The Encounter |H.S|

13

I wake up with the door of my room bursting open, and the blinds opening as the light from outside hits my face making me groan while hiding my face on my pillow. "Wake the fuck up! Wake up, wake up, wake up!"

"Leave me alone!" I throw a pillow at Louis making him throw himself on top of me while taking the pillow where my head is out and to the floor.

"Get up you bitch, and you're so going to tell me what happened at that party." He says, sitting up in my bed while I do the same, rubbing my eyes sleepily before yawning. 

"Where's Hazel?" I ask with a frown and he smiles widely, resting a hand on my shoulder before speaking.

"Downstairs with your sister, but pl–"

"My sister?!" I rush out of the bed, regretting it immediately as my head start hurting quite a lot, making me sit down once again. 

"I was going to tell you that you have aspirin on your bedside table and some water, so take it before walking your hungover ass to the living room." Louis laughs before leaving me by myself in the room.

I look at the aspirin and sigh, I feel like a horrible mother, going for a party and waking up with a hangover while I have a child did not make me feel like the perfect mom I aspired to be. 

The events from last night weren't exactly a blur, I did forget some things about it but one of the moments I remember is the most dreadful one. The kiss I had with Harry made me want to rip my hair off, it was unexpected and I was drunk, but it felt...refreshing in a way. I missed that, his kisses. As much as I want to forget about it and act like nothing happened I can't, because I'm not like that. I'm clingy and needy and I hate it. It feels like I want to kiss him again...and again and again.

I shake my head to myself, how did I come to this point of desperation. It is wrong, completely wrong because I cannot give in so easily, Harry Styles broke my heart and left me with no one and now he is dealing with the deserved consequences. 

I put on a white sweater and black jeans, I am looking forward to go out and get a coffee, probably taking Hazel with me so I can make it up for last night,  so I quickly brush my teeth as well as my hair. I exit my room, dragging my feet as I walk and I look at my sister in the living room playing with Hazel, her wife looking fondly at them.

"Hi Norah, and hi Sophie." I say while walking to the kitchen, hearing them scrambling to rush over to me and they soon involve me in a tight hug.

"God, you look horrible." My sister gasps, making me roll my eyes with a smile, I escape from the literal breathtaking hug to look at both of them with a grin.

"Thank you Norah" I snicker, glancing at her wife and smiling widely at her, "do you guys want anything, maybe a coffee or something? I can make it or I was thinking of going to get coffee."

"Oh no, there's no need dear, Louis has already offered but thank you either way. What did you do, you like like a zombie." Sophie says, a smirk tugging on her lips as she glances briefly at my sister. 

"Dang it, well I went to my company's celebration party or whatever and long story short I got quite drunk." I mumble, looking around the kitchen before preparing cereals so I can eat. Louis walks into the kitchen with Hazel in his arms, who squeals happily at the sight of me stuffing my face with cheap cereals. 

I immediately get up and take her in my arms, peppering her face with small kisses. "Oh uh by the way, if you ever see Harry I have to let you know that Hazel is yours."

"What?" My sister asks confusedly, making me take my eyes off Hazel to look at her and almost laughing at her over dramatic frown.

"I'm working for Harry, and I may have said that you adopted Hazel." I briefly explain, watching as she crosses her arms with amusement clear on her features. 

"You so owe me one, besides why the fuck are you working for him?" She asks, leaning her back on the counter while wrapping her arm around Sophie's shoulder. 

"Louis here thought it would be okay." I state, smiling as Hazel touches my face gently with a slight frown on her small face.

"Hey, I didn't exactly say that! I was just saying that you would make a lot of money, and you actually are." He says, raising both of his hands in defence when I shoot him a glare.

"Oh yeah, and I'm also having a hard time because mister smarty pants wants me to be with him again." I roll my eyes, adjusting Hazel on my arms as they all look at me with wide eyes.

"Why would he want that?" Sophie asks quietly, looking at me with worry on her eyes.

"Because he's pathetic." Louis scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest while glancing at me for approval. 

"He told me he doesn't love the girl he's currently with, also known as the girl he cheated on me with, then he messes with my head because I miss him, and I don't want that, I want to be a powerful woman who doesn't care about men. But then yesterday he kissed me and now I don't know what to do with myself because I kind of want to do it again?" I say, although it came out as a question. 

I hate to feel like this, it makes me feel vulnerable and that's the worst feeling ever. I want to grab him by the collar of his expensive suit and tell him that I do not need him, but I know that I can't do that because wanting to admit it or not, I did miss him, everything about him.

"Well, that's very interesting." My sister mumbles and I playfully roll my eyes at the lack of help from her part.

"I think you should go with your heart love, could you ever see yourself being with someone you don't love like he is right now?" Sophie blurts out, giving me a concerned look.

"I couldn't, but he brought this to himself because if he hadn't cheated he wouldn't be in this situation" I say, looking at Hazel as she watches us talk intently and I brush some of her curls back so they wouldn't be in her eyes, "besides, he's going to propose soon so if he doesn't love her why doesn't he just break up with her?"

"Maybe he can't? I don't know, people surrounded by the media can get pretty fucked up." My sister suggests and I shrug while kissing Hazel's forehead. 

"Anyways, I'm going out with my daughter but I'll be back, does anyone want anything?" I ask while walking out of the kitchen and getting Hazel's things ready, putting her in her trolley and looking at my guests with a smile. 

"Bring me a muffin, if you don't mind." My sister says and I nod curtly before making my way out after saying goodbye to everyone. 

I walk to the nearest café, quietly waiting in the rather big line to order while Hazel looks at me fondly and lets out quiet giggles. I look around the room and my eyes land on a mop of curls, and I immediately widen my eyes while turning to look at Hazel once again.

"Evelyn." I feel a tap on my shoulder and I mentally curse, turning to look at the tall man that was standing next to me with a hard expression on his face. 

"Hi." I mumble, keeping my eyes on his as he looks down at me coldly. Harry glances at the people behind us before turning to look at me once again.

"I wanted to warn you about something very serious. Mainly because of what happened last night." He says shortly, narrowing his eyes slightly at me and making me feel tense under his hard stare. 

"Warn me about what?" I almost whisper, fearful of his next reply as his gaze dropped to my mouth before slowly lifting to my eyes once again.

"That next time you look at me like you want me to kiss you, I will." He declares, dismissing himself with a short nod of his head and leaving the small building while I watch the people move out of his way as he walks past them.

I frown to myself and look at Hazel who was grinning from ear to ear. "Don't look at me like that, it's his fault." I mumble with a shake of my head. 

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