-Harry's POV-

"Well, I'll see you guys later, I'm going home to take a well needed nap," I tell the lads as they also say their fair wells.

I hail the nearest cab, and I give him my address. I get all my luggage situated in the other side, and he takes off. This tour has been amazing, but this time off is well needed. Besides doing some small promotions and photoshoots, it's nice being able to just kick back and relax for a while. My mobile suddenly goes off, and I knew who the number was exactly.

"Hey Geoff, how you found anything new?"

Geoff was an undercover detective I hired to track down this certain someone. She has been out of my life for the past two years, and I haven't been able to contact or find anything on her. So I decided to get some help to find her.

"Well Harry, I found some very valuable info that you will find very pleasing." he spoke in a monotone voice.

"Ok well, go ahead!" I say with a smile on her face.

"Well she is in London, and she happens to be living here still. She lives with her current boyfriend Ezra Matthews, who she has been living with for the past two years. Her records show that she is enrolled at The University of London, and currently studying English. She also has a birth certificate here for her daughter Violet, who I'm assuming is blood related to this Ezra Matthews who signed the birth certificate. She is two years old, and also living with them. Her daughter goes to a daycare ran by her friend Erin Rowland. I'll send you both her home address and her daycare address, so you can contact her. But this is the most valuable information that I've found on her besides her medical issues and examinations."

I try to sink in all of the information he has given me. She has a daughter? Also, she started seeing someone after we broke up? I know Ezra, and for them to be together just baffles my mind. I know Rose and I didn't end on very nice terms, but her actions happened so quickly that I don't know if I'll ever get her back.

"Mr. Styles? Mr. Styles?" he woke me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, anything else important?"

"Not that I am aware of, so I'll send you the two addresses, and I hope you find what your looking for," he said still with his monotone voice.

"Thanks a lot, Geoff. I really appreciate it."

"Just doing my job. Have a good day, Harry." he hung up and I placed my phone in my lap.

I still ponder all the information given to me, and I try to take it in. But, I can't. So much has been given to me that I don't know how to handle it. She has moved on so much, and I haven't tried once. If it wasn't for my stupid mistake, we wouldn't be in this situation.

-Flashback-

I take my keys and unlock my flat door. I open it widely and throw my keys into the bowl on the side door. I kick off my shoes, and take off my jacket to hang on the side rack.

"Hey babe, I'm hom-," I look at her and she has such fire in her eyes. She clenched her grip on the piece of paper she had in her hands. She sees me and her eyes start I swell with tears.

"Babe what's wr-" she cuts me off.

"Don't you dare ask me what's wrong. Don't you dare," She clenched her fists so much that her knuckles were turning white. She stands up with a slight wobble, and walks up to me with the papers in hand.

She shoved the papers into my chest, "What the fuck is this?"

I take the papers that she shoved hard into my chest and look them over. It was our phone bill.
She pulled out every text message that I sent, and highlighted all the ones from this girl, Jessica. Every text I ever sent to Jessica, every filthy text message I sent. I was dumbfounded, I never wanted her to find out.

"What the fuck is this, Harry!" she yelled through our flat loud enough that it echoed.

"This was me texting Jessica." I said being completely honest. She then pushed me with all her might into my small bookshelf, with such force she knocked down the shelf leaving a broken bookshelf with billions of books everywhere.

"Rose wait!" I stumbled up as she ran to our room and locked the door. I ran to the door, and banged roughly on the door. "Rose open the door!" I yelled

She stayed quiet.

I banged even harder, "Dammit Rose, open the fucking door!"

I then hear a small click, sounding of her unlocking the door. I swing open the door to see her sitting with her knees to her chest, sobbing. I run to her and try to hold her close, but for her to push me away.

"Don't touch me, ever. I don't know what I did to you, or what I didn't do for you that you would cheat on me. What did I do wrong?" she silently said through her tears.

I didn't know how to answer her question, because Rose was perfect in every way, shape, and form. She did nothing to deserve this, and now I've put her through all of this. She didn't deserve to be with me, and I know that now.

But I love her, I love her more anything. She has been my light through the dark tunnel, and now I've done everything for that light to fade.

I didn't say a word, just sit there while she sobbed. I couldn't do anything to stop them, or even lighten them up. I was the one who created them. I look to see her still crying, and examining herself. I didn't know what for. Until, I saw them.

The cuts.

I grab her wrists forcefully and examine them thoroughly. My stomach starts to tighten and my head starts to spin. I was the one who created these cuts, and soon to be scars. She was going to take her own life, because of my actions. How cruel could I be?

"Rose, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of this to happen," I tell her with tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Well sorry's not going to cut it anymore, Harry. These things are already done, we are already done." She released her grip from my forceful hands. She got up and grabbed her bags that were already packed. Then she walked out, and those were the last things I ever heard out of her.

-Flashback Ends-

"Change of plans, go to this address," I tell the taxi man the address, and he softy nodded.

I sit silently in my seat just hoping I will see her beautiful face. I knew if I went to see Erin, maybe she would be there this morning. We start pulling up the familiar house, and take in a deep breath. Even if I didn't see Rose today, I know I could at least get some information from Erin. I grab my luggage and pay the taxi man. I walk to the front door, and place my luggage by the door. I knock, and wait for her to answer.

