Forever You - Evening the Score // Book Two

Chapter 33

The knocking on Andrea's door started at seven in the morning. There is no way on earth anyone she knew would be here this early and actually expect she'd be awake. She was barely focusing when she finally got the door open,

"Hey." She heard a male voice say.

Andrea reached up to rub the sleep out of her eyes which widened considerably when she saw who it was in front of her.

Harry raised his eyebrows,

"You alright?"

Andrea nodded,

"Fine. Why are you here? Elena is with you."

Harry nodded,

"She is. But uh..." He gestured into the apartment, "She left some of her things here?"

Andrea glanced back at Elena's room,

"Yeah," She said as she looked back at Harry, "You were supposed to be here weeks ago." She said as she stepped back to let him in.

Harry stepped into the apartment. He turned to head down the hallway,

"Things...we got sidetracked." He finished.

Andrea followed him,

"I guess if you wanna call your son 'getting sidetracked'."

Harry was slightly taken back when he saw all of the paintings in the room. Elena must have spent the majority of her pregnancy sitting in that room. The shame Harry felt for how he'd treated her popped back up.

He was reminded of Andrea in the room when the floors creaked under her feet behind him.

He cleared his throat,

"Um...is this all of them?"

Andrea nodded,

"Yeah. I thought Niall was going to help."

Harry shrugged as he stepped forward to grab all the canvases,

"He's...busy." He said as he grunted while lifting up a stack. He turned to step past Andrea, "Christ these are heavy."

Andrea frowned as she watched him struggle,

"I'll help. Hold on."

It took them about 20 minutes to get all of Elena's paintings into the back of Harry's Range Rover. Andrea jogged back to the truck with a bag full of supplies. She handed it over to Harry,

"Here...don't forget this."

Harry reached out for the bag,

"Thanks."

Andrea watched as he placed the bag into the back of the truck and closed the hatch. She folded her arms over her chest as the morning wind chilled her,

"I take it things are going well between you?" She asked.

Harry looked down as he searched through the keys in his hand,

"Not particularly."

Andrea's smile faded,

"Wh-what's that mean?"

Harry smiled a bit, but just as quickly as it appeared it disappeared. He looked up at Andrea,

"We talked. She told me why she did it. What happened, what she was going through. She told me everything."

Andrea knitted her brows in confusion,

"I don't get it." She started, "If that's true...then the road is clear. You can...you can be together again."