Harry POV

Pregnant. Pregnant. Pregnant. She said pregnant right?

“We only made love once.”

“Once is good enough apparently.”

My lips curled upward.

“Why are you smiling at me?” She obviously didn’t feel the same way I did.

“You’re pregnant. We’re pregnant! This was what we wanted remember? You said so yourself at the hospital!”

I got up to hug her but Riley pushed me away.

“No, no it’s not what I want. I only said that shit because I saw how you acted, the emotion in your eyes, you put me under a God damn spell and I was just caught up in the moment.”

“So no you don’t want to have my baby?”

“No Harry I don’t, I can’t! I’m eighteen and I’m leaving soon and, and…”

“Yes you can. This must be a sign for you to stay with me.”

“No it’s not Harry. It just proves how stupid and immature we were to have sex in the first place.”

“It wasn’t just sex for me. I made love to you. You were the first girl I ever made love to, and the last girl.” She plopped her ass down to the floor huffing and puffing. I rolled my eyes and sat on the floor with her. “Hormones?”

“Yeah. I’m cranky, hungry, ill, and horny all the time.”

“I can fix the last one. If you let me.”

She looked up at me for a quick moment and looked back down playing with her fingers. I took her chin in my hands tilting her head up to me, “It’s okay if you want to go. Everyone wants you to stay. I want you to stay more than I’ve ever wanted in my life. But that’s what I want and I could see why it might not be what you want. So I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. But if going is really and I mean really what you want then you’d let me do this okay?”

Riley nodded her head. I wrapped my hand around her neck pulling her into me, foreheads resting against each others.

“I love you Riley Elizabeth Shawn.”

“I love you Harry Edward Styles.”

We stood up together, removing one another’s clothing. Within a few seconds we were both completely undressed. We moved to her bed. I sat back on my haunches looking down on my beautiful Riley. She never fails to stir my blood. She’s such a beautiful woman, tall, slender, and long-limbed; and her tan skin always has the special glow to it.

Starring back at me, Riley has that intensity in her luminous eyes, twin reflections of my own filled with mounting desire. She’s lifting her arms out to me. I stretched myself out on to her, fitting perfectly.

“I want you,” she whispered against my neck, her long, tapering fingers went up into my hair stroking it. The feeling of her brushing my hair makes my body tingle all over. I wanted her as much as she wants me, I can tell, but I also want to prolong our lovemaking. Sometimes it can be too quick. I, can be too quick. Tonight I need to make this special, I need to savour her, pleasure her, before I take in my own pleasure with her.

So I began to kiss her everywhere, very slowly, languorously.

Riley POV

As he began to caress my breast I moved my hands down and over his broad back, settle on his bum. He took his hand smoothing it against my leg, slipping in between my thighs; my sighs escaped from my lips at a quicker pace. The sighs increased when Harry finally touched the damp, warm welcoming place between my legs. I arched my body and fell backing moaning as he pumped his fingers in and out of me slowly.

I could tell Harry could no longer contain himself, and I couldn’t contain my hunger for him either. He parted my legs and entered me swiftly not being able to resist anymore.

I began to move frantically against Harry. My hands tightly gripping his shoulders, my whole body radiating heat and desire for him that I never knew could be possible. I was excited beyond endurance, I felt every fiber of myself exploding as Harry tumbled into my warmth ecstatically.

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It’s my last night. Ever. I’m with Harry. He thought it would be a good idea to hang with the gang the whole week and have the last day with him. We haven’t done anything special or exciting yet. I mean we can’t go shopping. A dead girl doesn’t need new clothes or a mani/pedi. All we have done so far is eat all my favorite foods, watch movies and played Candy Land.

I’m going through with my original plan because Christine needs to see life and I just can’t handle the fact that I’m pregnant and that I could save someone that no one else can.

Right now we’re on the roof laying on comfy blankets and pillows that Harry put together, counting stars, talking about how I’m going to become a star after tomorrow.

“Promise me, you won’t forget our laughs, our jokes, our smiles, our conversations, our plans, our tears, our memories, our experiences, our love.”

“Riley,” he sighed. “Just let me hold you.”

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Harry POV

Riley and I are walking hand in hand together to the surgical room. Her hand is cutting off my circulation but I don’t mind. The doctor opens the door for Riley to go in. I try and follow but the surgeon wont let me.

“I’m sorry Harry but only doctors, nurses and the patients can enter through the doors.”

“Oh um, yeah okay.” I looked at Riley who has tears brimming her eyes.

“Well, um, Harry good…”

“Please don’t say goodbye! Never say goodbye, because saying goodbye means going away and going away means forgetting.”

“Harry I won’t forget. How could I forget everything that has happened?”

“Just don’t okay?”

“Okay. Can you make me a promise?”

“Anything.”

“Take care of Juliet. And please, please, please, find a girl and live a happy life with her. Find someone who loves you back just as much as I do. A girl who can help forget the gang life you have. I want to look down on you and see that big dimple winning smile you have,” she said poking my cheek where my dimple would be.

“I can take care of Juliet just fine but Riley, I can’t promise you the rest.”

“Yes you can and yes you will!”

I stood there in silence until the doctor interrupted us.

“Excuse me Riley but it’s time to come with me.”

“I love you Harry so much. I will never forget you.”

“I love you too baby girl.” I grabbed her hard, embracing her in a hug. I wanted to pick her up and runaway with her, making sure she’d never go through with this. But if this is what she really wants, if it what makes her happy then in some twisted way it makes me happy. I will always and forever love Riley Elizabeth Shawn. My heart only beats for hers.

The doctor escorts Riley to her room where he'll put her under.

Ten minutes have past by and the doctor comes back out to find me.

"She's asleep. You can come back with me Harry. I'm sorry all of this has to happen."

"Yeah me too."

The nurses in the room exist when I walk in where my girl is. It's heartbreaking to see the one you love look so lifeless even when she's clearly alive. The hospital gown really doesn't help but she still looks gorgeous as ever.

I take her hand in mine.

"I hope one day you give your heart to someone and they will hold it tight as if it's their own. I hope one day you wake up and have something or someone to live for. I hope one day you can go to bed smiling without a worry in the world. I hope one day the battle is over and you've won. I hope one day you meet someone who makes you realize how beautiful you truly are."

I notice I'm crying. The tears are sliding down my cheeks and are falling down onto Riley's gown.

“You know that place between sleep and awake? That place where you still remember dreaming? That’s where I’ll always love you. That’s where I’ll be waiting. I hope you live life to the fullest Riley Elizabeth Shawn. I can not wait, to look down on you with our little bundle of joy. I love you.”

I walk out into the waiting room where the surgeons are waiting.

"I'm ready."

Notes

I may or may not have cried writing this...