Complicated

#41

"Why didn't you want me to tell anyone?" Dom says as we wait outside the house for one of us to go in and collect personal items for the twins.

"I'm not ready to have a relationship in the public eye yet" I shrug.

"If this is something to do with Harry then I think you need to get over a bit. It's been two years, you've barely seen him, and you haven't spoken to him in two years. No phone calls, texts, face to face, nothing" he shrugs with a bit of a loud tone.

If only he knew.

"The kids? Can you be quiet?" I snap.

"What is your problem? I thought we had everything going for us?" He laughs with disappointment.

"I'm gonna get the kids belongings, we'll talk on the way to the hotel" I say.

"Take your fuckin time" he snaps back.

"I will, I need to make sure I get everything they might want or need" I say, getting out of the car and slamming the door.

As I walk up the patio, I notice that slamming the door was an action that my mum would've done. Id hate to turn out like her, but it seems like as time goes on my attitude towards everything makes me her double.

It scares me.

As I walk through the house, I take a deep breath in and sigh. I take both the twins bags, and start off with Darcy, I look at the floor and think to myself what she would want the most. My mind was shattered. Nothing came to mind.

*buzz...buzz...*

I look at my phone...an unknown number?

"Hello?" I answer.

"Slept together yet?" He speaks.

"Go away Harry." I growl.

"What! Ha ha. Just asking...you thought about it?" He says. I could almost see his smirk.

"I'm going" I say.

"Wait. Meet me for coffee? Tomorrow..during soundcheck. Leave the kids with Dom. Or bring them with. Tell him you've got an audition or a shoot or something" he reasons.

"I thought you said that he would kill the kids and he's only sticking around for sex?" I say sarcastically, folding my arms.

"Well I guess I might be wrong. Could be right though. I was in the audience when he called you guys up though. I suppose I trust him with my kids a little more now" he laughs under his breath.

"Can I go now?" I ask.

"Coffee shop, tomorrow. 9AM. Leave him a note with those ridiculous sticky notes that I know you bought for him a few weeks ago" he demands.

"How did you-". The phone immediately cuts.

Dom comes storming into the house.

"What's taking so long? It'd be nice to get some sleep at some point you know" he asks, clearly frustrated, but trying to keep his cool.

I take a moment before replying and just stare blankly at him.

"I um...I got an audition for a movie. It's tomorrow at 9. I can make my own way there I just need to ask if you can please provide child care for at least an hour or two?" I try and convince.

I'm not going to lie. I did debate on being a no show, but I need to see him again, even if it's just one more time.

"That's at soundcheck? You know what. That's fine. Id do anything for you and those kids, I'll have them sit in the audience with my sister, she'll entertain them" he shrugs.