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*Harry's P.O.V*

The faint familiarality of the area was enough for me to know we were close. Close to home. Close to Aeron. Close to Elizabeth and Eleanor. Close to being normal for however long it'd take to start touring again. Living the life as a husband seperately wasn't fun for me, but knowing that I'm going to be living the life of a husband with my wife in a matter of minutes was enough to keep me stable until I stepped foot out of the limo. The thought of seeing Aeron was enough to keep me sane until I saw her waiting so eagerly to see me again. It's like the more I wait the further I go into insanity.

Not seeing her face, touching her skin, or kissing her lips for seven months is driving me crazy. Yes, I talked to her almost everyday over the phone, but it wasn't satasfying. I need the satasfaction of holding her again. Not the kind of hold we have before we leave for tour, but the hold that last forever and has no time limit. The hold that gives me butterflies and ties my stomach in knots until I get a pain. The pain will always make me happy because that pain only comes when Aeron's in my arms.

There's an almost exilerating feel to it. Not seeing the person you're in love with for seven months, and then finally setting eyes on them. It's thrilling. Almost like a rollercoaster that you don't want to get off of. That's not good for me because I'm terrified of rollercoasters, but as long as Aeron's there, I'll ride it all day. I know she'll be there to hold my hand and kiss my cheek. To keep me company and keep me from going completely mad.

My head was resting on the seat because I was lying across Zayn's lap. My adrenaline was at an all time high, but I couldn't show it because I was in a vehicle and would no doubt get hurt if I tried to jump around and express my excitement. So, instead I'm confide to smiling wide and anticipation of the hugs that I'll recieve when I get out of this damn hell hole of a limo.

Behind the excitement I had was worry. Worry for my daughter. Since we found out about what Aeron's dad did, she's been a lot more to herself. Every once and awhile, she'll have little time periods for her bursts of energy. After that short amount of time, she'll crash and become vicious. As in she'll start to snap and scream about things. At first I wasn't worried because it could have been a trait from Aeron, but then she started to mope and pout. That's not something Aeron and I do. Usually when we mope and pout it's because we're in a crisis. Like we want sex or something along the lines of that. Of course, Anna is only 9, so that's out of the question.

Aeron and I's relationship has gotten better over time. Mostly because we've been going to marriage counseling. The counselor tells us to improve on some stuff we have to work on and where exactally to start working on those problems. The first thing I told the lady about was the fact that Aeron couldn't admit when she was wrong, sometimes. When the woman tried to get more information, it went further down into Aeron's childhood and teenage years, which made her emotional, and turned out to be the root of the problem. I knew about the abuse and stuff, but Aeron told her something she's never told me.

Aeron told us a story of when her and Liz were Freshmen in highschool. Their old friends would talk them into doing drugs with them behind the school and in the bathrooms. Here I am thinking the abuse would be the hardest thing for me to deal with, but it turns out it was the fact she did drugs that hurt me the most. I was just as emotional as she was when she told the story. Being with Aeron for 9 years and just finding that out was crazy.

She seemed to need me then more than ever and I promised her that I wasn't going anywhere. Not when she needed my help to get through one of the most difficult times in her life. It's also something my mum taught me. She told me never to leave someone's side even if it's something that tears you down, that you should always stay and help. That's what I'm doing. I'm staying and helping Aeron as much as I can because I don't want to see her spiral into a complete and total mess. I love her and she's my world. If she crashes, I crash too.

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