Angel Face

Fifty Eight

6th December

Harper

It had been a week since the Christmas topic was brought up. Harry hadn't brought it up again and neither had I so I knew it was now or never whilst we were alone in bed on this lazy Sunday morning.

"So.. about Christmas," I start.

Harry turns on his side to look at me. "Mm?"

"What are we going to do?"

"Well, I'm going to LA on the 10th,"

This was news to me. "What?"

"Last minute thing, it's just to see Cal before Christmas,"

"What about seeing your girlfriend?"

"I'll see you-"

"When?"

"When I'm back,"

"Oh, for the day before you go to Holmes Chapel?"

He frowns. "I'm confused as to what you're angry about.."

"I'm not angry about anything. I'm frustrated."

"I can't help it,"

You could if you wanted to, I thought.

This is where Harry and I always clash, he's so used to the fast, crazy, rock start lifestyle. To him, popping over to LA for a week doesn't mean anything - whereas to me it includes planning and structure.

And whilst Harry is free and able to do what he wants, go where he wants and see who he wants I'm not able to, I have a child to think about.

Maybe that's what he means about me being different.

"You do whatever and I'll see you in the new year, okay?" I sit up and pull some clothes on quickly.

"You're mad at me? You're genuinely upset with me?"

"Yes,"

"But why?"

I stand up and huff heavily as I face him. "If you're that stupid then I can't help you," I storm out the room and head for the front door.

Air.

Air is what I need right now.

. . .

I had a long walk around Hyde Park before I headed back home. I was left alone during my walk; no paps, no fans asking for photos.. I actually felt normal for the first time in a few months.

Returning home Harry was still there, his car still parked in the same spot. My mum would be dropping Sienna home soon so I knew I had to be back.

When I walked in, Harry was sat in my kitchen with a banana.

"Hi,"

I nod walking over to make a vitamin shake. "Hi,"

"Look- Harper, I want to spend Christmas with you, and Sienna. Of course I do, but.."

There's always a but..

"But what?"

"We live separate lives at the same time, and although I want to be with you, I just can't this time.. you do understand that, don't you?"

I shake my head. "I don't, if you want to be with me you'd try anything and everything,"

"But you'll be here and I'll be in Holmes Chapel."

"You couldn't drive down on Boxing Day?"

He was silent.

"And it's not just me, it's Sienna too, she would love to see you over Christmas,"

He remains silent.

I sigh and drink my vitamin shake, Harry pinches his lips as he scrolls through his phone.

I'd of paid good money to find out exactly what he was thinking right now because at the moment, there was far too much disconnection.

. . .

When Sienna arrived home, I set up some paint and paper. Myself, Harry and Sienna made Christmas baubles, I decided they would make cute gifts to give to people from Sienna, she didn't paint them perfectly no, but they were still very cute.

"I like mine bestest," Sienna grins.

"I like yours too," I smile painting the final gold glitter spots onto mine.

"I like all of ours," Harry grins setting his finished bauble down.

We hadn't really spoken much, we didn't have much time to once Sienna was home so we both concentrated on her.

"Can I have a cookie mummy?"

I shake my head. "I'll make us dinner then you can afterwards, okay?"

She pouts and I could see she was deciding internally whether or not she wanted to worsen the situation.

Turns out she did.

Sienna then began to cry and tantrum, so much so paint started to fly around. "Sienna, stop now or else no cookies at all." I demand.

This only made her continue and scream louder.

I could feel my body tightening, my head expanding as if it would explode any moment.

"How about I take Sienna for a bath whilst you prepare dinner?" Harry intervenes.

Instantly Sienna stops. "Can I put my dollies in?" She asks sweetly.

Harry nods, a cautious smile as he looked over at me. "Of course,"

With that she hops down and heads for the stairs and I was left with nothing but a paint splattered kitchen and a dinner to cook.

. . .

A/N: Hey guys. Sorry, took a break for a couple of days - my life got a little crazy. Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I think three chapters are left. I keep thinking of new ways to end it etc so yeah.

Anyway, either way it's ending soon :-)

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Also thank you to my real life bestie One_Direction_x who is the ultimate babe. Seriously. She has helped me a lot this week and sent me the Harry photo attached.

Wow, that was a long note. (Sorry)! Xxx