Illegally yours.

Chapter Twenty Four.

TIA'S POV.

I grab a hanger from the closet and hang up the dress Anne bought me. It really is such a beautiful design, I've never seen anything so lovely in my whole life.
I place my black strapped heels beneath the dress and grab my make up bag. I check that I have everything I need for the big day tomorrow. I'm so nervous and I don't really know why, perhaps the thought of Me and Harry spending his mothers wedding together, whilst I'm hiding this huge secret from him? Is enough to scare me.
"T?" Harry's voice makes me jump, I retrieve my makeup bag from the floor and I curse at myself, picking up the mascara that fell out.
"Yeah?" I smile. Placing my makeup bag back on the desk, I fold a few of my newly purchased dresses and put them into the case so I don't forget them.
"Robin's here" Harry says, shifting his weight. Something's not right.
"Is everything okay?" I say, taking his hand in mine.
"I'm a little nervous" He says. "I've never walked anybody down the aisle before" His hands are clammy and a little sweaty. The corners of his mouth are turned up at the side and his dimples are showing perfectly. He really is so beautiful and my chest tightens at the thought of Harry breaking up with me over the contract.
I haven't heard from Mari-Anne in almost a week and the anticipation of what's to come is driving me mad. What if Harry never speaks to me again? What if his career is ruined? All the 'What if's' are circling rough my mind like go carts on a track.
"Everything okay?" Harry finally says. I nod and pull some socks over my bare feet. I check my features in the mirror. I'm wearing minimal make up and my hair looks okay, I'm ready to meet Robin now.
"Let's go down" I say, lacing our fingers together. Harry shrugs his shoulders and drags me to the stairs.
A medium height, plump man with glasses is sitting in the arm chair. I assume it's Robin.
"Ah my dear Harry" He says when me and Harry come into view. Harry drops my hand and hugs Robin. I almost whimper at the loss of contact with Harry, the simple things like holding his hand make me happy.
"You must be Tianna?" Robin says, Harry's features turn into a smirk, probably at Robin's use of my full name. I grimace. I always held a grudge against my mother for calling me that.
"Please, call me Tia" I smile, he pulls me into a hug and grips me tightly.
"You have a very beautiful girl here, Harry" I blush slightly at Robins comment and Harry nods.
"I know" He replies, My stomach flutters.
"Would anybody like a drink?" Anne smiles, reappearing from the kitchen. I take a seat on the sofa besides Harry and look back at Anne.
"Yes please" I smile. My throat feels incredibly dry and itchy. "Could I have a glass of water please?"
"Sure huni anybody else?"
Harry moves closer to my ear and whispers. "You've just said please twice you know" My stomach flutters once more.
I don't know what it is about Harry, but there's always something that makes me feel so warm inside, from his endless teasing to the way his hands fit in mine. He makes me finally understand what love feels like.
'But your ruining his career' My ever so annoying subconscious adds. I choose to ignore it and nudge closer to Harry.
"Gemma should be here soon" Anne says, handing me my glass of water. I take drink and gasp at the cold feeling of the liquid sliding down my throat.
"I love having you home Harry" Anne smiles. "I don't see you for ages and when I do it's always a pleasure"
"I know" Harry says, I can sympathise with him not seeing his Mother or father because I haven't seen Mine. I make a mental note to ring my mother later to check on her and Dad.
"How did you two meet?" Anne asks, I practically choke on my water. Harry chuckles and sighs.
"She saved me from fans who were trying to get me and yeah" Harry smirks. I don't know what I expected him to say, we are in a fake/real relationship..oh this is too confusing.

"Well Me and Tia are of back upstairs, if you need me shout" Harry says, after a while of silence. He takes my hand in his and pulls me up off the sofa.
"I'll see you later" I say, smiling at both Anne and Robin who are snuggled up together. I follow Harry upstairs and to the bedroom.
"What's wrong?" I sigh, pulling my hair out of the pony tail and allowing it to fall loose down my back. I quickly pull on my pyjamas bottoms and Stand still in my bra. Harry's gaze never leaves me as I wait for him to offer me his shirt.
He eventually pulls it up over his head and tosses it to me.
"To answer your question there's nothing wrong" Harry says, leaning back against the headboard. I pull out his black dress pants from the carrier bag that I purchased today and grab his crisp white shirt from his draws. Shit, I forgot to buy him some dress shoes. "I have some shoes, if that's what you are worrying about" Harry says As if he was reading my mind.
I smile gratefully at him and place his things with mine, all folded neatly for the big day tomorrow.
"Do you like Robin, Tia?" Harry asks after a while.
"Yes, why?" I say, does Harry not like him?
"I was just wondering" He places an arm around my waist and I snuggle up against his cheek.
A loud scream erupts from downstairs and Harry is on his feet and out of the room immediately. I follow him like a lost puppy.
My eyes quickly divert to the source of the noise. Anne is on the floor, sobbing, the house phone cord hangs beside her.
"Mum? What's happened?" Harry almost chokes as he pulls Anne to her feet.
"It's Gemma" Anne sobs. My heart drops. What's happened? Is it bad?
Harry's face looks like he's wanting to know the same thing.
Robin emerges from the kitchen with a glass of water and sets it beside the phone. He pulls Anne into a hug and strokes her hair.
"What's happened to her Mum?" Harry finally asks.
"She's been in a bad accident Harry" Anne cries, Harry's hand drops from mine and he sinks to the floor. Oh god this is bad. What if she dies? Or what if she is dead?
"I'm so sorry" I eventually say. Tears threaten to spill and my heart aches for the pair of them.

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A few hours after the news of Gemma's accident, Anne finally stopped crying and joined us in the living room.
"She was on her way here and a car slammed into her" Anne explained, soft tears fell now, it was no longer the fast and hard ones. "She badly hit her head and was raced to hospital. A nurse spoke to me on the phone, Gemma told her to tell me to carry on with the wedding" I feel so bad. In Gemma's time of need she was worrying about her poor mothers wedding.
I thread my fingers through Harry's hair and he moved his head onto my lap. After a while, soft snores erupt from his mouth and Anne lets out a small laugh.
"Bless him" She says. "Please tell him soon Tia, I can't have another heart ache especially from him. My baby boy"
I nod silently. After another five minutes or so, Harry stirs. Before finally opening his eyes.
"Do you want to go to bed?" I whisper, Anne has now fallen asleep on Robins shoulder. It has been an emotionally exhausting day and they have another one tomorrow. Their wedding. Without Anne's own daughter there.
"Yes" Harry whispers, I follow him to bed and rest my head on his chest. I'm not as tired as Harry, who fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, so I pull out my phone and check my notifications. Three texts from Beth, 2 from my mother and a missed call off that dreaded bat. Mari-Anne.
So with a pain in my heart for hurting Harry like this, I decide to call her back..