Lowk want to make Finn Wolfhard Harry's (step?)brother in this, he won't have a huge part but he'll be in it a bit. Comment if u think I should, like I'm so indecisive lol. Decisiveness? I don't know her.
Michelle slipped on her black heels and gathered up her necessities, her phone, purse and keys before heading out the door and driving to her counselling appointment.
She pulled up outside the building and checked her watch; 11:57. She smiled in relief that she was on time. She applied some Vaseline to her lips before she got out of her black Range Rover and walked into the building.
Her feet carried her over to the receptionist's desk and she smiled at the woman who was on the phone. She held her finger up to Michelle as she quickly wrote down the details to an appointment later that week. "Thank you! I'll see you Wednesday!" She hung up and gave Michelle her full attention. "Hello! How can I help you?"
"I have a couples counselling thing at 12." She spoke. "It was booked by Judge Keller for Michelle and Harry Styles."
She nodded as she typed quickly on her computer, soft elevator-like music and the sound of her fingers tapping on the keys were the only things that could be heard.
"Okay! Maria is just finishing up with her last client, so if you could take a seat in our waiting area, I'll call you when she's ready for you." She said and Michelle nodded, mouthing a thank you before she turned around. "Oh! Is your husband going to be here soon?"
"Yes! Definitely." Michelle smiled at the girl and she nodded, going back onto her computer. Michelle walked over to the seating area and sat down, pulling out her phone to call Harry.
She held the phone to her ear, waiting for him to answer. Much to her dismay, he didn't. She checked the time on her watch again; 11:59. They could get called in at any moment. She quickly called him again, hoping that he would answer.
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"Harry where are you? Hurry up, i could get called in at any minut-" Michelle was cut off by the counsellor calling them to their session.
"Mr and Mrs Styles?"
"Get your ass down here now." She spat into the phone in a whispered tone before she hung up and stood up, walking quickly over to the middle aged blonde woman. "Hi! I'm Michelle, unfortunately my husbands in a little bit of traffic, but he won't be long."
"That's not a problem Mrs Styles." She smiled and Michelle followed her down to her room. "Make yourself at home, would you like a drink? Coke, tea, coffee?"
"Water's fine, thank you." Michelle smiled politely at the formally dressed woman.
The woman filled up a cone shaped cup with some water and handed it to Michelle, whose leg was bouncing up and down with anticipation. "Thanks." She mumbled, quickly taking a large gulp of the refreshing beverage.
They sat in an uncomfortable silence for a while. Michelle inhaling so much oxygen that her cheeks were puffing up, until she exhaled and they returned to normal, then repeating. Their counsellor, whose name Michelle hadn't caught yet, awkwardly sat at her desk trying to occupy herself by glancing over her many inspirational quotes covered by glass hung up around the room.
"Is your husband coming, Mrs Styles?" She asked after a while.
"Yes! No, of course he is." Michelle licked her lips and as if on cue, the man of the hour walked in. "Ah! Speak of the devil and he shall appear." Michelle laughed uncomfortably.
"Sorry I'm late, ladies." He sat down next to Michelle. "I was dropping the kids off at their friends."
"What friend?" Michelle asked, staring into Harry's green eyes.
"Steph's at Louisa's, and Claudia's at Michaels." He replied smoothly.
"Micheal? Who's Micheal?" Michelle interrogated.
"I don't know- her friend? I was going to take her to Paris' but she told me to take her to Micheal's since it was closer- I was already running late."
"You mean to tell me, that you have left our daughter at some boy we've never met before?" Michelle glared at him.
"She likes Micheal." He shrugged.
"You don't know what they're doing!"
"His parents are there." He pointed out.
"You don't know what kids get up to nowadays." Michelle rolled her eyes, scoffing and the two glared at eachother for a while until the counsellor coughed lightly. Both of the two shot the other a dirty look before diverting their attention to the counsellor.
"I'm Maria Sherborne, your marriage counsellor for the next two months." She smiled.
"I'm so sorry about that." Michelle apologised and Harry nodded in agreement.
"That's quite alright Mrs Styles. In fact, it gave me a little insight on what I'm going to be dealing with." She started. "So, you mentioned that you have kids?" The couple nodded and she smiled. "Names and ages?"
"Um, Stephanie is 6 and Claudia is 15." Harry replied and Maria nodded, jotting that down, most likely so she can come up with ways to bring the couple back together.
"How old are the both of you?"
"I'm 31 and Harry's 32." Michelle answered.
"You had Claudia when you were 17, correct?" They both nodded in reply. "High school sweethearts?"
"Yes." They replied in unison.
"How long have the two of you been married?" She asked and they looked at each-other.
"14ish years." Michelle said and she nodded, also writing that down. "We got married after Claud was born."
"Why do the two of you want to file a divorce?"
"We've been arguing so so much for the past year or so, and it's gotten so bad that we can barely go a day without arguing." Harry replied, and Michelle looked down at her lap, licking her lips.
"Would you say that the two of you fell out of love with each other?"
"Yes." Michelle nodded. "That's exactly how I would describe it."
"Interesting..." she nodded. "I just want to do something before your first session ends. I want you two to complement eachother twice. Something that you love about them. Harry? How about you go first."
"I love your breasts." He replied and Michelle gasped and covered her boobs and Maria rolled her eyes, muttering an 'of course'.
"Michelle, your turn."
"I love..." she paused to think. "That you gave me my children."
"Something more personal, deeper this time- both of you." Maria said. "I want you to look into each others eyes and tell them what you love about them- go on Harry."
"Your laugh is contagious. It's cute." He smiled. "I could listen to it on repeat forever."
"Michelle..."
"Your eyes are gorgeous. They're the perfect shade of green." Michelle mumbled, wanting to break the awkward eye contact, but not seeming to be able to pull herself away.
"Great! I'll see you both this time next week! We're going to try and rekindle love. Bring photographs and happy memories!"
"Thanks Maria!" They said in unison and grabbed their bags, exiting the room.
They went separate ways. Harry went left instead of right, meaning that he had gone the wrong way. Michelle left him though. He could never admit that he was wrong.
I'll edit this at a later time. Hope ur having a tremendous day!
