You Cheated, I Moved On

Chapter 10- Mistakes

Cassidy

The sun sets over the city as I pulled out of work. The sky was a pinkish-red, with orange tinted clouds. As I made my way out of London I could see the dark outline of the tall buildings. It was just a beautiful night to top off a wonderful day.

I had to stay late after work to get last minute paperwork in to my boss. I still have to pick up the kids at Danielle and Liam's house, and I am running late. It is seven thirty at night now, and I was supposed to pick them up at five thirty. When I called up Danielle and told I had to stay in late, she wasn't exactly happy. Liam is coming home at eight thirty, and she wants to have a nice dinner ready for him. She told me "It was whatever," so I really have to hurry up.

I pick up the pace, but don't speed, down the road. It is now pitch black outside, and the only light is from my headlights, and from the car's next to mine. It is quite eerie, and I just want to get home in my bed.

It takes about 25 minutes until I arrive at the Payne/Peazer house. I approach the door with a giddy feeling in my stomach. I always get excited to see my children; every time I pick them up. "I'm here! Where are my beautiful babies?" Danielle calls me from the kitchen, and I follow her voice.

She has Logan strapped into his car seat on the counter, and I can tell he is in his pajamas. "Hey Cassidy, Little Logan is all ready to go. The girls are just in the back room playing. I dressed them in their nighties too." I give my best friend a hug and a peck on the cheek. "I'm sorry for rushing you out but Li will be home any minute. All three kids ate, and the girls were great with Carson before my mother-in-law picked him up." I smile, and thank her for helping me out with the kids.

I gather up all three, and settle them into the car. All three have their num nums, and are sitting quietly in the back seat. I take the time to text my dad and tell him about the good work news, and then we are off.

The 15 minutes it takes to get home, are quiet. Logan fell asleep in his seat, as did Violet. Lilly sat sucking on her pacifier looking out the window. "You have to walk, okay?" She yawns, and nods silently. After unbuckling all of them, I carry Logan and Violet back into the house, while Lilly waddles behind.

I kick my shoes off, and go straight to Logan's bedroom. I settle him in his crib, then do the same with Violet. Lilly comes in after me and stares up at me. "Sleepy?" She shakes her head. "C'mon." I warm up a bottle in the kitchen for my daughter, and test it on my wrist. All good. Warm bottles always help Lilly when she says she isn't tired. "No night night, Mummy." I shake my head and bring her onto the couch.

"Do you want to sit on my lap and have a bottle?" She responds by climbing onto my legs, and holding her bottle. I start to rock her to sleep while she drinks her milk. My own eyes begin to close, as the silence takes over my home. The only sound being the ticking of the wall clock, and the only light coming from the kitchen.

Just as I am falling into a deep sleep, Lilly starts to cry. Great, just what I need. I have a feeling I won't be able to sleep tonight. I have not even been able to change out of my work clothes yet! "It's okay baby. Momma's here." I coo to my crying child. Sometimes Lilly wakes up screaming, scared out of her mind. She has these reacquiring nightmares of me getting taken away, and when she sees it is just a dream she slowly falls back asleep.

"Scary dream?" She nods, tears pouring down her face. "It's okay, I'm not going anywhere." Again she nods her head, but this time the tears slowly subside. Thank you Lord! Now if I get her to sleep again I can slip her into her crib.

Succeeding in my task, I lie her down in her bed and sneak out the room. I change into my pajamas, and settle onto the couch with the television remote. I turn on the TV and some news station comes on. I watch kind of half interested in what was going on. They were talking about some dress Beyoncé wore to an award show; nothing interesting. I was flipping through the channels, but then, something caught my eye.

"Harry Styles seen with ex fiancé, Cassidy Clarke, Sunday afternoon with three children along with them. Is this little precious Lillan and Violet we see? Is that third baby also Harry's? Are Harry and Cassidy getting back together? #casrry" Oh no. No no no no no no no! This can not be happening. It took me months to get the paparazzi off my back. I do not want to have to go through that again. I do not want the girls to have to go through that again. I do not want Little Logan to go through that at all. I don't want any of it.

I need to call Harry. He can get this taken care of and out off the internet. "Hello, Harry? Did you see what the paparazzi came out with?" I begin to pace back and forth along my living room, waiting for a response. "Yes I did Cassie. I can't believe it! I was so careful!" I can hear the anger in his voice, and he quietly mumbles curse words to himself. I begin to cry from the fear of being chased again.

"Cassie what's wrong? Why are you crying, love?" The anger in his voice was covered by pain, and sadness.

"It took me forever to get them to stop!" I scream into the phone. My body shaking from the hard sobs. This can not be happening. Why? Why does this have to happen to me! I have three babies right down the hall who are sleeping right now, dreaming that everything is okay. But in reality, they don't have a father in their lives, and now the paparazzi are going to be torturing us.

"Shh everything will be alright. I'm on my way over as we speak." Harry tries to calm me down, but it does not work. I snap.

"What makes you think I want you here! You ruined my life! You got me pregnant twice, you cheated on me and broke my heart. And just as I start to get my life together again, you come back. And now, the paparazzi are going to make my life a living hell because of you." I press the end button on the home phone, and throw it across the room in anger. This is his fault. Everything is the "wonderful" Harry Styles' fault. Everything. He is a life ruiner. A cheating, lying, bastard.

Knock Knock Knock

Great, who is here now? It is close to ten o'clock. I open the door and Harry stands there in a grey hooded sweatshirt, and black sweatpants. All of my anger gets pushed to the side, and I go back to scared. "We need to talk, Cassidy." The fact that he used my full name terrifies me. He never used to call me Cassidy unless we were fighting, or fooling around. I step to the side, letting him in my house.

"Cassidy, I know how horrible I was. I know I left and cheated, but it was a mistake. And now, I am trying to be there for you and the kids but you aren't allowing me. I want to be in their lives. I want to be there for my son, and two daughters. But, I can't do that if you keep holding what I did over my head. I'm trying to be a father to my children, and hopefully eventually a boyfriend to you." Harry closes the space between us, and looks into my eyes. "Please Cassie, let me be a father."

I don't know what to say... What do I say? I'm not just going to date him again, and I already told him I will let him see the kids. "I'm sorry I keep lashing out on you..." Is all I can come up with. I stare down at our feet, and a tear slips down my cheek. This is just too much to handle... The paparazzi, Harry... It's overwhelming.

"Hey, look at me." He puts a finger under my chin and pulls my head up. As he makes eye contact with me he whispers, "there is no need to cry, darling." His arms snake around my waist, and he pulls me closer to his body. "I will fix everything with the paps. It will all be okay, I promise." My chest, is pushed up against his and I can feel his toned muscles from under his jacket. I need to give him a chance. My children would be lucky to have him to look up too. Everybody makes mistakes in their lives.... And I have to forgive Harry for his.

OOOOOHHHH!!!

Honestly, I'm not a fan off this chapter. But I do like the ending. The chapter that I recently wrote is INTENSE LIKE HOLY SHIT... But it doesn't come for a couple chapters so you will have to wait and see. ;)

So, what are you being for Halloween? I'm being a clown. Not like a scary creepy ass clown, like a cool one. It's going to be the bomb XD

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