The Encounter |H.S|

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I arrive my house fuming, bursting through the door with an angry face. "Louis William Tomlinson! Come here, right now!" I call out and he peeks his head out of the kitchen with an apologetic smile.

"I'm guessing your interview was good." He says sarcastically once I sit down in the counter with crossed arms. I look at Hazel that is in her high chair with a light pink onesie and white sweatpants, putting her squishy toy in her mouth.

"It was horrible! My boss is my fucking ex, Louis! I knew this was going to happen but what did you say 'oh mimimi you have to try', you're an asshole Louis." I mutter, rolling my eyes when I hear him sighing. 

"I know Evelyn, but now you have a job! And if he's a prick to you, you just have to tell me and I'll take care of it, stop worrying about it... it makes you look old." He says the last part with a smirk and I punch his arm with a laugh.

I quickly walk to my room and put on my pyjama, running down the stairs and taking Hazel in my arms, kissing her face several times, which makes her laugh loudly.

I go to the living room and sit down in the space where she usually plays, lots of toys scattered around the floor. She starts talking gibberish, letting out cute sounds and sometimes sticking her tongue out. "That seems fun, darling." I mumble with a small smile.

I turn on the tv and watch the news, rolling my eyes when they start talking about celebrities. 

"Harry Styles has been seen walking around the beautiful streets of the city with his beloved girlfriend, the couple has been filmed by fans and reporters and Harry exclusively confirmed the rumours of a future marriage. Along with that, Mr.Styles has said that he was very excited for his next work related trip to Italy, the thought of being able to take his girlfriend with him is thrilling."

His face appears on the screen, a huge smile on his lips. "I've been wanting to take her to Italy for a long time and I think that this is the perfect time to do so." 

I grasp the bridge of my nose, sighing in frustration. It saddens me, seeing him so happy after everything that has happened, I'm not saying that I'm not happy because I am, but it feels different. 

I've always thought he would regret what he did, but instead he's living his life at its bestest, not even caring to make a call once in a while.

He isn't even aware of the fact that he has a daughter, which is sad. Hazel will grow up without any father, I'm only living with Louis because he was the only one who offered to help me when I was about to throw myself out of a bridge. 

Ever since, we've been living together and supporting each other mutually, with no intentions of being more than friends since he has a girlfriend, which I don't mind that much, I'm glad he has his shit together. 

"Why are you watching that shit?" Louis asks while sitting on the couch, a frown on his face.

"I don't know, first thing that I saw on the tv." I shrug, furrowing my eyebrows when I realise that they are interviewing him.

"–we were, since then, very excited for your appearance here! I was hoping that you would bring your girlfriend." The woman says, laughing to herself and he smiles.

"I couldn't, she's been very busy with work, nights after nights in her workplace, we had a few fights because of that but I think we're good now." He says, his smile fading slightly, but not completely. 

I hope she's cheating on him.

"We also heard the rumours that you were thinking on proposing soon!" The woman exclaims rather than asking.

He nods lightly. "I have been thinking about it, yes, although I think that the best time to do it will be after my trip to Italy, I have loads of work to do there."

"I've also heard that you hired an assistant because of that issue, is it true?" She asks, and I snap my head in Louis' direction as his eyes widen in pure horror. 

"Yes, it is true, it was a struggle to find an assistant, I didn't have many people wanting to, but now I have one so it's all good, I'm sure she's great at her work." He says and I bury my face in my hands, feeling Hazel put her hand on my leg.

I glance at her and she presses her lips before opening her mouth, making me groan in frustration. "Louis when was the last time that you gave her milk?" I ask and he looks up while thinking. 

"About half an hour ago" He mumbles, "I don't think that there are any bottles left."

I straighten my back while fixing my clothes and grabbing a small blanket, taking Hazel in my arms and she immediately starts drinking as I cover up a bit with the blanket. "Is it weird for you?" I ask Louis, slightly embarrassed and he shakes his head with a smile.

I look back at the tv with a frown.

"Yeah, I think that I will carry on with my career as long as I can, it is something I really enjoy, most of my workers are great at what they do and their ideas for clothes designs are always so fantastic and extravagant, it makes me wonder how I got so lucky."

You got lucky when you got rid of me, prick.

"We are happy that you are happy, Harry." 

I pretend to gag when the interview ends and Louis laughs. "He's an asshole." He states and I nod, getting up when I realise that Hazel fell asleep. 

"I'm going to put her to sleep, I'll be back." I say and when I was going up the stairs, I hear Louis walking towards me. 

"Get some sleep too." He says sternly and I nod with an eye roll. I enter my room and put Hazel on her crib next to my bed, fixing my clothes right after and folding the blanket neatly while putting it at the end of my bed.

I grab Hazel's sheets and put them over her small body, reaching her shoulders.

I sigh while laying down, I hate the thought of Hazel growing up without a dad, it must be horrible for her, she doesn't understand that now but, I don't know what I'll say to her when she asks who the fuck is her dad.

She was magic? No, one day she'll learn that if you want to be pregnant you have to frick frack.

This is really hard.

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