The Encounter |H.S|

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I rush down the corridor until I find Harry walking rapidly towards, what I assume, Niall's room since Charlotte's is the same as Harry's.

I grab his arm softly making him look at me over his shoulder with a cold glare, all of the softness there was before completely faded away. "Don't be harsh on Niall."

He simply ignores me, proceeding with his quick steps and I mentally groan in frustration before walking behind him. Of course I'm not going to stay here, I want to see what's happening, and it might be quite awful to think that but I can't help it.

He stops in front of a door, pushing the door open harshly and I quickly run up to him so I can stand behind him. I watch as Charlotte rushes to another side of the room, far away from Niall who stood in the middle of the room shirtless and looking at Harry with widened eyes.

"Sir, I do–"

"Shut it," Harry interrupts Niall, holding his hand up to silence him before looking back at me and returning his attention to the scene in front of us, "when did this start?"

"In the office, a few weeks ago." Charlotte speaks up, glancing at Niall before sighing frustratingly, her cheeks flushed and her clothes messy which made me feel quite bad for her.

"I fucking knew it." Harry seethes, crossing his arms and glaring at both of them while I frown at his words. He didn't know shit.

"Oh please Harry, as if you're any better!" Charlotte suddenly exclaims, flailing her arms briefly before stepping a little bit closer and scowling at Harry, who merely stares at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"I'm afraid I don't understand what you're attempting to say." He states, and I take the chance to look at Niall who was looking anxiously at the floor.

"You think I didn't notice the little thing you have with her?!" She points at me, all heads turning to stare at me and I simply widen my eyes before scooting closer to Harry so that I wasn't visible, somehow.

"You do not know any–"

"Neither do you! You think she's all lovely and sweet when in reality she is hiding a child from you because you are the dad! Open your fucking eyes, Harry!" She exclaims and I immediately step in front of Harry with parted lips, feeling my heartbeat quickening and my eyes watering.

"W-what did you just say?"

"Oh, I'm sorry! You hadn't told him yet? My bad," She says sarcastically, rolling her eyes, "you should be more truthful Evelyn."

I cover my mouth unwillingly before turning my gaze to Niall, who was the only person in here who knew this information. "Evelyn, it was an accident I am sorry."

My world is crumbling beneath my feet, and I am not brave enough to turn around and face Harry. I simply cannot bring myself to, I just want to lay on the floor and cry for three hours.

"Why are you even apologising?! She should have told him before, she is dealing with the consequences now." Charlotte crosses her arms, looking at Niall with a scowl.

"Excuse me?!" I nearly yell, I just couldn't take it anymore, listening to her talking about me as if I am not even here makes my blood boil, "you have no right to speak about me when you know nothing about me, it's fucking childish!"

"Evelyn, calm down oka–"

"I calm down?! She talks shit about me and you don't say anything! I don't–"

"Everyone just shut up!" Harry suddenly shouts and we all stay still, my back still facing him. I assume everyone in this hotel must be having a wonderful night.

I shake my head to myself, walking out the door and rushing to my room as fast as I can while feeling tears slide down my cheeks.

I can't believe that Harry discovered this information in this way, in the middle of a discussion that didn't even involve me. I see the door of my room and almost run to it, but I decide against it and keep walking with fast steps.

I feel like my guts just got cement pumped into them. This can't be right.

I stand in front of the door, with hopes of catching Harry running down the hallway to tell me that it's okay, that he will help me raise Hazel but the hope fades away when that moment doesn't seem to come and I tell myself that standing here will only make me feel worse.

I sniff silently before opening my door but before I can walk inside, a hand grabs the handle and closes the door once again, making me turn around and finally look at Harry while he stares down at me with a frown. "Is it true?"

"Yes." I barely whisper, looking up at him with teary eyes while he keeps a straight face, almost robotic due to the lack of emotion in his features.

He nods shortly, turning around and walking away as I feel my heart break a little more and my bottom lip quiver while the sudden sadness flows through my veins.

I enter my room, closing the door behind me before striding to the bed and plopping down on it with a desperate sigh.

Streaming tears cleansed my red cheeks, few droplets remained, forgetting their way as the path was swept from beneath them consequently blurring my vision with waves of sadness only by the broken encounter.

I want nothing but to go back home, see Louis and Hazel again, even if it implies not being able to speak to Harry. My daughter is my everything and I love her with my entire heart.

She was always by my side, Louis was too, but it's different because as soon as I laid my eyes on her it was like seeing the love of my life right in front of me, she is so precious and so lovable.

I just wish Harry could understand that.

Finally an update! Sorry for the long wait but school has been killing me haha, I hope you're enjoying the story!♡