Harry Styles fan fiction.
They had it all together. Really couldn't wish for anything more.
So, what made it change? Perhaps it was that one little mistake...
Come, join Alexandra and Harry through this long, frustrating journey.
Harry and I have not spoken much to each other, ever since our argument. I kept busy with Scarlett and with cleaning around the house, and he locked himself in his studio room for most of yesterday. It's currently 10:36 in the morning -next day- and we've not said a word to one another. All of this started because of something work related. Jeff, Harry's manager, arranged for Camille Rowe to be in Harry's music video for Two Ghosts (A/N: I know you all probably hate me for this HAHAHA). If I'm being completely honest, I'm not a big fan of that girl (A/N: how many of you agree with Alex?🤔), but I understand it's for work purposes. That, however, does not mean I am entirely okay with Harry being near her. She's been known for starting rumours of them both a couple of years back, who's to say she won't do it again just for a bit of publicity? I know it may seem childish of my end, but I can guarantee you, if it were Harry in my position, he'd be the same way. I just pray to God this dinner doesn't turn out to be as horrid as I imagine it.
I'm in Scarlett's nursery getting her baby bag ready seeing as she'll be spending the night with my Mum, whilst Harry and I go to his stupid dinner with his manager.
"What do you want to wear, my beautiful girl?" I cooed as I looked over the many different items of clothing my baby girl has hanging in her walk-in closet.
"Gog!" Scarlett cackled, tiny fists rubbing against her cheeks happily. I let out a laugh at her cute babbling nonsense.
"You can't wear a dog, you silly girl. What about this beautiful dress Daddy got you for Christmas?" I opted, though I was highly aware of the fact that my daughter didn't have a clue as to what I was telling her.
"No!" Scarlett squealed, though her giggles and shrieks told me otherwise.
"You're so sassy, Miss Styles. What are we going to do with you?" I tisked playfully, planting a row of kisses to her chestnut locks.
As I continued to rummage through the racks of clothing in my daughter's room, Harry appeared by the arch-away of the closet's doors.
"Do you need help with anything, babe?" He asked softly- almost shyly.
I looked between him and Scarlett, slowly nodding my head.
"Can you start getting her ready for when we have to take her to my Mum's, please? The clothes are already on her changing table, and she's already been bathed." I told my fiancé.
He took our daughter into his arms and hugged her close to his chest, kissing the crown of her head fondly.
"Okay... is there anything else I can help you with?" Harry questioned, his green eyes staring at me as he played with our daughter's tiny fingers.
"No. I've got the rest from here. You should start getting ready, after you finish with Scarlett." I advised as I turned around to continue picking out clothes for my daughter.
"Alright then. I'll bring her back to you when I'm done." He finalised, nodding curtly before disappearing out of my sight.
I sighed to myself tiredly; I hate when Harry and I argue. I don't like being angry with him. But I can't, and I won't stay quiet when I see or hear something I'm not okay with.
Deciding on having a sit down conversation with him later, I continued with my task at hand, which was to find my daughter something to where, and because she was only going to stay at my Mum's for the night, I picked out one of her blue footie pyjamas, and a cute flower printed dress along with some diapers, pacifier (though she hardly ever used it), blanket, and favourite stuffed animal. Before I knew it, I was done with her baby bag. My Mum's taken care of her plenty of times, so she's got Scarlett some formula and solid foods, as well as toys and some other things my baby might need whilst I'm away.
After I was done with Scarlett's bag, I pranced into mine and Harry's shared bedroom to begin getting ready for the dinner.
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"Mummy loves you, my sweet girl. I'll see you tomorrow. Bye my baby." I crooned as I kissed my daughter one last time before passing her off to her Dad so he could say goodbye.
"Be a good girl for Abu. Daddy adores you, kitty." Harry murmured, placing a final kiss on Scarlett's temple as he gave her to my mother who cuddled Scar against her chest happily.
"Say bye bye to Mummy and Daddy, princesa." Mum coaxed Scarlett who was peeking over my Mum's shoulder to Dali, my Mum's Pit bull.
After sharing our goodbyes with my mother, we were set to leave her flat and begin the journey to The Ledbury.
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"You alright?" Harry questioned as we came to a halt at a red light.
"I'm fine," I assured, my gaze fixed on the buildings outside of the vehicle. Harry sighed from besides me, just as I was about to ask him what was wrong, the light turned from red to green, so I had no choice but to stay quiet for the remainder of the drive.
Oh dear. Lord, give me strength....
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"I'm just pulling into a parking spot, I'll see you in a minute." I chuckled into my phone as Jeff whined about my whereabouts.
Turning the engine of the SUV completely off, I turned toward Alexandra.
"Ready?" I murmured softly, stroking my fingers against the back of her hand delicately. Alexandra took in a deep breath, her eyes closing momentarily.
"Yeah. Let's go; wouldn't want to keep them waiting." She chuckled dryly as she got out of the car, leaving me to sit on my own like a complete and utter idiot.
Please God, let this be a good night. That's all I ask if you.
