A/N: Skipping Christmas and New Year's Eve... OH! And I changed her birthday, so go back to The Story (Chapter 9). HAPPY NEW YEAR BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE!!!! :D


Angelica's P.O.V-

It's the 3rd of January of 2014 already. I can't believe how quickly this year went by. It was a very tough year for me, but it ended much much better than I had expected. I only wish I wasn't so confused about Harry and my stupid feelings.

Christmas Eve and Morning were super fun. We had a sleepover at the Dawson's and Jake couldn't be happier with his presents, one of them being a kiss on the cheek from the one and only Samantha. That girl is sooooo cute you'd think she was some sort of fairy or princess. She certainly does act like a lady, with all her adorable dresses and good manners. But, underneath all that she's just as smart and witty as my little Jake.

New Year's Eve was very interesting, because even Mrs. Dawson got kissed, but I didn't. I felt kind of left out so Jake kissed my cheek, which I found adorable. It's good to see he's not that affected by me being his mother, although it's worrying me a bit, I mean, he's not showing any reactions at all. I'll have to take him to a therapist, to see if he's okay. But back to telling you about New Year's Eve. Jake decided to disobey me and kissed Sammy on the lips. She blushed a deep shade of red and held his hand. Apart from him disobeying me, I was happy, he had found a special friend, even if he is only 6 years old. They'll probably just laugh it off when they're older....

"Mommy!!" Jake called from the kitchen of our new flat. I called Simon to tell him I wanted to start earlier and he provided a new flat with furniture and everything. One of his best technicians is going to tutor me while I go to Uni to study electronics and music. I'm going to start my career very slowly, I feel more at peace like that and I can take care of Jake as well. I talked to God about it and felt that I should give it a try. [living room] [Jake's room] [Angel's vanity and closet] [guest room] [Angel's bathroom] [Jake's bathroom] [bathroom]

"Yes, Jake?!" I called back from my room. I know, gorgeous right?! I'm just so lucky.

"Can I meet Mathew and Sammy at the park today?" He asked, coming inside my room. I was currently in my bath robe, a towel wrapped around my head and fuzzy socks.

"Sure. Is Laura going to be there?" I asked, not wanting him to be alone with two other kids in a park. After all, this is London, it's a big city and who knows what's out there!

"Yeah" He smiled. I nodded and gave him his emergency phone. It's simple but it works for him, it's only when he goes out and I'm not around and he needs something.

"Do you want me to take you?" I asked.

"Could you?" He pouted. I chuckled and nodded. He leaved and I finished applying my makeup. I was getting ready for a meeting with Simon and his crew. We were going to discuss my contract and career arrangements, they even provided a lawyer for me!



"Mommyyyyyy!" Jake whined. I rolled my eyes and laughed at his eagerness. Sighing I tried calming him down and tying him to the car-seat.

"Stop wiggling! You need to be safe!" I scolded.

"I'm a big boy, now! I have a girlfriend!" He argued back. Oh no, this has gone to far.

"Oh no! You most certainly are not a big boy!" I said sternly, giving him a warning face. He grumbled and pouted.

"If you're going to behave like that, I wont let you go see Sammy again" I warned him, stopping my actions and crossing my arms.

"No! You're being mean!" He began raising his voice.

"No, I'm concerned, you never behaved like that, ever" I argued back. I know I'm being harsh, but if I'm going to be his mother, I request nothing less and nothing more than respect from him. I went through a lot to take care of him, and I am not letting one little girl ruin his raising.

"I'm sorry" He said, a few tears escaping his eyes.

"Aw, don't cry" I said, uncrossing my arms and wiping his tears with both thumbs, smiling slightly.

"I wont forbid you if you behave, that's all I'm saying, don't let her change you, okay?" I said, he stopped sniffling and nodded, a few tears still tracing down his cheek.

"Okay" He said quietly.

"I love you, baby" I kissed his forehead.

"I love you too, mommy" He kissed my cheek. I smiled and nodded, getting out of the back car and getting in the passenger seat. I drove to the park and walked up to Mrs. Dawson with Jake holding my hand. As soon as he saw Mathew on the swing, he ran towards him, his little backpack bouncing around on the way. I chuckled and shook my head at his eagerness.

"Why the smile? Wait, fancy dress, wide smile... YOU'VE GOT A DATE?!" Laura squealed. I laughed loudly and shook my head, holding my sides.