"Uhh. Harry? What are you doing here?" Erin looked at me with confusion.

"I was hoping to see Rose here, is she coming here today?" I asked hoping for the right answer.

"Yeah she is, umm, coming in I guess," she said with a slight worry in her voice.

I walk through her obstacle course of a house, with all the toys and things all over the floor. We finally reach her dining room table, and we sit. We sit in a silence for a good five minutes.

"Umm do you want any tea, Harry?" she asked me still on a bit of an edge.

"Why not, just one sugar."

"Harry, I've known your forever, and I still remember your tea order." she smiles and I chuckle a bit.

"So who is Violet?" I ask.

She stops what she was doing to look at me, and she had a little hurt in her eyes. I didn't understand if it was a sore subject, but I just wanted to know who she was.

"Umm, she is Rose and Ezra's daughter, you remember my brother?" she asks

"Yeah, I remember. Are they still seeing each other?"

Ezra actually was my best mate, and he was how I found Rose. She was friends with Erin. But once Rose and I broke up, we lost touch. And I didn't know that this was the reason why.

"Yeah," she smiles. "They are really happy, and Violet loves Ezra. He's a really good dad."

I ponder her words as she brings over the tea. Once again she made my tea perfect, as always. Suddenly I hear giggling, and the door swings open. A short curly haired girl comes running through the door, and there is Rose right behind her. She is as beautiful as I last saw her. Erin gets up from her chair to greet her.

"Hey Rose, how's my love today!" she said in a cheery voice. She pulled Rose into a light hug, and then let go.

"I'm great, but someone's off today, are you ok?" She giggled with a bit of concern in her voice.

"Umm. Come here." her smile fades as she takes her hand to lead her into dining room.

She looks at me, and her stare turns ice cold. Like she was sending daggers into my chest. She was breathing heavy, and her fists were clenched. I was a bit scare, and I didn't know what to do or say.

"Hi, rose," I say with my nerves bubbling out of my skin.

"What are you doing here, Harry?" she said popping here hip.

"Aunty Erin!" the little girl ran to Erin hugging her legs. She had dark curly hair, and the most gorgeous green eyes. Her little boots pounding the floor as she jumped up and down.

"Hey Vivi! Are you ready for a good day? We have loads of kids coming today!" she said kissing her forehead.

She looked at me her eyes glistening with the lights, "Mummy, that's the boy off the TV!" She pointed at me and Rose knelt down to her level.

"Yeah he is!" she said with a sweet smile on her face.

"See mummy he has green eyes just like me!" she pointed again. Rose's smile then fades, and she picks Violet up.

"Yeah baby, yeah he does. Why don't you go play downstairs for a bit, and then I'll come say bye," She said in such a shaky tone. She puts Violet back down, and she runs to the basement doors.

"She's adorable, Rose. She looks a lot like you." I say with a smile on my face. Violet's eyes were so gorgeous, and bright. They are the bright green I've ever seen. They reminded me of mine when I was little, so bright and big. Her curls were so big and bouncy, with that caramel brown tint. She also had her Rose's freckled skin, which made her brown hair look even darker. She was beautiful.

"Well, she looks a lot like her dad, too." She said quietly, but I didn't understand. She stared at me with her ice blue orbs, and looked like she was going to break any moment.

The signs were coming through, she did look like her father. The dark curls and green eyes, she was mine. Ezra had dark blue eyes, and blonde hair, not green eyes and dark hair. Violet was my daughter. This new information hit me like a slap in the face. My palms start to sweat, and my head starts to spin.

"She is mine?" I said searching for the answers, and her eyes gave the answer away so easily. Rose's emotions could be told so easily through her eyes. When she was sad her eyes turned dark, or when she was happy they turned a bright blue. Violet was my daughter, and she doesn't even know it.

"Rose, when were you going to tell me that I have a two year old daughter?" Rage starting to boil in my veins.

"You chose your path, and it didn't include me. So why would I put her in your life for you just to destroy it like you did to me?" She spat, and her words hit like shots in the heart. Her eyes started to swell with tears.

"But you had no consideration to tell me, you have a two year old daughter. I could have helped, I would have been there for her!" I yell in Erin's living room.

"Be there for her like you were there for me? When daddy would bring home another girl every night, and have to wonder who you really we're! You we're a douche-bag that cheated on her mother, for some club girl! I'm not raising my child in a broken home, like I was." Her words stung again, and this time it hurt worse than before.

"Mummy, why are you yelling at this man?" She tugged on Rose's peacoat, and she knelt down. She wiped the tear that streamed down her face, Violet was scared. She was scared of the fighting.

"Mummy was upset honey, it's alright now. Mummy has to go to work now, be nice for Aunty Erin , ok?" She said with such hurt in her words, and it pained me even more. Violet wrapped her arms around her neck, and pulled her into a warm hug. Rose than kissed Violet on the forehead, and got up.

"I'll call you later, Erin. Bye Harry, and don't try to come in her life now. It will confuse her more than you would ever know, and we don't need that right now." A small tear streamed down her face, and she walked out of the house.

Again, the last words I'd ever hear out of her is, goodbye.