Love on Tour [Love at the Forum Final Book]

Chapter 5: No Way in Hell

I was pacing around the living room waiting for Harry to get back from his run the next morning. He finally walked through the door catching his breath.

"Did you see this?!" I asked angrily. Trying to keep my composure. I handed him my phone and he began reading the article out loud.

Harry & Maggie hitting rock bottom?

The two were seen outside of Harry's new London home in a very tense situation, with Harry pulling Maggie into the home in what seemed like a fit of rage.

Sources close to the couple state that their relationship has been rocky since the loss of their baby, and they have struggled to keep afloat arguing daily.

"Baby. I don't know where this came from." Genuine confusion filling his face.

"Keep reading." I said sternly.

The source also hinted that Olivia has been trying to reconnect with Harry in his hard time and build at least a friendship in the midst of their PR relationship scandal. Olivia feels guilty and wants to make amends with Harry but he keeps rejecting her."

"What the fuck is this?" Harry said, handing me my phone and pulling out his own. I sat on the couch knowing well he was calling Jeff.

I heard the phone ringing over speaker and soon Jeff answered, "Harry I know we are working on what we should do—cut the bullshit Jeff. I know all of this is your doing. So why?"

"What do you mean, Harry?

"No one else knows where I live Jeff. I don't even invite friends here. No one knew we wanted it to be a girl. This is all stuff I told you directly. So what is with this Olivia bullshit?"

Jeff inhaled deeply, "Harry we owe it to Liv to help her clear up he—I don't owe her anything Jeff."

"Haz, we will talk when you get back, okay?"

Harry hung up without another word, and I quickly quote tweeted the article with the word BULLSHIT. I threw my phone on the coffee table and inhaled deeply.

"Maggie I'm sorry." Harry said, sitting next to me.

"It's not your fault Haz. I'm just," I took a deep breath, "I can't deal with Olivia again. I have to set some boundaries in my life, and I can't. I can handle the press. The constant paps. But not Olivia. Not again."

I couldn't bring myself to look at him and he reached for my hand taking it in his, "No Olivia. I promise."

"Harry, I love you, but don't make a promise you can't keep until you talk to Jeff." I traced small circles on the top of his hand with my thumb, but I meant it. I knew how this went. I knew that Jeff got what he wanted, when he wanted. Even if he was the one working for Harry. Not the other way around.

"No. Maggie I'm serious. I refuse to do anything with her again. I swear it." He raised my face towards his softly so I would look at him. His eyes begging me to believe him.

"Okay. Just remember. No Olivia...or I'm gone Harry." He nodded and pulled me in kissing me softly.

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Harry's POV

I spent the rest of the day doing everything possible to make her smile or laugh. I was cracking jokes left and right. I went to the store and bought cookie dough, cake mix and brownie mix, and now we were baking more desserts than needed for two people.

She kept eating the cookie dough balls as I rolled them up and I threw a quick glare her way, "Maggie, there aren't going to be any left by the time we need to bake them."

"It's not like they are going to waste, I'm eating them." She said matter of factly, scrunching up her nose at me, before quickly grabbing another.

"That's it." I put down the cookie dough and picked her up off the counter where she sat and threw her over my shoulder.

"Harry! What are you doing?" She giggled and I smack her bum.

"You need a time out."

"Time out? What am I five?" She giggled and I threw her softly on the couch. I pushed on top her softly, kissing her deeply. She giggled against the kiss, breaking away softly, "I still have cookie dough, I'm going to get it everywhere."

She held it in front of my face and I took a quick bite of almost half. Her jaw dropped and she quickly ate the rest before I could. We chewed at each other with fake angry faces, and she began giggling before I joined her laughing. She was about to lick her fingers when I caught them quickly in my mouth and used my tongue to get the remainder of her fingers.

I watched as she bit her lip softly at me and rolled her eyes. I felt the warmth in my body, but I quickly remembered to tone it down. I didn't want to pressure her. Not ever. She pulled her fingers from my mouth and leaned up to kiss me. Her tongue quickly finding mine, as she wrapped her fingers in my hair.

I felt the tension rising between us, neither of us slowing down the kiss. Our bodies beginning to push against one another. I couldn't control as I began to get hard against her, biting her lip softly at the realization it was happening. Suddenly the oven buzzer went off. I broke the kiss hesitantly, giving her one last soft kiss before pushing off, "I gotta get the brownies before they burn."

She nodded, slowly her breath, "I'll be right there."

I turned to walk to the kitchen, reaching down and adjusting myself. Taking a deep breath, God I loved that woman. I loved that she made me feel this way.

I took out the brownies and turned to look at her as she got up. Her cheeks were slightly flushed and she smiled at me, a smile that could have murdered me right then and there.

I mouthed "I love you" at her and I watched as she did it back.

No way in hell was Jeff ruining this for me. No way in hell.