How it Happened

The picture room

Enjoy! The picture is how I see Kevin.

Peasant day*

There is nothing on earth more painful to see your child hurting, to see pain running through there eyes. It feels like I'm the one hurting him. But he needs to know, I've asked many people to keep this secret from my son and now I'm seeing that it's not fair to them. Kevin's father was a huge part of their daily life too and I'm sure him leaving was just as hard for them as it was on me. I'm trying to wait till the very end of the story to tell Kevin what happened to him, to Harry but it's hard. I probably should just get it out there but waiting is giving him the chance to imagine what his father was actually like, what he could have been like for Kevin. I want him to capture his father personality, his troubles and everything the two of us went through. I'm trying to describe to him, in a kid friendly way of what Harry was feeling in that moment but I suppose with Kevin being seventeen I should just be honest. I want Kevin to understand it wasn't his fault, that Harry was a very troubled human who was mad at the world. I want Kevin to know Harry wasn't and still isn't even aware of Kevin's existence and why I never bothered to try and tell him, not that I could have. I sighed as I pulled Kevin in to my arms and let him weep in pain. He needs to know, I remind myself. This will be good for him. It's unfair for him not to know the story of his father.

"Do you want to take a break?" I ask softly.

"Yeah, um I'm gonna go to my room for a bit."

With that he got up and went to his room. The door slams and I choose to let that go. Usually I would be on his case for slamming my doors but he's in a deep pain, although he isn't aware what even happened to his father. I'm sure there are many things running through his mind. Hopefully he will fall asleep, and that may help clear his cluttered mind. I sigh as I get up off the couch and go into a room in the basement Kevin wasn't allowed in. I think after I finish the story I'll let him see. I pull out a key and unlock the door and push it open. I walk in and turn on the lights. My eyes immediately fall onto a beautiful picture of the man who stole my heart.

Harry.

When we bought this house we were going to make is a memory room and there are a bunch of pictures of me and him. The rest of the pictures on the walls are of my family, his family, the boys, and I even added some pictures of Kevin throughout the years. The room is kinda simple though you can't see the actual walls. There is a "book" shelf on one of the walls but that has photo albums on it. The on album has my baby pictures along with my sister's, which is put into 5 different albums because of my many sisters. And the other is a album of Harry and Gemmas baby pictures. There is a album of Kevin's too. Then the last album is the five of us boys. Me, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Zayn. That album was after I met Harry when. I was 17 and when we became the world's biggest band. Kevin knew of the band. The band led on for a 3 years after what happened to Harry. But we only put out 2 album and and did 30 concerts in those years. It was rough. I took Kevin to one when he was 6 months and he was at every last one. He didn't go on stage till he was 3 and that's when we had our last concert. Zayn did leave but came back after what happened to Harry. And that helped a lot.

In that time Liam babied me a lot and acted like a father. He told me not to stress to much because it was bad for the baby. The other boys helped a lot too, I actually got over the whole thing as soon as Kevin was born. I looked at Kevin and I didn't feel sad anymore. It was like having a little piece of Harry.

I sat on the small chair in the corner and started going through the album of us. There are some resent one, and some from when the band first started. There are even some from way back when we all first started hanging out. We've grown so much over the years. Like Liam, he's taller now, married. He has a daughter who's about 3 years younger than Kevin. His hair is thinner but still managed the same style. Niall is still a rude ass. And still dyes his hair blonde every so often. His face is more define but still is chubby. He hasn't grown at all he's still 5'9. He got married to his girlfriend Silvia 2years ago. Zayn has his jet black hair still but it's longer and he's not to worried on how it looks anymore. He broke up with GIGi and got back with a lovely woman names Tessa. They got married last year. I have changed too, my hair is still short but I prefer it up in a quiff. I'm as short as ever. I've stayed at a steady 5'8. But I'm more muscular now, but not like extreme. I have abs, and I'm in good health. Still better than Liam! I sometimes wonder what Harry would look like. Would he have gotten even taller, or what he still be the same? How would his hair be? Would he let it grow out like he was or would he cut it so his curls were back? Would his dimples fade or still be prominent on his face? I will never know. I close the album and put it away. I walk out of the room and turn the lights off, locking the door. I check the time and see that we missed dinner. It's past 10. I make my ways up to Kevin's room and peek in the room to find that he's fast asleep. I walk over to him and gently kiss his cheek, pulling the blanket over his shoulder. I turned out his light and closed the door. Once I'm out in the hall I let out a loud sigh and drag myself to my room. As soon as I'm in my room, I lose my clothes and jump in bed. I reach over and turn off my small lap. My dreams are filled with a laughing Harry, and a dorky baby boy.

I hope you like it! Wow. My thumb kinda hurts lol.

Have a good day (: -
Also side note, I'm not sure what's going in with the cover photo but it will be fixed soon xoxo