Harry's POV
Soft bursts of warm breath on my chest, comforted me as I woke up to a new year. Jen's bare limbs were tangled with mine perfectly, as she slept soundly into the morning.
I didn't know what time we both felt was adequate enough to close our eyes on the past year, but whatever time that was, clearly wasn't long enough ago, as I was still craving a few more hours of sleep.
I couldn't remember the last time I woke up with Jen in my arms, without the sounds of a tiny little person, telling us she was very much awake and ready for a feed. Not that I was complaining, it wasn't a burden on me, it was a blessing that I got to wake up remembering I was a father.
The past year had been such a whirlwind of emotions. The good, bad, and the ugly showed themselves over the course of the past twelve months, which only made me stronger as a person, and made my relationship with my girlfriend strengthen immensely. I would relive every negative moment, if it lead me to this very day, in this very moment.
Not only was I holding the woman I was in love with, she was so much more than that to me. She was the mother of my child, my purpose on this earth, and soon she would be my bride. A month and fourteen days seemed like an awfully long wait, but that was insignificant compared to the months we were apart, and marrying her wasn't even an option for me. Forty four days was nothing, the wait would be worth it.
This year was going to be the first without me being tied down to a contract, sending me from country to country everyday. Once this tour of the U.K was done, I was free from any work obligations, and I could finally just live my life for me, and not record companies and crowds of strangers I didn't know.
I loved my fans, I made sure I showed them my appreciation continuously, but it would be nice to just avoid the mobbing's and online drama, being in the spotlight thrusted upon me. I'd never have anonymity, but slowly my relevance would surely die down a little, and me walking down the street with a coffee wouldn't make a headline on some tasteless gossip website.
I would love to just go to the beach with my daughter, and not have a single person approach me, asking for a photo. I'd love to hold my girlfriends hand down the street, and not have a man with a camera pointed at us, asking intrusive questions that were none of his business. I understood it was their job, and I understood that when I signed up for this life, I signed up to being stopped in the streets, but I just wanted some privacy now, just a complete break from the spotlight.
The most important thing in my life now was my family, and providing for them the life they deserved, and needed. Without touring, I needed another project to pursue, something to keep me busy, while also allowing me to be with my girlfriend and daughter. I wasn't sure what the next phase of my life would entail, but that was the beauty of a hiatus- I could do whatever I wanted with no boundaries or ties to the band. The possibilities were endless, but I would think about that another time.
Jen began to stir in her sleep, telling me she would be waking any second. Her body clock didn't allow her to sleep in too often, so even when she could sleep, she rarely took the opportunity. She was always in mum mode, always thinking of Mia and what she had to do as soon as she woke. She had been an amazing mum these past few months, I was so proud of her.
"Morning my love," I patted down on her messy curls from the night before, getting tangled in my finger tips as I reached the ends.
"Good morning," she looked up, reaching up to kiss me before laying her head back down on my chest.
"So last night was..."
"Fun," she finished off my sentence, letting out a small chuckle as she recounted the after party in this very room.
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Something Infinite
FanfictionWith the future looking uncertain at the end of Something Greater - the second book in the Something Great trilogy - has Jenelle survived the dark turn her labour has taken, or is Harry set to be a single father? Life has now become a balancing act...