Being Mrs. Styles

Chapter 4

                                                                    Chapter 4

Harry’s POV

 

“I’ll be back in a couple of hours.” I said, kissing Clementine’s forehead.

I bent down and kissed Aiden’s head as well, only for him to scrunch his brow and cross his arms over his chest.

“What?” I questioned.

“I’m too big for kisses.” He said, sticking his bottom lip out.

“Mummy isn’t too big for kisses, what makes you think you are?”

“Yeah, well mummy’s a girl, I’m not a girl, I’m a man.” I stifled the laugh that was building up inside of me, and Clementine covered her mouth with her hands.

“Well, then let’s do this then.” I said, holding up my fist. I showed Aiden how to bring his fist up to mine for a knuckle bump, and proceeded to do that three times before I actually got to leave.

“You two have a good day, and Aiden.” I said, my tone turning serious.

“Be good, and take care of your mum.”

“Yes daddy.”

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“So, is anyone single?” The interviewer asked

“Married.” Niall said, holding up his hand.

“Eh, I’m kind of in between.” I laughed, earning a laugh from the crowed.

“No, I’m married to my gorgeous wife, Clementine Styles.”

“Always gotta one up me, huh?” Niall joked, earning another round of laughter.

“I’m taken.” Liam smiled, and we all looked to Zayn.

“It’s complicated.”

We all knew he didn’t like talking about his current relationship status.

He and Delilah had been going strong there for a while, then she got offered a job in Australia, Zayn told her to take it, so she did, they tried the long distance thing but it wasn’t working out very well, so they both decided to stay single until she came back in a month, then they would work things out.

“So boys, on a more serious note.” The interviewer said, eyeing each of us.

“What’s the beef on Louis Tomlinson, is he going to be back in the band, what’s happening.”

“No.” Niall and I answered at the same time.

“No.” I shook my head “He isn’t, nor will he ever be, allowed to even consider stepping foot towards any of us.” I answered the nicest way I knew how, earning a scowl from Liam, an apologetic look from Zayn, an approving look from Niall and a surprised look from the interviewer.

“Well, okay then.”

Clementine’s POV

 

“Let me run upstairs so I can grab the sunscreen and then we can go.” I said to Aiden, who was sucking on a box of apple juice.

I ran up the staircase and searched the drawers in the master bathroom, searching for the sunscreen.

“Alright Aiden let’s put this o-“I was cut off when a wine bottle collided with my head, making me fall to the ground.

Everything was blurred; I could see a hint of red from where blood trickled down my forehead.

“Morning, love.” Louis cooed in my ear, before scooping me up bridal style and carrying me out the door.

Harry’s POV

 

I pulled into the drive way, taking the pizza box from the passenger seat and carrying it up towards the house, only to see the door wide open.

“Clementine?” I called, when I didn’t get a response I set the pizza down and shut the door.

“Clementine?” I called again. There was a broken wine bottle on the floor, as well as spots of blood.

“Clementine!” I yelled. I could hear muffled cries coming from upstairs; I took off running, trying to figure out where the cried were coming from. I opened each door until I finally got to Aiden’s room I tried the knob but it wouldn’t turn.

“Get away from the door!” I yelled, before running into it, knocking it to the ground.

“Daddy!” Aiden cried, hugging my leg tightly, tears running down his face.

“Aiden, tell me what happened.”

“That guy came and said I could have another juice-box if I went to play in my bedroom, when I came in here he shut the door and I couldn’t open it, I yelled for mummy, but she never came.” He cried.

“Oh, Aiden, I’m so sorry.”

“Daddy, where is mummy?”

“I don’t know, Aiden.” I said, tears began forming in my eyes as the reality set in.

“I don’t know.”