Harry's Home.

5. Under the stars

Harry's POV
Walking out of Ella's room I had mixed emotions. Ella was such a great kid, Arya was right she had this incredibly infectious personality that could make anyone smile. I was beyond overwhelmed, it was crazy to meet and acknowledge the fact that Ella shared half of my DNA. It was strange to know that this child was actually mine. I had obviously played and hung out with my friends kids, my hairstylist Lou had a gorgeous little girl Lux and I also had a god daughter named Ruby so I had played the uncle role for pretty much all of my adult life but now, I was not playing the role of an uncle but rather of father. Overwhelming was an understatement.

Although things were crazy, there was also a sense of peace. A sense of warmth. It was an unfamiliar feeling but a feeling I could get used to.

To top it off not only did I meet Ella today but I met Arya again. She was honestly more stunning than I remembered her to be, I didn't even think that was possible. Arya and I had spent only one night together but that night was a night that I don't think I could have ever forgotten. I was instantly drawn to her when I had first seen her at a random bar in the middle of New York, me and the lads had just finished our final Saturday Night Live performance and had gone out to celebrate.

I remember we got to talking, I obviously flirted with her the moment I saw her. I usually was pretty shy, still am but something about her made me feel the need to talk to her. Somehow we managed to get out of the bar and away from security, it was around 3am and the streets of New York were pretty empty. I remember holding onto her hand, feeling a sense of comfort as I did.

You could tell she was a little tipsy to begin with, but she sobered up as we continued walking. She obviously knew who I was, but she didn't pretend like she didn't. She acknowledged it. Most girls would just pretend like they didn't know who I was, and they would try to make me feel 'normal' when all it did was make me feel even more abnormal. I remember she took me to a park. Not too sure which one to be honest, it was small but cosy. She asked me to lay next to her, and we watched the sky together that night. No one else was there and the entire experience was incredibly intimate. You could tell that she was a listener, and that she actually cared for you and what you spoke about.

*flashback*

"I like to come here when life gets a little hectic ya know." She spoke "I've been coming here since I was a teenager. It's become a bit of a safe space." She smiled over at me.

"Why'd you bring me here?" I asked

"Well, I think your life must be insane compared to mine and I don't know, I felt like this could be your safe space too."  She shrugged her shoulders, she kept her gaze up at the sky. "I mean, I could just be overthinking it from my point of view but being a pop star and being in a band that is big as one direction, that's got to be hectic." She continued

"Well, of course it is. But this life's a pretty incredible one. I mean, I just finished SNL with the boys, just finished another world tour, we go on hiatus in a month. Pretty crazy right?" I asked

"So crazy." She mumbled "wowie that one's a pretty one!"

"Huh?"

"The star" she pointed up at a rather large blue beaming star in the middle of a bunch of smaller ones. "It's beautiful." She licked her lips slightly

"Yeah, it really is."

If I was being honest, I wasn't paying much attention to the stars or the sky really. While she kept looking up at the sky my eyes were gazing over at her. She was beautiful. Unreal, even. She had this personality to her, she was radiant. Every word she spoke, she spoke with grace. Everything she said had a meaning behind it, her bringing me here had a meaning behind it. No woman that I've ever talked to after a drunken night out has ever been so considerate. She was charismatic, humorous, we had laughed so much in the last 30 minutes or so. She was one of the good ones.