Trust Over Time

Chapter 56 : He's back

Tyra's POV:

The past week was spent staying in my apartment, the only time I was seen was when I was doing the bins or doing the school run. I had become my own little hermit crab. My manager Adam had visited me daily making sure I was doing okay and bringing me any paperwork I needed to sign. 

On the Tuesday a knock was placed on my front door. I got up to answer and it was the building's bag handler, he had a trolley filled to the top with suitcases. I sighed and decided it would be easier for me to accept them knowing full well what they were and who they were from. I sat down on the sofa in my living room and began opening the pile of cases that were stacked up. 

It took me about an hour unpacking the cases. My guesses on who they were from were correct. They were all of my belongings that I had purposely left either in Harry's apartment or in Italy.  Now hanging in the back of my wardrobe were all of the Gucci gowns and designer clothing items Harry had brought me. One case was left. 

As I picked it up to place on my wardrobe room table I noticed how significantly lighter it was. I opened up the zip and lifted open the lid of the suitcase. In it laid my dressing gown and on top of it was my brown journal and an envelope tucked in the elastic strap. I placed the journal and letter to the side and lifted out the cosy soft gown, I ignored how stupid it was of me to do so but I wrapped the cuddly dressing gown around me. We had both brought matching ones from a shop in Italy and wore them every night while we snuggled together. I lifted the soothing fabric to my cheeks and sighed as my nose inhaled the scent. As I tied the belt around my waist I lifted the letter from the journal. 

I began opening it and out fell a type writer written letter. From him. From Harry. 

" Tyra, 

I made a mistake and it was one that I will never be able to forgive myself for doing, I was stupid and I still am stupid because I lost the best thing that has ever happened to me. You are the petals to my flower, the baubles to my Christmas tree. You just seem to make things... complete.

I can't wait to see how successful you become and you're in the perfect hands of Adam, he'll give you everything you could ever want. Write from your heart, Perform with your heart, live with your heart. 

Please just tell me something... is it for good?

Harry."

As I finished reading the letter he wrote me I began to feel my eyes tear up. As always I was interrupted by little Alfie knocking gently on my door. As he walked in I noticed he was holding something. I bent down beside him and took a look at what was in his hands. "what's this?" I asked. He held up some Polaroids. I gasped as I saw what ones they were off. 

He had a grin from ear to ear but his face was still beaming with innocence. "Ty Ty is nakey nakey with Haweeeee" He began shouting as he started to run around the island in my wardrobe room.

I felt a big wave of embarrassment rush over me and I began chasing after Alfie to try and tackle the photos out of his hands. I managed to scoop him up and bundle him over my shoulder, I took the photos from his hands and placed them on the dining room table as I pushed him onto the couch and began tickling him causing major outbursts of Alfie's giggles to fill the room. 

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Niall's POV: 

I woke up and rolled out of my empty bed. Amelia had to take a work trip to America and that left me alone and bored in the house. I managed to gain enough energy to pour myself a coffee. I remained in the same spot all morning and scrolled through the variety of golf channels which were on the television.