Lydia dropped the juice pouch in her hand
"H-Harry?" Lydia stuttered. Bending down to pick up the drunk that spilled.
"Yeah." Louis said passing Lydia a napkin. She wiped it clean.
"That's crazy." Lydia said shaking her head.
"Lydia." Louis said not believing her. "I've known you long enough to know when your lying or hiding something, now spill it."
Lydia grabbed Louis and pulled him to her looked around for Harry before she let out a breath and looked down.
"Cecelia is mine and Harry's daughter." Lydia confessed. Louis gasped.
"You have to tell Harry." Louis said
"No, I don't, he doesn't deserve to know." Lydia snapped.
"Yes he does Lyd, that's his kid." He said
"Well, he didn't even call me, or try contacting me after that night." Lydia said
"Oh well, you be the bigger person and say it." He said Lydia nodded but she wasn't going to do it. It was set in her mind. As if in a movie or book Harry came striding in with two wrapped presents one small one big.
"I-I didn't know, if she has these, but I got her a spider man thing, and a drum kit." Harry said
"No it's ok." Lydia said grabbing the small one, letting Harry follow her to where the presents are.
Cecelia and James were standing on their tippy toes trying to see the presents.
"Hey you two!" Lydia said making them both jump and Lydia giggle.
Harry stared at the little girl. She was beautiful. Just like Lydia. Beauty runs in Lydia's family. Harry has known Lydia since before grade 1 and she has never gone through an awkward stage. She got glasses and braces and she just made them look beautiful on her.
"Lydia!!" The little boy next to who, Harry assumed was Cecelia ran to Lydia and hugged her legs.
"Hi James." Lydia said sweetly.
"How's mummy and daddy?" Lydia asked
"Good, I think mummy is looking for you." James said Lydia nodded, ruffling James's shaggy blonde hair, and Cecelia a big kiss on the cheek whispering an "I love you" and "happy birthday".
Today was the day Harry and Lydia started dated. April 30th.
"You can just set them right here." Lydia pointed to an empty spot on the table and floor. Harry placed them there and stood in front of her, taking in her beauty, and how she looks.
Lydia has long black hair, that she frequently dyes light brown, but this time she kept it naturally black, it was short last time he saw her, but now it was up to the middle of her back, she also she has side bangs.
She looked healthier, not as skinny as before, but still skinny and fit. She still wore the bracelets, which concerns Harry since he can't see her wrists, he wants to know if she'd harm herself recently. Overall she looked fine and beautiful.
"So how've you been Harry?" she asked
"I've been good, what about you Lydia, anybody special?" He asked
"No just Cecelia, what about you, I heard you and Taylor broke up." Lydia said
"Yeah." Harry nodded rubbing the back of his neck nervously, "after I told her what happened between me and you that night."
"Right." Lydia said looking down. "Sorry you two broke up."
"What about you and that guy?" Harry asked. Who would want to break up with a beautiful woman like Lydia, oh that's right you, did dumbass. Harry thought to himself.
"Jason broke up with me after Cecelia." Lydia explained.
"So he got you pregnant and left?" Harry asked anger coursing through him.
"Not really." Lydia said
"Does he even call to see how you're doing or anything?" Harry asked angrily. Lydia became angry as well.
"Yes, at least he does call to see how I'm doing, and doesn't ignore me." Lydia snapped
"Why are you taking this out on me?" Harry asked.
"Because at least he tries to be friends." Lydia said
"I tried Lydia!" Harry said raising his voice. Lydia dragged Harry outside the flat. Where Lydia has a play set, set up in the back. They stood there yelling at each other.
"You did not try Harry!" Lydia slightly yelled.
"Yes I did!" Harry yelled back
"No you didn't, you stopped any contact with me, you changed your number, you did everything, I tried to call, i tried to do everything to mend things." Lydia said tears forming in her eyes. "But i stopped as well, I didn't want to bring you down."
"I didn't want you to be hurt." Harry said
"No! You hurt me either way, do you know what I've been through, do you know how much hate I've been getting, do you understand that I have a child who is most likely bound to get mobbed when I go out with her?" Lydia screamed
"I couldn't bring my self to talk to you!" Harry yelled back
"You could have given me an explanation on why you left me!" Lydia screamed
"I did it to protect you!" Harry roared scaring Lydia. But Lydia had it. She was done with him.
"Protect me my arse." Lydia snapped "do you know what I've been through?" She asked "I almost lost Cecelia because of the hate."
"What?" Harry asked taken aback, not knowing what to think or assume.
"Yes Harry, I still cut, why do you think I still wear so many more bracelets than before, I have so many scars, Harry, I don't want Cecelia to see, do you know how hard it is, for your own daughter to see her mother's wrists and ask what happen, I have to lie to her I don't want to lie to my own daughter." Lydia explained
"Lydia I-"
"No Harry just stop." Lydia sighed wiping her eyes and walking inside the flat. Leaving Harry standing there dumbfounded.Finding Cecelia who rushed over to Lydia asking for the cake. Lydia put in a fake smile and nodded placing a small kiss on the top of Cecelia's head and walked to get the cake.
