tiktok reference: Love On Tour W/ Harry pt. 14 // LA N3 //
!!REMINDER!! This is just a story. Things have been altered to make the story more dramatic. I am in no way, shape, or form saying any of these things happened in real life, yes the timeline is connected to the real world, but most of these events are all made up. When I talk about Harry's past relationship and sexual relations it is all just for the book.
The next time you'll get an update from me we will have 'As It Was' already available to us.
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y/n's pov
Well, Harry and I fought tonight.
After I told him to get dressed for the show I ran off and cried in the bathroom stall, where Anne showed up and sat on the floor with me and rubbed my back. Anne stayed positive and talked to me about the endless possibilities of who the girl could be.I wouldn't have freaked out if Harry didn't look so suspicious at the moment. He looked like he just got caught red-handed and the way he didn't look me in the eye hurt the most.
We just now started getting our life on track and with our baby coming along, I needed him more than ever.
We didn't talk before he went on stage. I stayed behind Anne while she gave her good luck kisses to her son. When Harry came around to me he looked at me apologetically and I wanted to crumble up and die. If he didn't do anything then why did he look at me like that?
It was mid show when I decided to go next to the stage. Anne convinced me to go because she said and I quote 'My baby boy looks sad I think he needs to see his gorgeous wife next to the stage.' (Insta Story).
No one says 'No' to Anne, so I did what she said.
When Harry saw me standing below his mic stand he started smiling like a fool.
I smiled back and kept my eye rolls to myself because I knew there were people watching our every move. The last thing I wanted was for people to create more drama when we still have Olivia in the background.
After the show, Anne tried to pull me aside because she said she had something urgent to talk to me about, but before Anne and I could even go to the room the same voice from earlier called out Harry's name. Anne and I turned around so fast our necks almost snapped off.
Her hands wrapped around his neck, making his head bury into her brunette hair. His hands fell onto her waist and my heart sunk even further. I remember our eyes meeting and him awkwardly pushing her away.
I didn't even bother to watch what happened after because I ran straight into the dressing room. There's alot of running today.
My heart was physically hurting and my breaths were uneven. I grabbed onto the edge of the countertop for support and let out the tears that had been wanting to escape. I feel like I've been on a rollercoaster these past couple of months. Once it feels like everything is perfect, the drop hits and it goes downhill.
What is happening to me?
I clutched the fabric over my chest and let out sobs that definitely could be heard from the hallway.
Why do I feel like this?
I tried to even my breathe because the last thing my baby needs was for me to pass out. I looked at myself in the mirror and I look exhausted, baggy eyes, dark circles, tear stained cheeks, mascara and eyeliner running down my face.
I'm a fucking model.
I turned my head towards the door and saw Harry walking in. He kicked the door close with his foot and turned the lock knob so no one could enter.
"My love?" He tries to get closer to me, but I raise my hand up before he could get any closer.
"Please, don't."
"Honey, I know what you're thinking and I swear nothing happened. I know it looked like something did, but there's nothing going on. I love you. I'm sorry for leaving earlier and not calling or texting. My phone is all messed up from when I threw it at the wall, my lawyers needed me, and I was upset — no, I was frustrated when I heard Olivia's voice. Then seeing you flinch was the last thing I'd ever want to see you do. I'm sorry for taking it out on you, I love you." By the time he finished his speech, his hands engulfed mine, and we were centimeters away from each other.
My face was craned up so I could look into his eyes that were filled with sincerity.
"Harry, I wasn't scared of you. It was your tone. I've never once ever heard you shout in anger. And I'm upset because you chose to run away when I know all you needed was to sit down and talk about it. You pushed me away when you needed me most, instead you run off to god knows where and the first thing I hear is you and some girl talking about how you're happy to see her and that you'd do anything for them. I wouldn't be so angry if you didn't look so guilty."
"Baby, I swear nothing happened. I was shocked and scared that you'd hate me for getting up in your face while I was angry."
"I can't hate you — even if I tried to."
"You're too loving. I don't know how I got so lucky." He whispers in my neck while gripping my waist.
We stayed in the position for a while. Held each other so close we could switch bodies. His sweat dripped down onto my outfit, but I didn't care. My head was pressed against his bare chest. The black frills of his vest itched my shoulders while his butterfly/moth tattoo peeked out.
I thought after hearing his statement and his sincerity that I'd find closure, but somehow I still have more questions. I want to know who she is and what they were doing alone in the room.
