Harry's POV
I thanked the lovely ladies who had worked on my hair and makeup before quickly making my way back to my trailer where Arya was waiting for me.Oh my god Arya.
Arya was absolutely everything and today was absolutely perfect. I could not wait to get back to her, hold her, kiss her, be able to tell her how I feel about her, yes, we had released a bit of the tension we had building up but I still had to tell her how I felt about her.
I couldn't wipe the grin off my face as I finally got into the trailer. When I got inside my trailer was empty. She said she would wait?
Walking in I saw a note on the top of the dresser.
"Had to head out. Come home? Need to talk. - Arya"
I headed back to the suite, took a shower, picked up a bouquet of roses and headed to Arya's.
I knocked on the door and I was met with Arya who opened the door and turned around, walking back not saying anything to me.
That was weird.
"Heya gorgeous" I spoke
"Hi, Harry." She spoke lowly
"Where's my girl?" I asked, noticing that Ella was not in the lounge
"She's out on a play date with Isabella from daycare."
"Oh well that's lovely. Good to see her making friends. What time are you planning on picking her up? I could go get her?" I asked
"It's alright. I got it"
"Oh! These are for you" I smiled, walking over to her and handing her the bouquet of roses, leaning over to give her a peck on the top of her forehead. She pulled away. "Arya what's wrong?" I asked
She sighed a deep sigh. "What's wrong?" She asked, "what's wrong?!"
I looked at her puzzled.
"Do you even realise what we did Harry? How could you do that to Olivia? Let alone how could I?" She asked
Olivia. She doesn't know we broke up yet.
"Arya let me explai-" she cut me off before I could continue
"I know for you celebrities this is probably nothing major but god Harry what we did was absolutely wrong and it cannot happen again. I was sat there waiting for you when Olivia came into the trailer. Do you even understand how uncomfortable that was for me? How morally wrong it was? I had to pretend like I had lost the keys to my apartment and was waiting for you to give me your spare one. She then asked me about Ella's birthday party and continued to talk about how incredible of a man you are and how in love the two of you were." She paused for a second looking at me in complete disgust "she believes you two are so happy and I know you both are, and I'm happy you both are but what we did today is absolutely not okay. Don't come here with flowers when you literally have a girlfriend who is head over heels in love with you Harry. You are my daughters father, you're my co parent , you're my friend. That is all. Whatever happened, happened purely in the moment-"
"Hey lets talk-" I put my hands out to hold her shoulders, aiding her to look at me
"No Harry don't touch me! We can't do that to her."
"Arya, Arya, Arya will you please let me speak?" I asked her calmly.
"What?" She spat coldly
"Firstly I thought you already knew this, me and Olivia were purely a PR stunt." I paused letting her process the information
"What?" She said softer this time, eyebrows furrowing
"When you and I first met I was sworn not to tell anyone so I didn't mention anything to you but once you joined the team I assumed you knew. It was a PR stunt to bring some hype to the movie."
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Harry's Home.
FanfictionHarry'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...