Carly’s Pov
"Living together? We only just met like 10 minutes ago" said Harry, confusion etched on his face. Simon raised an eyebrow. "Technically you actually met 3 years ago," he said, trying to hide the smirk on his face. Harry rolled my eyes. "Yeah and you know how that turned out," I muttered. I could feel Harry’s eyes on me. "Well, we could give it a shot? El and Lou want more time to themselves, so Lou wouldn’t mind if I moved out, and well, Sierra is my daughter right? Oh and did you ever consider the name Darcy?" said Harry, all in a rush.
"Do you want to know her middle name?" I said, looking at Harry. "Well, yeah I guess," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Darcy," I said, lifting up Sierra, who was currently staring at all the people in this room.
His eyes widened, and a smile came upon his face. "Really!" he said, grinning. I nodded, a smile creeping itself on my face. "Seriously," I said, nodding. Simon grinned. "The chemistry between you two is amazing!" he gushed. Harry gave him a sideways look. "Simon? Did someone give you some happy pills, because you sounded like a total fan girl," said Harry, laughing.
I laughed out loud, because Harry said the exact same thing that I was thinking. "Tell me about it!" I said, putting my hand over my mouth, to muffle the giggles. Simon rolled his eyes, taking a sip of his black coffee. "Okay, well we’re going to announce it to the press, and at the moment you two are going to be portrayed as a couple," said Simon, finishing his coffee. My mouth dropped open. "Wait, yeah Harry’s cool, I like him… as a friend. When did I have to have a relationship with my baby’s father?" I said, taken aback. "Since your daughter’s father was an international popstar."
Those were the words that changed my life around.
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"Okay, well you can sleep in the guest room, if you want, or the couch but trust me, the guest room is a much more comfortable option," I rambled, as Harry stood in my doorway. He grinned. "If we need to we can always buy a new place, you know. Money, uh, isn't an object," he said, looking a bit embarrassed as he scratched the back of his neck. "Why don't you like this place?" I said, placing a hand on my hip, arching an eyebrow. "No, I like it trust me, I just thought that since this is like a fresh start, maybe a fresh house would be cool, but if you want to stay here, that's fine," he rambled, a light pink shade evident on his cheeks.
"Well, why don't we just try it out and see if it works out, not that we really have a choice, and then later we can think about moving," I suggested, helping him bring his bags into the guest room. He nodded, as he took in his surroundings.
As I turned to walk out of the room, Harry's voice stopped me, full of apology. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry, for walking out on you 3 years ago," he said awkwardly, making me half-smile in return. "It's fine, just forget it," I said, as I continued walking out, leaving him to settle in.
I walked out of the room, and over to the couch, where Sierra was currently watching Peppa Pig. I heard Harry chuckle, and then I rolled my eyes. How am I going to live with this attractive, boy? Even though I hated to admit it, Simon was probably right. I eventually would fall for him, but I’m going to ignore that, and focus on my job and my daughter, who I still had to provide for.
"Okay honey, what would you like for dinner?" I asked Sierra, switching off the TV. "Ummmm…. Noodles!" she said, throwing her little arms in the air. I laughed. "Noodles? As you wish princess!" I said, walking over to the kitchen, and getting a small packet of 2 minute noodles. I boiled the kettle, and got out 3 bowls, as I might as well make some extra, if Harry wanted some.
