Forgive Me (Color Me book 3 H.S) EDITING

INTRO

"Turn to the side, the lighting is better." The Styles' photographer commented, sending a smile to the two love birds in front of her. She thought Harry and Carli looked amazing together, Harry's shining eyes telling her that she had taken his heart to keep. The smile that was tugging on Carli's lips told her that Harry had stolen her love for the better. She had worked with other couples and never once saw this before. It was a nice change and made the famous photo taker jealous. She had boyfriends that had lasted months, even years-- but nothing like them. 

Carli turned to the side, giggling as Harry bent down and pressed his lips to her bump. 

"So cute!" Carli squealed when the photographer showed the pictures to her later that day. Harry was gone doing something for Carli, while she had something hidden up in her agenda for Harry.

"Where would you like these pictures taken?" 

"Uhm, in our bedroom. Do you think it could work?" Carli asked. Carli had realized that her body was swelling and the baby was moving down-- a sign of labor. Carli knew that her little boy was going to come into the world any time, sooner than later. Carli had cut her hair so that she had bangs, something that irritated her time to time. She brushed them out of her eyes and dropped her robe, as the girl snapped pictures. The pictures were for Harry, romantic and beautiful shots of her in her lingerie with the bump adorning her small frame. Harry would love the shots, secretly he was waiting for the arrival of the baby so that he could once again love his baby hard and good. 

Harry and Carli were happy as can be, the new arrival of their son buzzing through the news. Everyone was loving the couple, Harry getting headway in the news for being one of the youngest Billionaire British Babes. They wanted to know everything about his life, and sometimes they poked their nose into Carli's business too much. On the bright side, Harry had established some body guards for her, making sure she was safe 24/7 when he wasn't there. To Carli's dismay, Harry hadn't been there for her as much as she thought he would. Plans to brighten the Gang's future, a new office building being built in another state took most of his time away from him. She had cooked him dinner several times, only being led to him not showing up for hours. The last time he had just gone to bed, not even bothering to peak into the kitchen and say hello. 

That night she went on a rampage, throwing everything out of the cupboards and making a mess. Harry had came down and realized what he had done, but it was too late. Now the two are happy, but stuff keep getting in the way of Harry spending time with his pregnant girlfriend. To outsiders, they looked happy and loving. On the inside each of them were having a war with themselves, several things waiting to erupt. 

Harry knew Carli was uncomfortable, so late at night when she was crying and couldn't rest, he would carry her down to the sitting room and set her on the couch. He would sit at the piano and play classical music for her, something that seemed to calm Carli's heart and nerves. He was amazing on the instrument and for the time being, he had made Carli forget about her troubles. Her mother was trying to appear in her life again, Harry's mum helping amazingly with everything. Harry was irritated by her sudden burst of helpfulness, she cared more for Carli than him sometimes. 

The room that they had assigned for Baby Styles was ready to go, Harry spending hundreds and hundreds of dollars to make it perfect. Carli felt bad for blowing his money, but Harry assured her that he had millions just sitting around not being used. Her lifestyle was richer than ever before and she felt bad. In her spare time, she went to charities and gave money to those in need. Harry had accompanied her several times, his presence making people swarm. They wanted to know him, they wanted to be friends with him. But most of all, they wanted to be him. He loved it, knowing that everyone wanted that. 

But there was someone who Harry thought was gone, someone who was planning an attack on Mr. Styles and his precious little family. Hatred running through their veins making it hard to stop what was about to unfold. That person was about to ruin Harry's life once again, something they had done before. 

They had a plan, and nothing could get in the way of it.

Look out, I'm coming for you.