I was afraid that I was going to regret asking, but it's better than finding out from someone else.
So I asked.
"Who is she, H?"
He lifted up his head and looked at me all confused. "Who?"
Does this man want to get punched?
"Don't play with me, Harry. I'm talking about the girl who walked out of your dressing room looking like she just had sex with you." Where did this sudden burst of energy come from? Maybe from the fact that the picture of him walking out behind her is still fresh in my head. It's like it doesn't want to leave. It wants to haunt me. "The one who couldn't stop eye fucking you."
"Honey, that's the triplet's mum." He laughs.
Oh?
OH.
"Well that still doesn't explain why you two looked so suspicious when you two walked out. Mr. I'm going to scratch my head and avoid eye contact with my girlfriend."
"Baby, calm down." His laughter continues.
No one tells a woman to calm down. Wrong choice of words, Harry.
"What's so fucking funny, H?"
"Is that why you've been mad at me?"
"Harry, stop asking me questions. I'm the one asking the questions here. You avoiding my questions make me question if you're actually telling the truth when you say nothing happened."
His face drops. His jaw is wide open. His hands fall to his sides. He backs away from me and looks at me like I just betrayed him.
"What are you trying to insinuate? That I'm fucking her?"
"If you just answered my questions straight we wouldn't be arguing anymore."
"It's like you don't fucking trust me or something." He turns around and prepares to walk away, but I'm not done with him.
"Don't you dare walk away from me, Harry Edward."
"Stop! — Stop using my full name like you own me because you don't. Not when you're insinuating that I had sex with someone I've known for literally less than a day."
"Psh - Wouldn't be the first time." Okay, maybe that was a little too harsh, Y/N.
His feet stop in place and he slowly turns around.
Not this again.
"What the fuck did you just say?" His brows are furrowed and he looked like he was going to explode.
"Oh, please. Don't make me go into the list of girls you've fucked because I know quite a lot your past."
"Stop doing that."
"Then tell me the fucking truth. Did you fuck her or not?"
"I said NO! Goddamit, I didn't fuck her, or touch her, or kiss her. Sure I was tempted but nothing happened."
He was tempted...?
"Say that last part again?" Here comes the chest pains again.
"I-I- didn't mean it." No eye contact.
"No, Harry. Say it again. Tell me you were fucking tempted to fuck her. Tell me how you felt while your mom and I freaked out while you were gone. Tell me how you felt while I cried into your mother's arms in the bathroom stall. Tell me." I backed up into the wall and slid down. Putting my head in between my knees. "Tell me how you felt while I'm pregnant with y-your child."
"Baby. Please." His knees hit the ground next to me and gripped my hand. "I didn't mean it."
"Then why say it, Harry? I thought we were happy. We're having a baby. What did I do wrong to make you want to fuck someone else?"
"Nothing, god. You did nothing wrong, you're absolutely perfect to me. My head wasn't in the right place. There's just so much going on around me and I don't know. Please don't blame yourself. It's all on me. I fucked up."
"I'm so hurt, Harry."
He cups my face with my two palms and leans his forehead against mine.
"And I'll take all the fault for it. I love you so much. Please don't ever doubt that because it's true. You're the one I want to spend the rest of my life with. I want to have this baby with you. I want to have multiple babies. I want to continue writing songs about you and our future family so I can tell the whole world as it was. Please forgive me and my stupid mistakes. I will learn from them and I will grow. I'll be a better boyfriend, father, fiance, husband, and man."
"Do you promise to me and our little baby that nothing happened besides your thoughts." I rubbed my thumb over my belly and focused my attention on our growing baby.
"I promise to you." He leans in and kisses me on the lips then leans down towards my stomach and kisses it. "And I promise to our baby."
"You're still not off the hook. I'm still pissed at you."
"I rather have you pissed at me then have you leave so it's an honor to have you pissed."
He's so annoying.
"Shut up, Styles."
That was not how I expected to spend the last LA show.
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Guys! I'm so excited for the new song! I'm going crazy in my bed. Literally woke up to the discord chat going crazy.
This chapter is so short because I'm working on TikTok video requests.
I didn't plan to have Y/N and Harry fight, but I think we need a little bit more drama before things become happy.
The only bad part about this chapter is that now I have to re-arrange some of the stuff I had planned for the next chapters 😵💫😵💫 Guess thats what I get for messing with your feelings.
Hope you enjoyed! xx