Mine × Harry Styles

Chapter 34

I AM LITERALLY SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

All of you people are my reason ok ily

Idk if I wanna do the girlfriends and stuff yet, idk how to just put them in ya know so yeah sowwy AND I wanna cause drama between zayn and harreh LOLZ

That's pretty much it

Ps I don't know what the FUCK I'm doing with this story anymore so feel free to send me hate bc this is shit

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-Harry-

Jessy still hasn't let me do anything to help her that involves Christian. He cries in the middle of the night, I get up, but Jessy just rushes out of the room to get to him. It's getting really irritating.

I told her I didn't fucking mean it that way, and she knows that. She's just trying to make herself look like the victim all the time. I really don't get it. Every time I try talking to her about it, she all of a sudden hears Christian crying and runs off.

"Jessy!" I call out, standing in the kitchen. I hear her soft steps come down the steps and I look up, seeing her in the doorway with Christian cradled in her arms. Of course. Her human shield.

"Yeah?" She says innocently enough.

"We need to talk." I say, getting straight to the point this time instead of beating around the bush like I have been.

"What about?" She asks, walking into the kitchen and sitting Christian down on the counter.

"What else would we need to talk about Jessy? You won't let me near him unless you're holding him, I'm getting sick of it! He's my son too, and if you didn't forget, I DO want him. I'm confused as to why you won't let me around him!" I yell, letting all my anger from these past few days finally get out.

"Harry.." She says desperately. "Can we not talk about this now?"

"And why not!? You're here, I'm here! And I'm pretty damn sure you've got nothing going on!"

She looks hurt by what I finished with, and I feel a little hurt by it also, but this needs to be said and done.

"Jessy. Please, just hear me out." I plead, following her out of the kitchen. She turns around slowly, moving Christian from one side of her hip to the other one. She nods at me.

"I said I didn't mean what I said in the way you're thinking. I do want Christian. I would die for him. And I'm just confused, why won't you let me near him?" I plead, standing in front of her.

"I don't know." She whispers. "I need some time to think."

"Think about what?" I say, feeling anger building up again.

"Everything. You, me, Christian, the engagement, soon marriage. Everything."

"So you're leaving me again." I say, backing up so I don't do anything stupid.

"Harry.." She says, coming closer but I back up some more. She stops, looking at me with a hurt expression. How did we go from 'I love you's' to this?

"Don't think of it that way." She whispers. She holds up her left hand, her ring glimmering in the afternoon sunlight.

"See this ring? It's a promise. A promise that you and I will be together, always, and hopefully forever. It's a promise that we'll take care of each other. A promise that I'll keep to you, if you do the same for me." Jessy says, and for the first time we're having a deep conversation and one, or both of us, aren't crying.

"I just need space. I want to go think, for the weekend. Just the weekend only. You could even have Christian all to yourself." She says, walking closer to me and holding out Christian for me to hold.