CHAPTER 83

ANGIE'S POINT OF VIEW

I stood in the middle of the airport at 4:00 am in the morning. Due to our departure being at such an early time, there were no fans here. Thank god.

"Angie, please don't go." Harry pleaded. He had been bugging me not to go ever since the opportunity presented itself. Don't get me wrong, I love Harry with all of my heart, but I hated relying on him. If he and I broke up I would have literally nothing; and that scares me. I needed to do this; for myself, and Rosie.

"I have to Harry." I held his hand tighter in mine, and stared back into his big green eyes.

"I know, I know." He broke our glance and stared at the floor. I saw a little tear dribble down the side of his face.

"Harry, why are you crying? It's only for a few months." I pulled him into a hug, and he hugged me back.

When he released me, I took note on his face. He looked sad, and ashamed.

"Because I feel awful. If I had never tried out for the X factor then-"

"Harry stop. That was your dream, and it was the best thing that has ever happened to you."

"No. You deserve a boy that can be with you everyday, and only have you to focus on. Not some boy band. Someone that can take you out on romantic cheesy dates without being interrupted by thousands of fans. A guy that could go on a walk through the park with you without having to sign autographs. Face it Angie, things would be so much easier if I weren't famous."

"You're worth it." I whispered into his ear.

What he said was true, but what I said was also true. Those things were annoying, but he is worth it.

"I love you." He mumbled.

"Angie we have to go." Louis called from a few feet away.

"I love you too Harry." I said as I pressed my head up against his chest. God, he was tall.

Neither him or I pulled away, so Louis walked over to us- laughing- and pulled me out of his grip. He threw me over his shoulder and began walking towards where we boarded. Liam Zayn and Niall stood there with all of our bags, and I noticed that Niall was holding Rosie the way that a father would hold his daughter. It broke my heart.

"May I hold her?" I asked as we stepped onto the plane.

"Sure, feel free to hand her on over if you want to get some sleep." Niall said as he passed me "our" daughter.

"Thanks." I said as I took my seat next to Louis.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"I'm excited." I smiled.

"Good, we have an interview that should be happening about 30 minutes after we land." He laughed.

"Brilliant." I said with sarcasm.

"Haha, very funny. So have you ever been to America?" He asked.

"Once when I was like 5."

"That's cool, so how nervous are you?" He looked at me with a serious face.

"What would I be nervous for?"

"The whole Niall thing." He said like it was obvious.

"It'll be fine." I shrugged.

"The interviews can get pretty intense..." He trailed off.

"Don't worry about it. Louis is just trying to scare you." Niall said as he walked down the aisle to the bathroom.

"Well now I am nervous!" I awkwardly laughed.

"Ya see what you do, Lou?" Niall said.

"Sorry, just trying to be honest." Louis commented.

"You'll be okay." Niall smiled at me.

"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Louis whispered into my ear. I instantly felt my cheeks burn up as I realized I had been caught staring into Niall's eyes.

"You're adorable." Niall laughed as he shut the bathroom door behind himself.

"Don't let his Irish charm get to you." Louis warned.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You've already fallen for the lad once, don't do it again. You guys are both vulnerable- him going through a breakup with Hannah, and you being separated from Harry. And now that you supposedly have a kid together... It just would be too easy for you guys to get together." He stopped talking and stared out the window.

"Louis I-"

"Shh. Just think of Harry." Before I could respond, he put his headphones in.

Obviously Louis Tomlinson is not a morning person.