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Chapter 42

Kally's P.O.V
~Friday Night~
Harry and I are in Los Angeles which I'm happy about because I miss California a lot. Harry and I were just laying down cuddling after I had cried from watching the Night Changes video. He felt really bad for making me cry, even though it wasn't his fault. "Are you okay now?" Harry asks. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say, sitting up. I get on top of him, and he puts his hands on my waist. "I love you." I whisper. "I love you, too." He smiles. I smile, too, and lean down, and kiss him. We soon get into a heated make out session. Harry kept playing with the hem of my shirt. He was such a tease. He finally takes my shirt off, and takes my pants off, too. I take his shirt, and pants off as well. I'm left in my bra, and underwear, but Harry decides to take them off. Harry takes off his boxers, and we started kissing again. We kiss until Harry's phone rings. We kiss more, and try to ignore it, but fail. Harry tries to get up, but I don't let him. "Just ignore it." I mumble, kissing his neck. "Babe, it's probably work. Get up." He says. I sigh, and get off of him, putting my clothes back on. He picks up his phone. "Hello?" He says. I don't know who's on the phone, but I bet it's important because he cusses under his breath, and starts to put his clothes back on. "Okay, I'll be there in a minute." He says, then hangs up. "Where are you going?" I ask as he stands up now fully clothed. "I forgot I have to rehearse for the AMA's." He says. "Oh." I nod. "Yeah, I'll be back soon." He gives me a kiss on the cheek, then leaves. I'm now all alone once again.
Harry's P.O.V
I reach the place, and then hurry onstage to rehearse with the boys. "What is up with you forgetting things?" Zayn asks. "I don't know. I'm sorry." I say. We get in a line, and start to sing Night Changes.
When we're done, management is here, and decides to have a little talk with me. "Harry.." He says, sternly. "Yes?" I say. "Why do you keep forgetting to show up to every event?" He asks. "I don't know, but I'm sorry." I say. "Harry, this isn't like you. What happened?" He asks. "You happened. I've been trying my best to spend time with Kally ever since you threatened to split us up!" I say. "Harry, it's for your own good." He says. "For my own good?! I love her! She is the best thing that's ever happened to me!" I say. "She's a distraction." He says. "A distraction?" I scrunch my eyebrows together. "Yes. She is the reason why you keep forgetting these very important events, Harry!" He says. "No she's not." I say. "Yes she is, and I suggest you divorce her or you'll lose your job because of her." He says, sternly. "No. I'm not going to divorce her whether you like it or not. You're just going to have to deal with that." I say, and walk away.
Kally's P.O.V
I was laying down on the bed with Kitty. I was watching the boys on The Ellen Show. They had went off, and I had changed the channel. I get a text. It's Harry.
"Hiiiiii babe! I'm on my way home! xx"
"Okay!"
I smile. I'm glad he's coming home. I was tired of being home by myself. I soon get another text, and it's from my mother. I sigh to myself as I read the text message.
"Hey! Do you want to go for a walk today?"
"Are you in California?"
"Yes, and so are you."
"Are you following me or something?"
"No. I see Harry walking down the street sometimes, and I figured you'd be with him."
"Oh okay, I guess we can go for a walk."
"Okay! Thank you! I'll be at your house in a minute!"
"Okay."
To be honest, I kind of wanted to spend time with my mother. I knew she wanted to spend time with me, and was sorry for what she had done when I was younger. I knew she wanted to come back, and make things right again. I was kind of cautious with her. What if she was using me? She could be using me considering I have money now. Then again, she sounded pretty serious that one day, but she could be lying. I hear the door open, and then I hear Harry's feet walk up the stairs. "Hey." He smiles. "Hi." I say. He walks over, and pecks me on the lips. I grab his collar, and pull him on top of me. He smirks to himself, and we kiss more. I pull away, and say, "My mom will be here any minute so we have to make this quick." He nods. We kiss again, taking our clothes off, leaving us completely naked. I lightly push him off of me, and I go down to his growing member. I smirk to myself, and begin to suck. "Ughh." He moans. I smirk to myself again, and begin to suck the tip more. "Baby." His fingers run through my hair as he moans. I do it more, getting a few more moans from him. "Babe, you're doing good. Ugh harder babe! FASTER!" He moans. I decide to do what he says, and go faster. "BABE!" He screams. I smirk to myself again, and go even faster. "Babe, I'm gonna- UGH!" He yelps. Harry tries to say he's going to come, but fails as the pleasure gets to him, making him feel so good. He comes, and I lick him. I can hear Harry panting, I sit up. He smiles to himself. "You keep getting better and better." He smirks. I giggle, and climb on top of him, giving him a kiss. I lay my head down on his chest, and he wraps his arms around me. "I love you." He says. "I love you, too." I whisper.
