A/n: double update - love me pls
(Comment & vote)
I've also looked into another story after this book. I only have ideas and concepts at the minute though(not relating to perfect/imperfect sorry). It won't be for a long time as there's so much to come in imperfect but I like to plan ahead.
What sort of story would you like me to write next?
Es xo
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"Tea?" Carrie-Ann offered as Harry sat at her kitchen counter, his bottom lip between his thumb and finger, his forehead set in a frown as he looked at his laptop.
"Thank you babe," He smiled taking the mug from him. He took the time to take her in, she was in his boxers and his flannel.
"You're welcome," She buttered her toast, smiling at him from the side. "What?"
He shook his head looking down into his tea. "Nothing, just you."
She blushed taking a bite of her toast, she felt content despite the loss of her nephew three days ago, she felt okay now. She was visiting Amy in a couple of hours, she was finally home.
Carrie-Ann watches as Harry resumes scrolling on his laptop, the frown appearing again.
"What are you concentrating on so hard?" She asks curious as to what he was looking at on the other side of the screen.
He swallows meeting her eyes. "Houses,"
She frowns coming to sit round beside him but he has other ideas grabbing her waist and pulling her into his lap. She laughs accidentally smearing butter from her toast onto his nose, she kisses it off before looking at his screen.
"Baby, why are you looking at such expensive places?"
"Because I want a nice place babe," He laughs.
She thought about what she was about to say, she thought she'd maybe feel nervous or anxious about suggesting it but she didn't. It felt right.
"Why don't you live with me here, and when I'm with you in the UK I live with you?"
He looked up at her.
"...And, I was looking at places in New York, for us to have together, a penthouse or something." She finished.
He looked at her in wonder. This is all he ever really wanted, to have a place with her, to live together.
"You're sure?" He asks. He knew in the past that there were many mistakes made because they were under each other's feet constantly and in each other's space, but that was then, this is now. Now they're different, they're stronger.
"I've never been more sure, and if I am pregnant why live apart?"
He smiles kissing her. "We're going to live together?"
"We're going to be roomies!" She exclaims excitedly as they both laugh kissing again.
Carrie-Ann cleaned her plate as Harry loaded his mug into the dishwasher. "When's your appointment with the doctor?" Harry asks watching as Carrie-Ann touched her stomach.
"I arranged for it to be tomorrow, 9am so it's early and out the way,"
He nods, "I'm excited."
"It's not a hundred percent yet, remember that." She points hating for him to get his hopes up.
He sighs looking away.
"What?" She chuckles.
"If you are pregnant, I've got promotional tour soon, it's going to kill me leaving you."
She pouted walking over to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. "You're the sweetest human being but I will be fine, it's not as if there's lots going on for the first few months. And when I am bigger you'll be on your break, but for now, I'll just be in my office writing my book." She promises, kissing his lips.
"You won't part-take in anything dangerous whilst I'm away?"
"Dammit, I just scheduled swimming with sharks and sky diving next week." She smirks sarcastically.
He rolls his eyes earning a laugh from her.
"I'm serious, I'll worry Caz."
"That's why you're the cutest human in this world." She coos kissing him. "I promise to not do anything dangerous, the sharks will be thoroughly disappointed though," She jokes walking away.
He shakes his head at her. What a woman.
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Carrie-Ann hugged Amy the second she opened the door, Amy started to cry instantly. She looked.. Tired, exhausted, everything you would expect form someone who lost their child.
She returned back to her sofa, pulling all three blankets back over her. She turned the tv down.
"Sorry, I forgot you were coming over." She admits looking at herself in her lazy clothes. It was probably the first time Carrie-Ann had seen her in sweatpants since she was about fourteen.
"It's okay, I don't judge you." Carrie-Ann wanted to be careful with her words.
Amy wiped her eyes on her sleeve. "I'm crying over everything at the minute just to warn you," Amy forced a laugh, almost as if she was uncomfortable with her sister seeing her so vulnerable.
"Amy, you can let it all out with me. It's just me."
Amy nodded. "My statement went out today,"
Carrie-Ann knew instantly what she meant. The world knew she was pregnant, but now she had to release a statement about what happened. Carrie-Ann couldn't imagine what that must be like. But that was another thing for her to think about when it comes to her time - if she is pregnant that is.
"How are you feeling?" Carrie-Ann asks.
"I've felt better. But I'm doing okay today, it changes," She shrugs. "I'm just crying a lot,"
"Is there anything you need? Are you okay?"
Amy smiles, thankful for her sister. "I'm okay, I promise. I have a therapy session next week, I didn't think I needed one but the doctor told me it would be good."
Carrie-Ann felt relieved that her sister was a lot better than she expected, she was coping a lot better than she thought and she realized that maybe she underestimates her sister a lot more than she should.
"Well, I'm in LA for a while now if you want to stay at mine or anything."
Amy was thankful, but really she wanted to be alone, in her apartment away from the world - even her sister. No one understood what she was going through, and she didn't want the burden placed on anyone else, especially not her sister who has every right to hate her. In a way, this is what she deserved. She messed around with her sisters boyfriend at the time and this was the result, this was the punishment she earned for being sly.
"Thank you, but honestly.. I'm fine," She lied.
Carrie-Ann watched her sister for a moment, trying to work out if she really was fine or hiding it. She let it go and stood up. "Mind if I make a tea?"
Amy gestures towards her kitchen. "Help yourself, sis. I'll have one too, two sugars." She winks.
Carrie-Ann rolls her eyes at her demanding sister. "On its way, queen Amy."
