Overworked

Harry’s P.O.V
I watched as Maddie played with Lis. My phone vibrated and I looked at it. It was my group chat with the boys.
Liam: How did they find out? I thought they wouldn’t until we were leaving.
Louis: El was looking for one of my tops and found the suitcase packed. Sorry guys. We shouldn’t expect Haz to come on, Maddie is pretty pissed we could hear her shouting at him.
Me: I’m here guys, but yeah, she’s pissed.
Niall: Belle is drunk. She doesn’t even care at the moment but I’m sure she will in the morning.
Louis: Where’s Zayn?
Me: Probably being shouted at by Perrie. He’s gonna miss 6 months of his month old son’s life…
Liam: What did Maddie say?
Me: She shouted at me for not telling her and then she said why have you been trying to get me pregnant knowing full well that you’re not going to be around for pretty much the whole pregnancy. And she’s pissed because I may have let slip about me not wanting her to tour and then she said I’m unbelievable and she can’t believe that she quit her job for me too. The only reason I’m not being shouted at right now is because Lis woke up.
Niall: Oh right, thank god for Lis then.
Me: Yeah, how are the girls with this situation?
Louis: El doesn’t really mind but then we don’t have young children to take care of.
Liam: Dani has gone ape. She’s pissed that I’m leaving her and am gonna miss Leah’s birthday. I promised I’d come back for it but she just replied with don’t make promises you can’t keep and went to bed.
Niall: Like I said, Belle is drunk but in the morning I’m gonna get shouted at for leaving her with a three year old for 6 months.
Zayn: Can I stay at one of your houses tonight? Perrie kicked me out…
Me: Sorry mate, Maddie will get even madder with me.
Louis: El is asleep so you can come to mine if you want.
Zayn: Thanks. Perrie just got so mad because I’m gonna miss 6 months of George’s life and she can’t cope with a month old baby on her own.
“Harry Styles! Get the fuck off your phone!” Maddie shouted. I typed a quick goodbye and locked the phone.
“Is Lis okay?”
“She’s fine. Not that you care.” She said and sat down on the bed. “I hate you, I can’t believe you leave in three days and you haven’t even told me yet. Were you just gonna leave without saying goodbye?” She sighed.
“No babe, we just didn’t want to upset you, we never wanted you to find out like this. I promise I’ll make it up to you.” I said.
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep Styles. I’m going into work tomorrow.” She told me.
“What?”
“I’m going into work. You can spend some time with the kids and I’ll work. Do you leave on Tuesday?”
“Monday,” I said.
“Okay.” She went into the bathroom and I went onto the group chat.
Me: Maddie has calmed down now; she’s avoiding me tomorrow by working though.
Liam: That’s good. It gives you time with the kids. Something Zayn won’t get.
Zayn: Perrie said I can go back tomorrow she just doesn’t want me around tonight.
Me: Well that’s not too bad. I’ve got to go, night.
They all said night and I locked my phone again. Maddie sat down on the bed and put her head on my chest. “I’m gonna miss you so much. You’re leaving for 6 months.” She said.
“I’m gonna miss you too but I’ll fly you and the kids out sometime. I promise.” I told her.
“You have a busy schedule, I understand. I’m sorry I kicked off. But we’re not trying for a baby anymore. I’m not going through pregnancy on my own.” She replied. I nodded and we went to sleep.
Maddie’s P.O.V
I woke up at around 7am and got dressed for work. I don’t want to go in today but I can’t stay around Harry. It annoys me so much that he’s leaving us for 6 months tomorrow and hasn’t even told the children yet. I went downstairs and got into my car. I drove to work and went inside. Isabelle came over to me. “I wasn’t expecting you here today, but you might want to check your Twitter.” She told me. I nodded and went into my office. I turned on my computer and went onto Twitter. There were a few mentions and then a link to an article. I opened the article and began to read.
