What am I going to do with you? (Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 24- Last First Kiss!!

Georgia's P.O.V.

That afternoon, Harry and I went sight-seeing. We climbed the beautiful Eiffel Tower and jut roamed the city of love. We were now stood in the Paris airport, a week later, waiting for our plane back home. London. Where our daughter was. Where we shared memories. I was standing alone while Harry went somewhere. I wasn't paying attention to where he was going because I was knackered. Some of you may know the feeling. I just wanted to go home and see my baby girl, sleep in my own bed and enjoy life. As much as I loved Harry and everything he has planned for us over the last week, he planned too much in so little time we barely had time to sit and relax.

Harry came back and not alone. He came with back with that skimpy blonde whom I used to call my best friend. Lucy. Harry's Ex. They dated more than 5 years ago... Then Harry dumped her for me because he had had a serious crush on me for at least 10 years before they were dating. Before they dated, believe it or not, we were best friends, closer than Harry and I when we were just boyfriend and girlfriend. They walked closer to me and I almost had the nerve to just walk away. Without our luggage or Harry. Just leave.

"Babe. Look who I bumped into." I faked a smile and looked at her. Her hand around Harry's waist. You could tell Harry was uncomfortable and trying to get away but he couldn't.

"Hi." I snarled at her.

She enveloped me in a hug. This was weird.

"You better watch your back. He's not going to be your husband for much longer." Se whispered in my ear while she was hugging me so she looked innocent of course.

So that's what the slut was trying to do. I hope Harry believes his wife when I tell him about this.

"Well nice seeing you, but we've got to go. Our daughter is waiting at home for us" I commented and she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Awww I'd love to meet her. Why don't I come over for a few hours and catch up."

"I'd rather you didn't because I'm tired."

"Oh come on George. Lighten up. Of course you can come over Lucy. But don't you have a flight to catch?" Harry said. I glared at him. Evilly. What was he doing the little shit?

"Oh yea. Maybe another time. Give me your phone and I'll put my number in" she said flirtily to Harry. I just rolled my eyes. Geez.

Harry handed her his phone. I silently scoffed at him. She gave him her phone and he put our home phone number in. She gave him back him phone. The violins were now playing as it was time to catch a taxi home. She boarded her plane and we hailed a taxi. Harry put our luggage in the boot and finally I was going home. Home. Where no-body could disturb us like paparazzi.

"I don't want you to talk to Lucy unless I know about it, okay? She's trouble." I told Harry and he ignored me. The rest of the car ride was filled with silence.

-10 minutes later-

"Mummy. Mummy." My baby excitedly cried as Anne let her out of the house.

I dropped my bags and she ran and jumped into my arms.

"Oh my baby. I've missed you so much" I hugged her tightly and kissed her cheek.

I handed her to Harry.

"Daddy, Daddy" she laughed.

"Hey baby girl." They hugged and she soon came back to me as Harry carried our bags inside.

I hugged Anne and Gemma and a few minutes later we were having a cup of tea telling them all about our honeymoon.

-A few hours later-