Opposites attract. (Harry Styles )

Chapter 50.

We made spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. Or rather i was the one that ended up making alle the food, Michael proceeded to play with Rosie in the living room. When the dinner was ready i walked out into the living room to find it very quiet, which is not usual. There on the floor, Michael was lying on his back and Rose was lying on her stomach on top of Michael, they are both sound asleep. I don't know  wether to wake them up or just let them sleep. First i decide to take a picture only because they look so adoarble. Then suddenly there's a tiny roar coming from the floor near them, and it's Rosie's stomach screaming for food. 

I laugh a little trying not to startle them, but Michael stirrs a little and opens his eyes. 

"Good afternoon sleppy pants" i say to him. 

"Have we been sleeping long?" he asks, whilst rubbing his eyes trying to be careful not to let Rosie fall off of him. 

"I don't know, i just got here to tell you the food is ready and you were sleeping. But i only used half an hour on the food, so no longer than that." i tell him.

I bend down to Rosie's level and i carefully take her in my arms. She looks so much like Harry. The eyes, the nose and especially the hair. She doesn't have that long hair, but it is just enough for it to curl. It makes me miss him even more every day. I shake the thoughts out of my head as i whisper to Rosie. 

"Wake up beautiful, it's dinner time." she imedietly opens her eyes, like she was pretending to sleep the whole time, if it wasn't for the sleepyness in her eyes i would have thought she was faking it. 

She starts whiggling in my grip impatient for the food. I carry her to the kitchen with Michael hot on my heels. I sit her down in her chair and put her food in front of her. I always have two bowls of food for her, 1 that she can "play" with, and try to feed herself, and the 2 one for me to feed her. We sit there peacfully and eat our food. After we have eaten our food, Michael has to go, and i am left alone with Rosie. We just sit and watch a couple movies and then i put her to bed. 

March. 

Rosie is now 1 year and 4 months old. Still haven't heard or seen anything of Harry in god knows how long. He doesn't check in with Anne they way he used too, now it's barely once a month. It's scares me more and more each day, especially since i don't know where he is or anything. I miss him like crazy, i have oficially started dating Michael. Rosie recently said her first words, which was "Food" and "Mama". We haven't used the word "dad" around her which is why she doesn't say "dad". 

The last time Anne heard from Harry he had quit his job and gone to France for a little while. I have no clue as to why he would go to France, whenever i talked about he rejected the idea and told me we could go somewhere else. 

Today i am going to drop Rosie of at the daycare, then i have an appointment with a tattoo artist. and then i am going to buy some more painting equipment. Right after new year's i talked to this art dealer. And we came to the agreement that if i had 30 new pieces by the beginning of June, he would sign me and we would open my first art gallery here in London. I AM SO EXCITED! At first i couldn't believe it, and i barely believe that i will be able to finish all until then. I only have about 10 pieces and i need 20 more. That is also the reason as to why Rosie is in daycare so that i have time to finish up the work i have to do. 

Today i am wearing a red neck body con dress. It goes all the way to a little bit below my knees, my hair is up in a messy bun, cat eyeliner and red lipstick, and a pair of black high heels. Rosie has her hair down in all it's curly glory, she is wearing black jeans and a Rolling Stones sweater. Yes i bought her that, i like it and i think she likes it too. She always throws a tantrum whenever i try to put her into her dresses. So i just stick with jeans and a sweater.