“Maddie Styles, ‘Rich Bitch’, the 33 year old former singer was seen shopping with her family earlier today and was wearing over £3000. The star is not afraid to flaunt her cash or success. When annoyed by paparazzi, Maddie took it upon herself to have a go at them for suffocating her children. After 12 years in the spotlight, has the bitch that we all knew was lurking finally broken out? Maddie also used to be a model and only gained the job through her father’s success much like her singing career through her husband, Harry. Maddie steals others success and then turns out to be a bitch… Hmm, we didn’t see that coming.
I closed the article and turned off my computer. I picked up all my stuff and walked out of my office into my car. I sped home and went inside. “How come you’re home so early?” Harry asked.
“Just leave me alone.” I said and went upstairs. I can’t believe they’d say that about me. Just because I ruined their fun they have to call me a rich bitch? I pulled my phone out of my bag and went onto Twitter again. There was tons of hate and a few people sticking up for me.
“@MAStyles: Nice to know I’m thought of as a rich bitch. Sorry that I like spending money just like many other people in this world. I run a successful business which I worked on and obtained ON MY OWN. I don’t fucking steal other people’s success so piss off. You use other people’s success for a living so shut the fuck up.”
I posted and got a few replies which I didn’t bother to read. I saw a tweet from Eleanor.
“@EleanorJTommo: Ha! There is no way my best friend is a bitch, she doesn’t know how to be. And she’s rich because she’s done something with her life.”
I thanked her and lay down on the bed. “Hey rich bitch.” Harry walked in.
“Don’t start.” I glared at him.
“Ignore them. You take way too many things to heart. You’re amazing and yeah you can be a bitch sometimes but they have no right to call you it. That’s only me. Just ignore them babe.” He sat down next to me.
“You’re not allowed to call me a bitch either.” I said.
“Yes boss.”
“And you know it.” I smirked. I felt his arms wrap around me and felt so much better than I had been feeling a few minutes ago. “Do you think I’m a rich bitch?” I looked up at Harry’s face.
“No love, no I don’t.” He kissed my forehead.
“Where are the kids?” I asked.
“Downstairs playing, oh, you might want to delete that tweet. You’ll be an even bigger bitch tomorrow if you don’t.”
“I was pissed. Do you still have to leave tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yeah babe, I’m sorry. I leave at 8am.” He told me. I nodded and went onto twitter to delete my tweet. I had tons of hate now.
(A/N: Fashionista is Maddie’s fandom name so Fashionater is the people that hate her like Directioners and Directionaters.)
“@Fashionater2001: I knew you were a bitch when you stepped foot into modelling, you don’t deserve what you’ve got. I hope your children don’t turn out to be anything like you.”
One read. I ignored it and threw my phone on the floor. I turned back to Harry. “Don’t punch me.” He held his hands up noticing my anger.
“I won’t,” I sighed.
“Hey, look, you don’t need other people’s opinions of you, look at this one.” He held up his phone and I took it from him.
“@SammiHuckel1998: Maddie is one of the kindest people you will ever meet, I’ve met her. I met her about 10 years ago and she took time to speak to me when I was crying, you know someone is kind when they do that, the tabloids have no idea so stop hating on her, she’s amazing.”
I smiled and gave Harry’s phone back. “See, people love you too.” He said and stood up.
“I’m going downstairs; you stay up here and calm down for a while so you don’t snap at the children.” He left the room. I went into the closet and picked out some clothes to change into. I went downstairs and into the living room where Harry and Adam were. Brooke and Lis were in the back garden.
“I’m gonna go out for a while, I’ll see you soon.” I said to Harry.
“Okay.” He replied and I left. I honestly have no idea where I’m going though. I got into my car and drove off. I drove around for a while before turning around and going home. I feel a lot calmer now; I’m still angry, but not as much. I sat in the driveway for a few minutes and then went inside. “You alright?” Harry looked up from the game he was playing with Adam.
“Yeah, sorry about earlier,” I sat down on the sofa.
“It’s alright,” He smiled at me. I don’t deserve all this kindness.
“Mummy!” Lis ran into the living room.
“Hey princess.” I picked her up and put her on my lap.
“I don’t want Daddy to leave.” She pouted.
“Me neither baby but he has to go. We’ll go and visit him when he’s away okay?” I said and she nodded. