' he yelled raising his hands above his head, he slid his fingers through his hair, then rubbed the sides of his face.

'I only didn't tell you because you would have made me keep it, and I don't want a baby…' I yelled.

'Thats not true, anyway I bet there was another reason.' he hissed, 'What would that be.' I snapped.

'You thought I would leave you didn't you.' he yelled. 'Fuck off Harry, why would you even say that, why are you being so uptight about it.'

I replied, he banged the counter and yelled.

'Uptight, you fucking lied to me, you were pregnant, and you thought I would leave you so you got rid of the baby, all you had to do was tell me, I would have looked after you and stood by your decision, but no, you clearly don't fucking trust me.' he yelled, he closed his eyes then he opened them again, this time they were filled with tears.

'I'm sorry, Harry, I was just scared.' I cried. He got up and walked towards his bedroom door.
'Don't walk away from me Harry, its not like you've never lied, I bet there have been way more girls you've been with than you've claimed there to have been.' I yelled.

At this point he turned on his heel and looked at me.

Harry’s POV

'What?' I yelled. 'Just to let you know, I have only had two actual girlfriends since being put in 1D, you and Taylor, so you can shut the fuck up!' I yelled.

Kate was taken aback, ‘Oh come on Harry, don’t lie, you fuck a girl whenever you get the chance, go on who was the last girl you fucked?’ I shrugged my shoulders.

'Surely you know her name.' she added. 'Um, it was um…' I replied, 'Spit it out.' she spat.
'Emma, ok, I was with Emma.' Her mouth opened in shock.

'My best friend, was this while we were together?' she asked. 'Just before.' I replied.
'And by before do you mean, before we kissed or not?' I looked down at the ground. 'The day after we kissed.' I replied.

'You mean to say that before Jack told me he was leaving at the restaurant you go and fuck my best friend, how could you be such a dick, I trusted you.' And with that I cracked, I couldn't take it anymore.

'Says the fucking slut that got herself pregnant.' I retaliated.

'Its over Harry, were over, I never thought you'd be the person to say that, fuck you, you know what, I'll call Emma, maybe you should fuck her.'

Kate shoved past me, walking straight to my bedroom, she walked into the wardrobe and pulled all her clothes off the rails and into her bag, but for some reason, I didn’t stop her, I didn’t speak, I just stood in the doorway and watched her cry whilst she put her things into her duffle bag, she pushed past me and went into the bathroom,gathered all her stuff up and then walked through to the living room.

She stood still in her tracks, placed her bags on the floor and reached up to her neck. I watched as she unhooked the necklace I had given her, tears began to stream down my face, and nothing I could do or say would make her stay, she was leaving, possibly forever.

She held onto the necklace and then slid it along the floor, in my direction so it hit my foot.

Then she left my apartment.

I knelled down on the floor and clutched the necklace I had given her in my hand, I kissed it softly and put it in my pocket.

What the fuck was wrong with me.

Katie’s POV.

I cried all the way home, and when I say home I mean Bristol , I decided to drive but it was taking longer than I thought.

My mum opened the door and I hugged her and cried into her shoulder, she didn’t know that I was coming because I hadn’t told her, so when she saw me crying at her doorstep she was shocked.

'Kate what's wrong?' she asked. She squeezed me and patted my head, 'Harry?' she asked, I nodded and sobbed into her neck.

We hugged for a while longer until I calmed down and then she took me inside and sat me down on the sofa.

'Spill.' she said. She knew by the way I was crying that we had had a huge argument about something and she definitely knew I had been hiding something from him.

Harry’s POV
'You, did WHAT?' Louis said down the phone. I explained our whole argument, almost word for word.

'I didn't mean to. We weren't even together, how was what I did so bad, she was pregnant and didn't tell me.' I sobbed.

'Listen, Harry, she'll come back, you two are made for each other ' Louis said.
'And if she doesn't?' I asked. 'It wasn't meant to be, besides we have the tour to take your mind off things.' he replied.

'Ok, I'll see you soon, Lou. I dunno when but, I'll see you soon, I just need time to think.' I said.
'Bye Harry, look after yourself mate.' I put the phone down.

What is wrong with you Harry? I asked myself, Kate was the best thing that ever happened to you and you push her away, you should have listened to why she didn’t want the baby, and not yell at her.

And you most definitely should not have slept with her best friend!

I got up off the sofa and made my way over to the kitchen, I opened one of the cupboards and got out some beer and a bottle of vodka.

I needed the pain to go away, and I figured that at the moment this was the only way I could succeed

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