Resistance (Harry Styles)

Chapter 15: The mum talk

Aishwarya's POV  

 I had spent around three weeks in Cape Town, in all. And a week after the meet. And I'd rather have a road roller crush me alive, than be here and face him. Because what I was having going through could be labeled as the mother of all awkwardness.

"Harry?" He looked just as bewildered as me yet the same. The same magnificent boy or should I now say man, that I once fell in love with.

"Aishwarya?"

"What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?" I stressed as he stepped away so I could come in while he ran to grab my luggage. "Where's Eleanor?" I changed the topic of discussion and shrug the awkwardness away, slightly at least.

"She's in her room." Harry pointed and I whisked away in the direction, leaving him to his solitude, for two reasons. One because I wanted him to be out of my sight and two, I needed to see Eleanor.

The moment I saw her tired state and bloodshot eyes, my heart cringed. I hated to see her like that.

"It will be okay." I hugged her.

She buried her face in my shoulder, inhaling the scent I probably would have been carrying after an extremely long flight.

"I hope so." She replied.

"What did Louis say?" My attempts at distracting people are pathetic and I should admit it, for her quiet state had now turned to sobbing at my mention of his name.

"I don't know. He's been in Bosnia all along. I wanted to talk to him but every time I spoke about it, he said we needed to do this face to face and I don't know, Aishu. This is horrible. I shouldn't have done this, without telling him but y'knw I couldn't have told him. He would have asked me to raise the kid and he and I can't, not right now. That would be like murdering his career. And management wouldn't have allowed it either."

She was crying hard now and I had turned to rubbing her back, soothingly. "I understand," I mumbled in her ear. "He'll understand too. He loves you, doesn't he?" She pulled back to look at me and I wiped her tears. "This is just a phase. It'll all be over. Soon."

"I don't know. I have no idea." She replied with heavy heart.

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Three hours had passed and my eyes were droopy, but I couldn't go to sleep. I had been cooking dinner for the three of us. And yes, Harry was still here. Louis was in Bosnia, like Eleanor said. I was clueless about Niall and Liam's whereabouts. As for Zayn and Perrie, I didn't want to know. After Eleanor had told me about what actually had happened to my relationship because of Perrie's little drama, I was done with her.

My phone beeped and Harry brought it over for me, into the kitchen. It was my mum and I smacked my forehead because I'd said I would call her once I reached which I forgot. Can't blame me, though.

"Aishwarya, what is happening?" I shot Harry a look, wondering what my mum was referring to.

"Uh." I stirred the red boiling pasta sauce. "What do you mean, mum?"

"You know too well, Aishwarya." She's using my full name and that signals something's off so I simply waited for more. "First you drop here without notice and then you leave and don't even call back."

"Mum, there's some trouble here. You know that."

"I'm giving you all the space you need, but I need to know what's going on. You haven't once talked to me. I have no idea what's going on between you and Harry and the-Eleanor-news on tv is saddening-"

"Mum," I spoke feebly. "Relax. Okay? It's nothing. The management has it all sorted now." I lied.

"Good for all of you. But what about you and-"

"I don't know."

"What is that supposed to mean now?"

I walked out of the kitchen because I couldn't talk about it in front of Harry. This was true, I hadn't spoken about it all to my mum. And she even never asked me why all of a sudden I showed up at her doorstep. And I think when she asks me outright about it all, I should tell her. She's my mum. And mums give out the best advices. That's what they're for, after all.

"My love is not strong enough to bind him to me."

Her voice seemed to melt at my words.

"Sweetheart, love is what you make out of nothing. Love is what turns strangers into much more. Love is enough to take huge steps and sacrifice lives for. Love is everything you want it to be. But never test it lengths or purity, it usually never ends well. Rather, improvise it. And see where it went wrong."

"But ma, what if he doesn't want me to?"

"Wanting to love is greed and loving is being selfish. If you want it, fight for it. Don't hang for it to come to you, the wait is often tiring."

"You think?"

"I know. Now get off the phone with me and do what you have to. Keep in contact and give El my love." She cut the phone leaving me to cook.

"You shouldn't have left me with the stove, alone. I am not responsible for the burns now," he chuckled as I took as my place to stirring and adding spices, back in the kitchen.

"Same old." I whispered, yet he caught my word and smiled.

"How's she now?" Harry asked.

"Can't say. She's more worried about what Louis will have to say."

"From how much I know Louis, it'll all resolve. He loves her too much."

And what continued was something I had been wishing for the past month almost but now that it was happening, I was scared.

He stared at me with glimmering eyes and pouty lips. His face looked so innocent and gorgeous. He stepped closer to me and averted my gaze. I tried to possibly look everywhere except him because I knew, the moment out eyes would meet again, I would forget everything and kiss him. But this stopped being an option for me after I left Harry's apartment that morning in Cape Town.

He took my chin between his fingers and made me look up. A bell rung and snapped us both out of what was going to commence. Harry's eyes darted towards the front door and I mumbled, "I'll get it."

I had to get out of the kitchen and I was so thankful to whoever stood outside the door right now. Opening the door I came face to face with another living being I dreaded. Another argument I was running away from.

Outside stood Zayn and Perrie, holding hands.

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I feel so shitty for making all of you wait so long! So here is the next update--IN LESS THAN TWO HOURS, yeah :) I'm a nice person! <3 SORRY AGAIN!