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What's been going on?

[Harry's pov]

I didn't know if I was doing right. I didn't want to, but my managers were kept telling me that it would be better for me to tell everyone what was going on into my life instead of let the media get through it.

I could hear the rain through the window. It was cold outside. A typical London day. I could see my suitcase on the table, already there for a couple of days ago. The airplane tickets just beside. I took a deep breath and made my way to the kitchen. Got a glass full of liquor and then made my way back to the living room. I took a sip before leaving the glass on the table and take my phone. I laid on the couch again and opened my Instagram account. Been a while since the last time I opened it and a massive list of notifications appeared me. I rolled my eyes and threw the phone to the end of the couch.

Suddenly I heard footsteps and I pretended I was sleeping. I could hear a deep breath. My phone was taking it off from the couch, and I was being covered with a blanket. I heard my phone was being unblocked and then a deep breath again. I was left alone again in that little living room and I opened my eyes again and saw my phone placed where I left the glass full of liquor.

It was May 1, 2019. It had been 9 months since the last time I gave signs of life on social networks. Nobody except my family and my friends knew what happened during these 9 months.

The sound of the front door woke me up. I took my phone from the table and I saw it was 7pm. I fell asleep and suddenly I was alone at home at that moment. I stood up and made my way upstairs. I took off my clothes and went to the bathroom. I stared at myself in the mirror and I could see my messy curls. "I need a haircut" I whispered and then I entered to the shower. I let the warm water fell down my body.

I couldn't stop thinking about my managers telling me what it would be better for me. I hated the fact that people was always saying what was good for me instead of asking me what I would like to do. Just turned 25 a couple of months ago and I realized that I spent almost 9 years of my life in the eye of the hurricane. Being careful in every step I took, every decision I made and every single thing I said.

I got out of the shower and I covered myself with a towel and suddenly I heard my phone rang downstairs. I ran to see who was calling me and I quickly answered. "Hello babe" "Hi mum, what's going on?" "That's what I was going to ask you, sunshine. I have paparazzi around Holmes Chapple. Are you still in London?" "Yes" "You were supposed to leave yesterday, don't you?" "Yeah... but I had some meetings with my managers." "About what?" "What do you think, mum?" "Yeah... just, just do what you want to do babe."

I heard the front door and I turned myself to don't face it. "Mum, I'll call you later." "Ok sunshine, bye!" "Bye" I hang the phone out and I heard "Finally I get to see you awake".

I took a deep breath and walked to her and pulled into my arms. A warm and close hug. I could smell her perfume. She was always wearing perfume, even the days she was using just some leggings and an old sweater, she always smelled amazing. I kissed her forehead and looked into her beautiful eyes. She smiled and pushed her lips to mine and wrapped her arms under my shirt.

Finally, she took a step back to face me. "I've just got a call from your mum" She said and I nodded. "Me too. Just hanged out now" I answered and she took her arms off from me to take off her coat. I walked to the table and took the airplane tickets. "Gotta buy new ones..." I whispered and she came to me and took it. "Harry I don't get why are you so disappointed about this." She finally said and I just took a deep breath. "I don't want anyone to tell me what I have to do." I said a little bit louder and she quickly put her hands on my cheeks. "And you've never done anything you don't want to since I've met you. They've just said to you, what would be better for you. For us. But if you don't want to, don't do it. It's up to you." I took off her hands from my cheeks and made my way to the couch. She just followed me and sat down beside me and put her hand on my knee. "It's easy for you Stephanie." I said and she stood up. "No, it's not. This is my life too now. This is my life from the first moment I meet you. And I'm ok with that, because I am happy with you. Aren't you?" She asked and I looked up at her and nodded. "Of course I am. I just wish we could have a little more time..." I finally said and she sat down again. "So do I." She said and I just put my arm around her shoulders and pushed her to me. "Everything will be fine." She whispered and I just looked at her and kissed her pink lips.

She wasn't going to tell me what I was supposed to do. She was so supportive and always sharing her point of view with me, but never telling me what should I do. I think that was one of the things that made me fall for her. I wasn't Harry Styles for her, I was just a normal lad with millions of fans, but a normal lad. And she was never afraid to tell me those things I didn't want to hear. I guess that made me realize that I needed help at some point, and luckily she brought me that help.

[Stephanie's pov]

I was walking around the street. It was 10pm. Harry didn't like the fact of me walking around London alone on the stage is I was. But I just needed some fresh air. I was so confused about everything. My life changed so much in such a short time. I was happy. I really was. But I was also terrified about the fact of everything moving on so fast.

After talking with Harry a couple of hours ago, I decided to let him alone to call his managers and talk about what he could do to fix all the drama that was going on in his life. I told him I was about to meet some friends, but part of him knew that I wanted to have a walk alone, something he didn't like. But I never needed a man beside me to walk around London and I didn't want that to change. I remember once he said to me "Someday you'll regret the fact of being with me, so your freedom to walk around will disappear". Fortunately, I still had this freedom. Maybe not for so much time... But that was the life I chose.

I sat down in the grass in front of the Big Ben and I closed my eyes remembering the day I meet Harry. It was in a Gucci promo where I was the photographer.

*THROWBACK*

"Can you just put some lights there?" I pointed to my assistant and she nodded and put those lights juts beside the white boxes I prepared for the model to come. I heard some voices behind me and I saw a young tattooed guy, same age as me, towards me. "Hi, I'm Harry!" He said smiling. "Stephanie" I answered and shook my hand. I realized who he was and I turned to my assistant and whispered "I hate this kind of collaborations..." and she just faked a smile.

[Harry's Pov]

I decided to take a cold shower to clear my mind. I was going to do it. I had to. Not just for me, but for Stephanie too. I knew she lied to me about her seeing some friends. I knew exactly what she was doing, walking around London. It's something she used to do before we meet and after all these months together, she's been doing it every time she has something bothering on her mind. I told her a few times that I didn't like the fact of her walking alone just at the moment we were living, but she was doing it anyway.

I called my assistant and told her to buy new airplane tickets to fly to LA. Then I took a deep breath and walked to the couch. I took my phone, chose the picture I had as a wallpaper and opened Instagram. I started to write what I wanted to say. At first, I wrote a long text, but then I deleted it. It wasn't supposed to be me explaining. I just wanted to shout all the rumours out. I took a look at the picture again and smiled. I knew exactly what I wanted to say, what I was feeling.

[Stephanie's pov]

My phone's notification turned me back to the reality while I was remembering how I meet Harry. I opened my eyes and took my phone out of my pocket. It was an Instagram notification. Harry Styles had tagged me in one picture. I smiled as I unlocked my phone and got into the app.

*My full happiness is filling in this picture. I've never been this happy before. Gonna be out for a little while as I want to enjoy this moment as much as I can. All the love. H xx

And there was, one of my favorite pictures ever. Harry and I in our first dance as a husband and wife, both of us smiling, looking into each other, my hands around his neck, one of Harry's hand on my back and the other one in my 21 weeks old growing tummy.