March 2017
I clapped...
My eyes filled with tears and by my side my husband, Peter Parker, the show ended with success, and I couldn't be more prouder. After what Harry needed to tolerate all this years, I can finally see light in his eyes.
No more cages, no more tears, either showing someone who he really never wasn't, my son was finally, Harry Styles.
He finally achieved it.
On the other hand, my oldest son for about five minutes, I laugh. Shawn Mendes, managed to succeed as a soloist artist for three years now. Three years filled will love, excitement and last one but most important, courage to keep going.
I couldn't be more prouder. They are kings of the stage.
1995
I was laying on the bathroom waiting, this was the longest five minutes of my entire life. I couldn't even think of anything else than this. Having a family.
Five minutes later I grabbed the pregnancy test and lose air. My heart stopped. A tear run from my face. I was gonna become a mom.
"Peter! We are having twins!" My dream was finally becoming true, my husband grab my waist and raise me in excitement.
My two little boys.
1999
"Shawn! Harry! School bus is here! Come on loves, your dad is picking you later. Isaac I pack you some cookies but first the fruit!"
"You put my watermelon?"
"Yes I did. Now, be careful with the bad boys Shawn, remember you are more than those idio..."
"Peyton!" my husband yelled from the car. I laugh and shake my son's hair. "Be good, and remember Harry, treat people with kindness."
2005
"Wow mom this is an awesome view!"
"It is, one day you two will be in charge of all this." I said pointing out the central room and giving them two fake agent badges.
"From now on, you'll be Agent baby number 3." Peter gave Harry a tiny police uniform. "And you'll be Agent baby number 4".
2007
"Mom Mom! We are back from music class!" Shawn shouted.
"Next week they are having their first piano/guitar recital." Peter said.
"That's a waste of time! We need to go higher." Harry leave his school bag on the office chair and made a paper plane.
"Keep things slow honey. C'mon, dinner is ready!" I said.
2009
I was helping Shawn doing his homework at my office singing a song my father use to sing it constantly, "Isn't she lovely" while my husband was out on a mission near Brooklyn.
"I love that song mom! Sing it again!" Harry show up escaping from one of our bodyguards using one of my... MY UNDERWEAR.
2010
"Hello, I'm Harry Rogers"
I turn to look at Peter who made me thumbs up and I grabbed his hand.
"Harry you have four yeses, welcome to the X-Factor." Peter and I screamed in excitement, he did it!
After Harry got off the stage, we signed the contract for the final try out in one week, unfortunately Shawn didn't made it to the contest, and he was feeling broken.
"Maybe next time sweety." I hug my other son.
Months passed and we got some exciting news.
"Shawn, welcome to the Island Records."
2012
After time thinking, I never thought Harry wouldn't step a feet home. The X-Factor was his new home. Fame became his new environment.
Two years had past, and neither did Shawn.
I stare at Peter. We weren't able to leave the NYPD this Christmas season. It was just me and him.
"You think they are gonna come to christmas?" I asked.
"I don't think so." He replied.
2013
Peter and I felt alone. So we decided to have another child, Charlie, our beautiful girl.
To many months trying due to my disability, we finally got it. I called Shawn, we both were filled with excitement. When I tried calling Harry... I never got an answer.
2014
"Mom, this is Camila, my girlfriend." Shawn says arriving with a lovely girl on his side.
Months later
"I can't with this anymore mom. It's to much." Harry texted me.
2016
"You know this decision was for your health, honey. For you, not the band."
Harry couldn't stop crying.
Fame distances families, love keeps them together. She can prove it to you.-a_v_e_n_g_e_r_s_h_q_
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