Back And Forth (Sequel To Sent From Above)

76. Elle Magazine

   It's been days since my little incident I encountered myself at the bar and having Zayn to pick me up was dreadful. I wasn't happy with myself along with Zayn who seem more pissed and pointing out that I was a mother of a three year old who needed a parent's attention 24/7.

    I didn't like having to be told off by someone who didn't have it any better than me. Zayn has been struggling on his own, keeping his image well and not tainted by showing to everyone him and Gigi are doing fantastic and preparing for his upcoming tour that would have Cam and me not seeing him for almost a year. Well almost, since he bought us tickets to visit him.

     He did end up staying the night at my place just to keep an eye on not only Cammie but on me also since I drank a little too much over my limit. But I had a right to. And I wish I could the night before or right now because today's the day I'm in charge of the Styles' shoot and these past few nights, I wasn't able to sleep well since getting flashbacks of the time Harry came over, which resulted in us... being intimate.

"Why are we doing this?" I blurt it out before my mind could catch on what I said. I knew Harry, and he wasn't to be off to cheat on his wife like this. Not with an old ex of his. Something was going on and it wasn't him missing me I bet.

"I don't know.. ever since the cheating scandal of Katie Ann, everything's changed. " He begins, "We didn't speak for months but insisted to stay together to look good in the public eye. That was her thought and I followed. But it backfired on me- having going to be a bad boy montage the past years after we were done and then getting married and to get cheated in the end I'm now the soft boy who let's everyone step on me. It's shitty."

I could hear the pain laced in his voice when ranting about this. She didn't know Harry would struggle so much over his image to the public eye. He wanted to maintain his reputation well but it was only breaking by staying with Katie Ann.

"But then, when I was on the brink to leave Katie Ann she told me she was pregnant. And I was the father's child. I stayed. We been trying for so long to have a child but that went out the toilet when the cheating scandal went up."

"Why did you end up with her in the end?" I asked, hoping to get a truthful answer. He intakes a breath, his hold on my bare waist tightens. I inhale his smell of his cologne, planning a small kiss on his bare chest to calm him down.

"Because I love her and she was the most broken out of us two when she lost the baby. I couldn't leave her." Harry mumbles, "She went through so much but she started to close herself from me, not telling me so much and always holed up in our room."

My face resting on his chest, my mind wandered to what he was telling me-- his life story in marriage sounded like complete shit but his love for his wife to me seem like he now barely showed it.

"And now, I find out I have a kid with my ex, who turned out to be more beautiful than the last time I laid my eyes on her," he shifts himself up from his position to look at me--his thumb slowly caressing my chin.

I blushed at his comment on me, moving in to close the gap between us with my lips. He groaned in response, his fingers trailing all my bare back and positioning me on top of him.

"Before we continue," he breaks our kiss," this stays between us. Tell and it'll be my mission to ruin you." He smirks. I thought he was joking at first, but then I knew he wasn't playing around. He would do it if I told.

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  "Good morning Mr. and Mrs.Styles," approaching to them with a keen smile while behind me chaos was literal. "Welcome to Elle, we are pleased to have you guys here. Is there anything you two would like to drink?"