Fancy Pants || l.s.

chapter 4

"I'm going to sleep! I have work tomorrow morning. Goodnight mum, Harry." Gemma hugs them both and kisses their cheeks.

"Hey mum?" Harry asks once Gemma leaves, "Can I talk to you?"

"Of course baby. Come sit." Anne scoots over and makes room for Harry to get comfortable. "What did you want to talk about?"

"Well it's about Aaron."

"Aaron's lovely isn't he? He loved the pasta. Sad he couldn't stay the night."

"Mum." Harry stops his mum from talking any longer and Anne apologizes. "I went to breakfast this morning with Zayn before coming here and he told me I should break up with Aaron. I love Aaron so much. I really do. But your opinion matters more to me, so what do you think? I'm not saying I'll actually listen to what you think I should do but I'm just tired of Zayn always telling me to break up with him."

"Well, I like Aaron. You like Aaron right? I think he's great. You love him? It looks-"

"Mum," Harry laughs, "You're talking really fast and please don't lie. I really want to know what you think I should do." Anne sighs and turns towards Harry before beginning.

"You guys have been dating for almost two years now. I remember when you two first started dating," Anne looks at Harry and smiles, "You were both so happy. Always smiling and laughing and cuddling. I remember when I first met him at the Christmas party. He thought Zayn liked you and he tried protecting you from him." Mum laughs silently and Harry nods with a smile, allowing her to continue. "I remember everyone loved him. He was so nice and kind. Always looking after you and making you happy. Your eyes were filled with love, as was his. But now-"

"Now what?" Harry scoots closer and listens intently as his mum starts speaking again.

"Now, I'm not sure how I feel about your relationship with him. I've noticed that you're very cautious about what you say and do around him. I know Gemma probably hasn't noticed but I've definitely noticed. It's like you're scared. I don't like it. I don't like when your scared. It's my job to make sure you're okay. You're not okay." She looks up at Harry who's eyes are slightly wide and glistening.

"Mum, I-"

"Is he hurting you?" Harry opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out. "Tell me, I just want to make sure you're okay honey."

"He's. . .no. No he doesn't hurt me. He's just been a little moody s'all. That's why I'm cautious around him so that I won't make him mad. I'm not scared around him or anything!" Harry waves his arms around and brushes his fingers through his hair, "I just don't want to see him mad."

"He's been moody for the last few months?" Mum raises her eyebrow and rest her hand on Harrys knee. "No one's moody for that long."

"Yeah. He's just-he's going through stuff with modeling and he's been a little moody." Harry presses his lips into a line and nods.

"Harry-"

"Should I? Should I break up with him?" Harry asks and looks at his mum with desperation in his eyes.

"I'm not going to tell you what you should and shouldn't do with your relationship."

"Mum, please. Just tell me what you think." Harry begs and a few tears fall down his cheek. Anne grabs Harrys face slightly and Harry flinches because his face was still hurting from earlier. Anne furrows her brows and frowns.

"I think you should break up with him," Anne whispers and let's go of Harrys face. Harry nods and starts crying, Anne pulls him in for a hug and he just breaks down.