A Lovely Betrayal

Chapter Fifteen

i watch as the boys goof around on set smiling lightly. 1D day was a hit. I jump when Lou taps my arm. 

"If you're hungry  there are sandwhiches and stuff over there on the table." She says and I smile at her gratefully scurrying over to the table grabbing several sandwhiches and walk over plopping down next to a fan making her squeal. 

"Helo there!" I say grinning. 

"Oh my god you're Tatum! You're Harry's wife! And that's little Owen!" She says pointing at my tummy. I grin nodding. 

"My little Owen Vander. He's due in April. What's your name?"

"Angie! I'm from California!" She says her brown eyes lighting up with joy. 

"Well Angie how would you like to meet the boys?" Her eyes widen and she nods quickly. I grab her hand pulling her up. "Then come on!" I pull her off set towards where the boys who weren't hosting were standing. Harry glances up a smile on his face. 

"hey babe. Whose this?"

"This is my new friend Angie." I say pushing her forward. I watch as she interacts with the boys her cheeks flushed with excitement. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I hum quietly as I walk away towards the exit. Pulling out my phone I scrunch my eyebrows when I see Ashton's face on the screen. 

"Hello?" I say quietly rubbing my arm anxiously.

"Tatum. God I'm such a horrible person." He whispers and I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. 

"What's wrong? what did you do?"

"I'm sorry."

Ashton POV

I stare down at Marnie's sleeping form as she snored lightly wrapped up in my blankets. God what was I doing. All being with marnie would do was bring us both pain. Sighing I walk to the living room where Luke and Calum were playing video games. 

"Hey mate you want to play?"

"Nah I'm going out. I'll uh be back later." I say and shrug on my jacket before bolting out the door. Shoving my hands in my pockets I walk down the crowded streets of London My mind racing a million miles an hour. what was wrong with me? How could I do that? I'm such a horrible person. I shouldn't have lied. I'm always guilty when I lie it eats away at me until I tell the truth and here it was. The agonizing guilt that I couldn't stand any more. I take a seat on a bench in Hyde park watching mothers walking with their children and smile thinking about what it would have been like had Tatum chosen me. Had she been carrying my child. I get up and pace back and forth in front of the bench pulling on my hair and biting my nails. 

"What are you doing?" A small voice asks from behind me. I whirl around to see a little boy with bright blue eyes and blonde hair staring at me his nose red from the cold. 

"thinking."

"About what?" He asks sitting next to me when I plop down on the bench. 

"Something that I did that was very bad."

"What did you do?"

"I lied to someone I love."

"That's not very nice." He says quietly and I nod. 

"No it wasn't."

"Are you going to tell the truth?"

"I'm thinking about it. But I'm afraid she'll be very mad at me."

"Of course she will, you lied to her that's very mean, but if she loves you too then she'll forgive you."

"you think so?"