Marigold's POV
Allie was hot on my trail as I pushed past her in the studio. Daisy laid her head back onto my shoulder as I hastily gathered my stuff together. I shoved everything into my purse before slinging it over my free shoulder.
"Allie, I wouldn't ask you this if I wasn't desperate-" I started to say to Allie who was already picking up on what was happening. She stopped me in my place, holding me by my shoulders.
"Take a breathe." She holds me still. I sigh, forcing myself to take a deep breathe. Allie copied me, breathing in and out with me.
"It's okay. I can lock up here." She said once I calmed down a little bit. Her hand touched Daisy's forehead, her eyes widening understanding the urgency to leave. "Go home and get some rest." Allie nodded, pushing me out of the studio.
Harry stood on the other side of the counter, his eyes glued to the door just waiting for it to swing open.
"Harry. Please." I pleaded with him. Daisy stirred in my arms before settling back asleep.
"Mari- please just." He stopped me, standing in front of me with his hands out. I groaned slightly, I really didn't need to deal with him on top of my sick child.
"Harry, I'm sorry. Can we please just do this another time?" I begged. I turned my head to see Allie, she widened her eyes at me and scrunched her nose gesturing towards Harry. I glared at her and shook my head, I knew what she was saying.
"Please. We need to talk . I think we shou-" He continued to talk, not letting up. He was begging me at this point, a small pout on his face.
"Just give me a call sometime-"
"Marigold." He said sternly. My eyes lifted up to his, his chest rose and fell rhythmically as he took deep breaths. I turned again to look at Allie and she nodded her head again, eagerly might I add. Fuck me.
"Okay." I gave in. "You can come over to my apartment. But I really need to get her in bed, okay? You can just follow me there." I huffed. A small smile spread on Harry's face at my words. He nodded his head as I pushed past him and walked out the front door, mentally freaking out about the decision I just made.
I buckled Daisy into her car seat carefully, trying my best not to wake her up from her slumber. I sighed and threw my bag in the passenger seat as I slid into the driver's seat. I backed out of the parking spot before pulling off to the side, waiting for Harry to pull up behind me.
This is actually happening. Harry's coming over to my apartment. To talk, just to talk. A black car pulled up behind me with Harry sat in the driver's seat.
The entire drive home, my mind was racing with every possible scenario of what could possibly happen when we reached my apartment. I could barely even talk to him out in public, how am I supposed to sit down and talk to him alone in private.
The drive home was painfully short and as soon as I put the car in park my heart rate seemed to skyrocket. I begrudgingly climbed out of the car, throwing my bag on my shoulder and lifting Daisy out of the car seat. I let out a deep sigh as she stirred in her sleep, her eyes squinted as she woke up with an evident pout displayed on her face. I could feel the heat radiating off of her.
"It's alright, bunny. Go back to sleep. We're home." I whispered, stroking her back softly as I kicked the car door shut. I could see Harry getting out of his car a few spots away. I took a deep breath and waited by the car as he jogged over to me, not wanting to make me wait too long with Daisy in my arms.
Once he was by my side we headed towards the building. I pressed my keys to the scanner and waited for the light to turn green before Harry pulled the door open for us. I muttered a soft thank you before walking through the doorway.
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Marigold and Daisies (H.S.)
FanfictionChildhood best friends, Marigold Hollis and Harry Styles absolutely adored each other. After spending every possible moment with each other for the first 20 years of their life, they separate for 7 years. Now 27 years old, Harry is at the top of hi...