Harry's P.O.V
It was later on in the day, and Kally had left for the university. She had a game as well that the boys and I were going to. I was sitting on the bed with Kitty, watching tv, and I get a text. Taylor.
"Thanks for the 1,989 roses ;)"
"You know I didn't do that!"
"You could be lying because you knew you were on national television and that your wife was watching."
"I'm not lying! I don't want anything to do with you!"
"Oh okay, but you want something to do with a girl who can't read!"
"It's not her fault!"
"Whatever. Bye Harry ;)"
I sigh, and put my phone down. It's not her fault.
Kally's P.O.V
The game that I was cheering at was finally over. My legs were hurting bet badly, I needed to sit down. I decided not to stay for the next game so Harry and I go home. We walk inside, and I immediately get in his sweater, and get in the bed. I was very tired. "Sleepy?" Harry asks, walking in. "Yeah. Cuddle with me?" I ask. He walks over to the bed, and we get into our normal cuddling position. "You did good tonight." He whispers, kissing the top of my head. "Thanks." I smile. "So, uh, how was your walk with your mom?" He asks. "Uh, it was good. I guess." I shrug. "What did you guys talk about?" He asks. "Nothing really." I say. "Oh." He says. "She kept asking me how I was with my dyslexia." I say. "Oh. Well, it's good that she cares." He says. "She could be using me..." I whisper. "Why would she do that? She wants to be back in your life again, Kally." Harry says. "I know, but she could be lying." I say. "Well, I don't think she is." Harry says. "I know you don't." I mutter. He doesn't say anything back, and I don't say anything else either.
~The next day~
I had went to the doctor's today, and he said that I needed to practice my reading. I had tried to do it when I was younger, but no one would help me. Only Luze would, and some of my teachers, but that was it. I get home, and Harry smiles at me. "Hey babe! How was the doctor's?" He asks. "It was good. He said that I needed to practice my reading, though." I say. "Oh." He nods. "Yeah. Do you think you can help me?" I ask. "Of course!" He smiles. "You don't have to do it if you don't want to. I know it might be a little frustrating, but-" Harry cuts me off. "Kally, it's fine. I'm your husband, I'm suppose to help you with these kinds of things." He says. "Do you really think you can help me? It's going to be hard." I whisper. "I don't care. We'll get through this together." He says, looking deep into my eyes. "Okay." I smile. He smiles, too, and kisses me. We pull away, and I say, "So, do you mind if we practice now?" He smiles. "I don't mind!" He says. "Okay. I need a book." I say. "Okay, hold on." He says. I nod, and sit on the couch, and wait for him. Harry returns with a book in his hand. "Thanks for doing this, Harry." I say. "Anything for you." He smiles, sitting down next to me. "I guess I can try to read the first page." I say. "Okay." He says, opening the book. I take it out of his hands, and look at the words scrunched together, making it very hard to read. "Please don't laugh at me." I whisper. "I won't, I promise. Just give it a try." He says. "Okay." I sigh. "Uhh." I say. I try to squint to see the words, but it's very difficult. "I can't read this. Can we just start with a simple sentence?" I ask. "Sure. That seems more easier." He says. "Okay." I say. I give him a piece of paper, and a pen, and he writes down a sentence. "Here you go." He says. He gives me the paper, and I try to read his handwriting. I sigh, and cover my hand with my face. "Take your time." He whispers. I uncover my face, and try to read it again."It's so hard." I say. "I know, baby, but you can do it. Just take your time." He says. "Okay." I sigh. I try to read it, and I try to say the words that's written on the paper. "T-The b-big do-dog r-ran." I stutter. "Keep going." He whispers. "I'm doing terrible." I sigh. "No you're not. You're doing good, Kitten!" He reassures me. "The b-big do-dog r-ran across the street." I say. "Good job, baby!" Harry says excitedly. "D-Did I get it right?" I ask. "Yes you did! I'm so proud of you, baby!" He smiles. "T-Thanks." I smile. "Do you want to do another one?" He asks. "Sure." I smile. "Okay." He says. Harry grabs the pencil, and writes another sentence. "Okay, here you go." He says. "Okay." I sigh. "I-I l-love y-you. I love you." I smile. "Good job." He smiles. Harry leans in, and gives me a peck on the lips. "I love you, too." I say, smiling. "Good." He smiles. He leans in, and kisses me more. Harry was such a supportive husband. I loved him so much, and because of him, I know I can win this fight....