"Good heavens! No! I'm going to a meeting with my boss!" I laughed.

"Why is it so funny then?" She challenged, crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

"I can't imagine myself going on a date" I said, still smiling. I honestly couldn't. It's not that I think no one would date me or anything, I'm just saying I'm not the kind of girl to dress up and go on dates, meet new people, etc.

"If you say so" She said still smirking. I rolled my eyes and said my goodbyes, calling to Jake for him to behave and all.



"Good morning, how may I assist you?" The lady at the front desk asked, smiling politely. She had short, black hair, styled into a channel cut, bright hazel eyes, and looked in her mid thirties. She had heavy glasses on and a simple office outfit, that didn't expose more than it should. I smiled brightly at her.

"I'm here to see Mr. Cowell" I informed her. She nodded and typed something in her computer then looked back up at me.

"Mrs. Greyson?" She asked. I nodded.

"He'll be coming in shortly" She smiled. I nodded and turned around, ready to sit down on the couches in the lounge.

"Mrs. Greyson?" She called behind me. I turned around.

"Yes?" I questioned.

"You're welcome to wait in the meeting room" She told me, an amused smile on her face.

"Oh, right" I smiled awkwardly.

"Where exactly is the meeting room?" I asked, still feeling a bit awkward.

"Room 215, 5th floor, third door to the right" She informed.

"Thank you" I smiled and headed to the lift. I turned back to wave at her and saw her chuckling lightly and waving back.

I pressed the button on the lift and the doors closed. I felt it start moving and had to grip the wall nearest to me for support, since I was a bit surprised, and also because I don't enjoy lifts. After a few minutes of pure torture and really bad music playing nonstop, the doors finally re-opened and I walked out. I opened the third door to my right just as the lady had instructed and basically tiptoed in.

The meeting room was quite impressive, and a bit intimidating. I didn't exactly feel comfortable with all this. I mean meeting new people that are going to decide things about my career. They sound quite intimidating from where I stand. I walked around the room and put my bag on of of the seats. I waited for around ten minutes, just enjoying the beautiful view the huge window gave me, until Mr. Cowell came in. I smiled warmly at him and extended my hand for him to shake.

Instead of shaking it like I would've expected, he hugged me. I was a bit confused and I didn't quite respond to the hug. Well, if patting his back awkwardly means anything...

"Uh, good morning, Mr. Cowell" I cleared my throat and smiled once he let go of me.

"Good morning, Angel" He smiled brightly at me. I was a bit surprised he hadn't called me Mrs. Greyson, or Angelica.

"The boys told me about your nickname" He said, making me nod.

"Okay, now down to business" He said, sitting in the chair closest to the screen.

"Sit down next to me, the others should be coming soon" He said. I sat down just as the door opened revealing some people I was not expecting to see until next week.

"ANGEL!" They all chorused, making me jump out of my seat and run to them, well, speed walk to them, and hug them all tightly. We were in our little bundle of joy and hugs when Mr. Cowell cleared his throat.

"Well, now that you have greeted each other like business people, shall we start the meeting?" He asked us, pure sarcasm in his voice.

"Sorry, sir" I said, sitting back down. The boys all pretended to be really serious business people and sat down in a posh manner. I rolled my eyes and almost slapped my forehead, but decided to just cross my arms on the table. Not once, did I make eye-contact with Harry, if you're wondering.

"So, I have called you here to discuss Angel's career" Simon started.

"But, that was an excuse" He said. The boys and I exchanged confused looks (me not even looking at Harry).

"Angelica, I don't know how to say this..." He said, looking down for a moment. When he looked up he turned the screen on. The image of a baby girl appeared. She was slightly chubby, with big red cheeks and wavy light brown hair. Her eyes were the shame shade of green mine are, which scared me a bit.

"This little girl's name is Angelica Ruby Cowell" He told us. My head snapped to his direction and I stared wide eyed at him. No, it can't be...

"Angelica, I'm your father" He said. I stood up, my head was spinning. He's my father, that means that the man that tortured me for so long was only a criminal, not my father. Jake isn't my brother, he's only my son. I placed on hand on the table for support, and the other went to my forehead. My cheeks felt hot and moist. I must be crying. All I can hear are people whispering my name. And then, all I saw was darkness.............

Notes

GO BACK TO CHAPTER 9!! I changed a few things...