chapter 20

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**Harry's P.O.V.**

I open the door and go up to my room.

Emily stays in the kitchen.

Shit. Shit.

What am I supposed to do?

I'm out of the band.

I have a kid to take care of.

I probably won't be able to live in this house with the guys anymore.

Shit.

"Ahhhhhh!!" I yell. Falling back on my bed with my hands on my face.

I think.

Think of a plan.

Think of what to do.

We could move home.

Live with my mum.

We could.

We should.

I think and think until I drift off to sleep.

>>two hours later<<

I wake up and check my phone.

3 o'clock

Over been asleep for 2 hours.

I walk down stairs to find a small voice coming from the kitchen.

I stand in the doorway and watch as Simon enjoys Emily's company.

It looks like Emily actually rubbed off on Simon.

"And then, when I was 4." She starts, but sees me instead.

"Hey Harry." She greets me and Simon turns to look at me.

"Hello darling, hello Simon." I greet and walk to the fridge to look for something to make for supper. "What are you hungry for?"

"Grilled cheese please."

"Alright. And you Simon?"

"Grilled cheese sound pretty good, thank you."

"Alright. Three grilled cheeses coming up." I say and start the stove.

"Harry." Simon's says. Here it goes. "Can I speak to you."

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