CHAPTER 80

HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW

I was so happy that Angie had finally decided to move in! Now me, her, and Rosie could be a perfect little family. Nothing can ruin this.

"Hey Harry who was that on the phone?" Louis asked as he took a seat next to me at the kitchen counter.

"Angie. And guess what mate? She's moving in!" I smiled.

"When we get back from tour, right?"

"Oh no." I huffed.

"Harry you didn't forget, did you?" Louis looked at me with concern all over his face.

"I guess I did..." I trailed off.

"We leave in two days lad! You can't leave her here alone with the kid. That's just wrong." Louis informed me.

"I know, what if she just comes with us?" I suggested.

"Yeah with a newborn baby. That's logical." Louis laughed at his own sarcasm.

"Whatever." I stood up from the counter and started down the hall towards my room.

"Your going to tell her, yeah?" He shouted after me.

"Um yeah sure. Just let me do it, alright?" I called back.

"Do it tonight!" He shouted as I closed my door behind me.

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ANGIE'S POINT OF VIEW

9 months of living on my own and then suddenly I'm moving in with Harry. It's a big transition, but my life at this crappy apartment alone is absolutely no fun, and it has no potential. Where as living with Harry, I could at least be happy with the one that I love. It finally seems like things are falling into place. Oh gosh, how many times have I said that before?

I threw the rest of my things into a bag and flagged down a cab. Once inside I gave the driver Harry's address and then I was off.

When I got to Harry's place he was still in the shower so it was just Louis and I watching some TV.

"So Angie your gymnastics it's-" Louis began.

"Over." I ended.

"Oh."

"Yeah well I'm getting pretty old, and now I have Rosie. So..." I trailed off.

"Oh." Louis said again.

"Well I'm really excited for my life here with Harry and Rosie." I changed the subject.

"There are more things to life you know." Louis looked away from me and stared at the wall.

"I'm not sure I understand." I frowned.

"Your like planning your entire life around Harry. I mean what if it doesn't work out and-"

"Angie your here!" Harry shouted as he ran over to me.

I stood up and hugged him tightly as I tried to push away what Louis was saying.

"Well I'm going to go have one more dinner with my family before we-" Louis started.

"Louis!" Harry cut him off.

"Oh right, sorry! Well um have a nice night!" Louis shouted as he ran out the door.

"Am I missing something?" I asked Harry as soon as Louis left.

"Hey why don't I take you out to dinner tonight. Matthew can watch Rosie, yeah?" Harry offered as he ignored my question.

"Sure let's drop her off on our way out." I smiled.

"Let's go!" Harry laughed as he pulled me out the door.

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HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW

"You look beautiful tonight." I observed as I stared right into Angie's eyes. We were out to dinner at yet another classy restaurant, and this time I was pleased with my date.

"Thank you." She blushed as she looked down at her red cloth napkin. Her wavy blond locks fell over her face as she laughed a little at my comment.

Normally I would have teased her for acting so shy, but tonight was special.

I picked up my glass of water and drank a tiny sip as she recovered from my remark. Her hand lifted from her lap and ever so slowly did she tuck her hair behind her ears. As she did this I noticed that her nails had been perfectly done. Probably from the spa day yesterday with Louis.

"So Harry, why the fancy restaurant?" Angie asked as she picked up her glass of white wine and took a gulp.

"Just for the fun of it." I winked at her and then intertwined my hand with hers across the table. Her hand was a tad sweaty which I found completely adorable. Here I sat with the mother of my daughter, the girl I had been in love with for nearly 5 years, and she still got sweaty hands on our dates. Sometimes the sparks never go away.

"What are you going to order?" She asked as she sprawled her legs out under the table. Her legs were so short that the barely took up any of my leg room under the table. This girl was too perfect.

"I'm getting whatever your getting." I gave her hand a tiny squeeze and smiled at her. She returned the smile, and that's when it hit me. The only reason I actually took her out to dinner was so that I could break the news to her that I'm leaving in two days. And now I feel guilty.

"Since when do you like seafood?" Angie joked as she twirled her lucky bracelet around her wrist with her thumb.

I quickly pulled my hand away from hers and took another sip of water. I watched very carefully as the bracelet spun around her wrist. It was mesmerizing for some reason; in a beautiful way.

"I can learn to like it." I said as I placed my hands into my lap. I looked back over at Angie and took in every detail about her. I counted the freckles on her face. There were 13. Unlucky; how ironic.

"So Angie let's talk about my career." I put my best serious face on, and looked back at the girl I loved. I really hope she understands.

"Oh, okay." She must have noticed my serious face because her smile soon turned into a straight face.

"I've been really busy lately making music, and I'm just worried that I won't be around as much as I would like to be..." I trailed off as I stared down at my lap. How pathetic am I? I can't even look at her.

"Harry, I understand." She put her hand out in the middle of the table, and I gladly took it. This time it was my hands that were sweaty.

"I don't think you do." I mumbled.

"Care to explain then?" She asked as she looked directly into my eyes. Her gaze was so strong that I couldn't avert my eyes from hers. I'm so screwed .

"Well the thing is I leave for tour in two days and-" I slurred all my words together in hopes that she wouldn't understand, but she did alright. And as soon as I said that, she cut me off.

"Your leaving in two days?" She raised her voice slightly at me, but her hand still remained in mine.

"I don't want to, I really don't Angie. But I have no choice." I mumbled as I looked around the restaurant.

"Oh Harry..." She trailed off.

"You hate me, don't you?" I asked.

Now let me tell you reader, in life you have people that come and go. However, if you are lucky, then you'll find those rare people that will stick by your side until the end. Those people will support you through anything, and always love you. Though you may have your ups and downs, you'll stay by each other because you were meant to. When you're born, your future has already been planned. There is nothing you can do to alter the way life is, but you can embrace it. So the people that stay with you by your side, are the smart ones. They are wise, they are beautiful, they are important, and most of all, they are lovable. Now reader, think about your own life. Do you have anyone like that? Maybe you do, and maybe you don't. Just know that sometime down the road you will be lucky enough to find a person like that.

As lucky as Harry and Angie were that one day nearly 5 years ago to meet in that bakery. So many things had to go right in order for them to meet. But as fate would happen, they did, and it was magical.

"I love you Harry, I love you." Angie hummed.