Harry
"Maybe we can find some pretty printed ones!" Brielle said with Jasmine in her arms. "No, no printed glasses, baby! Those are for women!" She pouted and I reached down to rub Prince's head in the car seat. Here we were in the glasses shop and all Brielle could think about was how good I would look in printed glasses. "Brielle, babe, you do know that I'm getting just plain old black don't you?" I asked and she held Jasmine in front of her face. "But dwaddy." She said in her best baby girl impression. "I want you to get the pwrinted gwasses. Pretty pwease?" She knew that I couldn't say no or resist my kids. "Fine," I huff and kiss Brielle on the lips. "Only because you two are so dang cute." She clapped and made Jasmine give me a kiss as well. "See, she's happy too."
Andrea
"Andy, come on now girl! You know that you would have him if that B word wasn't in the picture!!" My friend and coworker, Geneva, said coldly. "I'm just saying. You have his child and you-" I cut her off. "It's not his child." She looked at me confused and rolled her eyes. "Stop lying." I looked down at the coffee mug that I had been drinking out of. "I'm serious..I got a paternity test long before he was 'The Harry Styles.'" She looked at me in shock. "You crazy bitch."
Louis
"Mum..yeah mum hello." I said into the phone and crouched down in the corner beside the dresser. "It's me, mum. Yeah I'm okay. I just need someone to talk to.." I sighed and began telling her. "Well, mum, Harry is going blink. The poor lad could barely even see the song sheet today, let alone know how to sing it without knowing the words. He's my best friend, mum and I don't know how to help.." By this time my eyes were watering and I let out a small shriek. "He's a good person, mum. He doesn't deserve his." I gulped and listened to what she had to say.
"Well baby boy, sometimes bad things happen to good people. Hell, they happen to the good and the bad and we can't do anything about it but pray and move on. I know you feel useless right now to him because you're his best friend and right-hand man but you've got to keep your head up. Just like Harry has been. I've spoken to Ann and she's told me to tell you and everyone else the same. They have been dealing with this since he was born, baby. There's nothing you could've done to stop it-" By this time, I was in full blown tears and sobbing mode. Eleanor was rubbing circles in my back and we both listened to my mum talk again. "Just please please don't let this get you down. Be there for him. For Brielle. For your niece and nephews. For the band. For the fans. For your family, Lou. Mummy is always just a phone call away when you need me. Remember this: It'll rain for hours, maybe even days at a time but not forever. The sun will shine again."
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Compassion (MAJOR EDITING) #Wattys2015
FanfictionHarry and Brielle Styles may have what seems like the perfect fairytale life. A mansion, billions of dollars in the bank, and a bun in the oven for Brielle. But what happens when a ghost of Harry's past comes back and wants more of what he already h...