"A woman and a little girl"
The ride to the airport is silent. I know my parents are disappointed that I didn't stay longer with them, but I need to leave, and I need them to understand that.
I need to see him.
Thank god, they understood.
Breathing the fresh air of my favorite city reminds me of all the good and all the bad that has happened here. But then again, my life is here, and life isn't all butterflies and kisses. Trust me, i've learned the hard way.
In this city, i found love.
And to me, this is the most magical thing about life, the ability to love and to be loved.
Even if sometimes we tend to forget love isn't possession, it often make us feel multiple feelings at the same time.
That's something i've always preached, there is love, and there is Love. Love can be a feeling, as it can be more than just that. It can also be a mix of one hell lot of feelings: joy, happiness, self consciousness, sadness, regret, anger...
But most importantly, trust. Feeling like you can trust someone you love is essential, and I just now realize I forgot what it is like to do just that.
Harry and I went through a lot, and I'd love to say we are stronger now than ever, but I can't help feeling we're not...
I lost the blinded trust I had on him. And I'm planning on getting it back.
I enter the penthouse Harry bought for us with the key he gave me, and multiple memories come back into my mind.
Memories of us having fun like careless kids, memories of us kissing and falling in love all over again, but also memories of us crying because of the death of our baby...
I remember feeling like my world stopped turning, like I couldn't live anymore, but look at me now. I did it, I survived, and that's a proof that nothing is insurmountable.
The house is quiet, Harry must have left for whatever it was he needed to do.
I'm thinking of ways to let him know i'm here for him now, and that I'll always support him. That I trust him.
I have a few ideas in mind...
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The sun is down and I've spent all day cleaning around trying to occupy myself while I wait for Harry. I'm starting to feel anxious, why isn't he home already?
Did he come here for other reasons than work? Did he come to see someone? Oh my god did he come to satisfy his man needs?! I was sure he couldn't wait 6 months without doing anything, he needs to, well, get some...
As I'm about to grab my phone to call Harry, the door clicks open and he comes in, but he's not alone.
A woman and a little girl are with him.
"Selena?!" Harry says surprised. I can't seem to move, who is that woman and why is her child holding Harry's hand?!
"Oh hello, I'm Ava and this is my daughter Avery" The woman greets me, and then realisation hits me, this is Harry's high school girlfriend, and that is her child. Her child.
But there's no sigh of a father...
Oh god no...
A/N:
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Foreign Love || Harry Styles AU {completed}
Fanfic"I never understood what love was really like, but I felt it for the first time looking in your eyes" ❧ Foreign City, Foreign Boy, Foreign Feelings That's what she's about to discover ❧ This feeling is foreign to her because she ne...