Arya's POV
Jeff, Harry's manager had come and dropped off Harry's belongings which I was really grateful for. I was glad Jeff came and not any other member of his staff. I knew that it would obviously come out at some point that Harry had a child but the both us hadn't spoken about anything to do with how we would make this public, so Jeff coming was perfect.Harry walked out in a pair of sweatpants and no t shirt. Oh man was I distracted. He smirked over at me as he walked out, I tried pretending like I wasn't staring him down when I indeed was. Stay cool Arya.
"Like what you see?" He wiggled an eyebrow
"I don't know, I think I've seen better." I playfully spoke
"Hm, whatever you say." He smiled back. "What are you doing by the kitchen?" He asked, walking over to me.
"Wellll" I sung, "Once Ella goes to bed I usually take some time out to watch some Netflix or read, basically do something by myself or with Mia. I'm by the kitchen because what is Netflix without snacks?!" I exclaimed while he let a chuckle
"Well Miss Arya... wait what's your last name?" He laughed
"Sharma."
"Miss Arya Sharma, enlighten me, what snacks do you have on offer?" He curiously asked
"I've got popcorn, chips, I've got some gummy bears and also icecream." I finished
"Ice cream sounds perfect." He let out a smirk while I nodded, leaning over and grabbing a pint of Ben and Jerry's out of the fridge.
"What are we watching?" I asked, walking over and plopping on the couch while he followed me.
"Can't go wrong with a bit of love actually" he suggested
"Love actually?" I asked
"Oh yeah you can't beat a classic" he winked, taking the lid off of the Ben and Jerry's tub, and scooping a bit up with his spoon.
We were about a quarter into the movie and I could continuously feel Harry's gaze on me, he looked like he has to tell me something, or ask me something, he wasn't paying attention to the movie at all.
"Harry?" I asked softly
"Hm?"
"You're staring" I whispered
"Oh, um, sorry." He mumbled as he realised he had been caught
"No it's okay, did you need something?" I asked
"Oh no I don't need anything Arya."
"Are you sure?"
"How'd you do it?" He asked
"Do what?" I asked in confusion
"This, all of this. Having Ella, dealing with the grief you had to deal with, how did you manage?" He asked
"Jeez Harry you make me sound like a superwoman or something." I chuckled
"You are though" he spoke seriously "maybe you don't realise it but you are, Arya" he finished
I shook my head and scrunched my nose "I could ask the same for you, how do you do your life?" I raised an eyebrow
"Don't ignore my question, that's the second time you've done that"
I huffed before continuing "Well, I'm assuming the grief you're referring to is my dad?" I asked, he nodded. "I don't think you ever get over a loss like that, and of course I was horribly upset. But I had a baby growing inside me." I paused "when my dad passed away, I thought about him a lot and one of the things he did as my father was make sure that I was completely happy at all times, he always put me first and he would have done anything for me. It's one of those things you don't really realise until you're older, your parents will always put you first. Well, my dad did anyways. Like I said I had a baby inside me. Of course I was going to be upset, and it wasn't easy but I had to prioritise my baby. I had to eat, even when I didn't want to because those nutrients were going to her as well, I had to sleep well, I had to drink enough water. It was the worst thing I've ever had to experience, loosing my dad, but it also made me realise what type of parent I wanted to be to my little one." I finished, letting out a smile.
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Harry's Home.
أدب الهواةHarry's a superstar, truly the biggest on the planet. Arya's a marketing manager, living a rather simple life. They met four years ago on a drunken night out. What do they have in common? They happen to share a daughter together. One that Harry do...