KINDERGARTEN [L.S]

𝑻𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒚

TWENTY

Now more than ever I needed to fix things without involving the law.
Fighting for my son without actually fighting, if that made any sense.

Brianna just wanted me to be involved in his life. No faking a relationship, not forcing it either. She was giving me a chance to be true with him.
Not other people involved 'helping' me with it, not Harry suggesting what we should do as parents - even if he had a point - and not lying.

It wasn't that much, it was something that I could definitely manage. And something I absolutely wanted to achieve.

Just to build a true connection with Freddie, talk things through with his mother, and take the decisions together.

And, partially I owed that to Harry.

It was the following morning, after spending the evening at Brianna's with Freddie - she even invited me for dinner which I politely declined - that I understood what actually happened.

When all the bricks finally hit the floor and I came to realize that Harry had broken up with me.
For real.

I woke up alone in my bed at mine and Niall's apartment.
No good morning message from Harry, and no missed calls.

It wasn't just some twisted plan from his part.
It was real.

Otherwise he would have communicated with me already, wouldn't he?

I tried not to think much about it and put this to good use.
If Harry gave me this opening, I needed to see it as an opportunity and not sulk over it.

Harry was buying me time.
That's how I needed to see it.

So, after showering and definitely not thinking about Harry, I made my way to work.
My head down as I entered the building, knowing that I not only was late, but that I also hadn't been  keeping up with the pro Bono case as much as my boss needed me to.

And even if I had been going through a lot in my personal life, everyone knows that shouldn't affect your professional life.
Right?

So, when I got called from my boss' office the second I arrived at the building, I knew he was probably going to scold me, if not kicking me out of the case.

"I'm here." - I said once I got into his office. -  "Something wrong, boss?"

"Tomlinson." - He chuckled. - "Finally."

"I'm sorry, sir. There was a bit of traffic this morning, and I know I didn't send you those... "

"Are you going to focus in our case today?" - He interrupted me. - "We're so close, Louis. But I need you in it one hundred percent."

"I am, sir. One hundred percent."

"A new file was dropped this morning." - He said while nodding. - "Go through it, I need to know if they have something on us. Deadline's tonight." - He gave me the file.

"Of course, sir." - I stuttered, hugging the large file against my chest. - "Anything else?"

"No. Prioritize that file, okay? No distractions, Tomlinson."

"Yes. Will do."

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I really tried not to get distracted, but from time to time Harry just happened to cross my mind.

And when I started to understand that forgetting about him was a lost case, I gave up, picking my personal phone and sending him a text.

A few texts.