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forty-eight

[Hey ya warning you about the smut because it happened it's actually in here. Thank you again to my fabulous friend who writes them for me! ilysm sweetness. I did promise a long chapter, this chapter was 10 pages long when i wrote it, so it's decently long. I love you all, thank you for reading! xx :)]

I drove to my mother’s hotel, and managed to make it there within the hour, after getting lost numerous times. I pulled up to the front door, and texted her to say that I was here. I waited in the car for a while as she said she still had to get dressed. The radio played quietly in the background as I scrolled through twitter, tweeting that I was going out with my mom. I placed my phone down into my purse again, and looked at the door. My mother quickly walked to my car. I smiled and unlocked the doors, granting her entrance. She slid in and shivered as she looked up at me, soon curving a smile onto her lips.

“You look lovely.” She said as she rubbed my cheek.

“Thank you.” I smiled.

She put on her belt and I drove onto where we were going to eat. She told me the place was fancy, and gave me the directions. The place was an hour from her hotel, almost two hours from Harry’s home. Once we got there I parked in front of the door, and my mother and I got out.

She went to the front desk and said she had reservations, as soon as she told them her name we were lead to the back into a booth. My mother wasn’t lying when she said that this place was fancy. The floor was a black tile, the walls were painted a deep purple with gold embroidery along the baseboards. We took a seat in our booth, and looked through the menus, ordering wine to start us off.

“So how are things?”

I sighed and shook my head as I placed my menu down to look at my mother.

“Not too good, I guess.”

“Why not? What’s happening?”

“Alyssa, Harry, Louis and management.”

“What about them? Tell me everything.” She ordered softly.

And with that I began my rant.

“Alyssa is saying that Harry isn’t good for me and that he’s basically using me, and that all he really wants is my money and then she was telling me that I was moving too fast because I’m moving in with him and that actually offended me because it’s not like I went and got pregnant when I was with Harry for 4 months. And then I got upset and I went to my house but I told Harry that I was with management and him and Louis showed up to get all of Alyssa’s stuff and he caught me and he was so mad. And now we’re still together but I’m mad at him because he never let me explain to him what happened and-“

“Amelia.” My mother stopped me. “I think you’re making such a big deal out of this, and you shouldn’t be.”

“Mom you don’t get it-“

“I get it, Amelia. But this needs to be worked out between you all, and if Louis is the reason for this than I think you should consult him first.”

“I don’t want to. Mom he is so rude to me, I haven’t done anything to him but he’s been this way since Alyssa found out she was pregnant. He completely flipped out on me.”

She folded her menu and lowered her voice.

“And Harry, what’s he doing to you?”

“He’s getting mad a lot.” I softly replied as I looked down. “He got really mad the other day; he thought I was cheating on him or something. And then later that night I came to his house to gather my things, and he started crying. So I stayed.”