Married To A Styles | H.S +UNDER EDITING+

Cheese Crackers

I hold Darcy as I watch Harry from backstage at the studio. He laughs at something one of the boys said, but I was answering one of Darcy's questions so I couldn't hear.

"Harry." The interviewer gets Harry's attention and I watch, wondering what they are going to ask. "Yours and Mia's life has been pretty hectic at the moment!" Harry nods. "How's Darcy?"

"Amazing." Harry smiles. "Being home with my family is always the best part of my day."

"Yes, that is. It has been awhile since you guys talked about having another baby.." I see Harry tense, turning to look away from the interviewer to me. "Have any more future plans set?"

"No." Harry answers, looking back to the woman. "I think Darcy is good enough for us and I will always be away... I don't think it's in the picture."

"You guys must've talked about it.." The woman says, urging for him to tell her more.

"Yeah, we have." He simply says. "We would love more kids, only if I was on a different career schedule, and.. Things are just difficult right now."

"Why is that?" The woman presses.

I want to go out there and slap that bitch in the face for pressing Harry like this. But I have Darcy and it'll be headlines.. So, I guess I will stay here. Be invisible to the world.

"I would rather not say.." Harry says.

I see the woman's face fall and a smile appears on mine. Stop pressing my husband, you inconsiderate piece of-

"Mommy?" Darcy's voice startles me and I look to her.

"Yeah?" I ask, staring at her and waiting for her to answer.

"I'm hungry." She pouts. "And I have.. I have to Pee."

I laugh, turning around and walking deeper into the backstage part of the studio.

"Let's see if we can solve both your problems." I say, looking for someone who can help.

"Are you looking for something?' A lady walks over to me.

She's dressed in a black business suit, her white collar sticking up and out of her shirt, around her neck.

"Yes, uh.. Where's the bathroom?" I ask, shifting Darcy's weight in my arms.

The lady points to a door behind her and she starts walking away.

"Are there any refreshments or drinks here?' I ask and the lady turns back around, facing me.

"Yes, we have crackers, chips.." She names off items and Darcy just picks some cheese crackers.

While she is getting the food, I take Darcy through the door that the lady pointed to, locking it.

As Darcy does her stuff, I stare at the mirror, admiring how gorgeous the bathroom looks. I feel like it's weird to watch somebody Pee. Even if it's Harry, or my own daughter, but still.

Just standing there, watching someone Pee..

That's what nightmares are made out of. When someone watches you Pee.

Scary shit.

When Darcy is done, we exit the bathroom and see the lady from earlier, standing by the door, holding a package of crackers and a bottle of water.

The lady gives it to Darcy and runs off when another silhouette comes and gets her.

"Do you want a bite, mommy?" Darcy asks, moving the cracker package to face me.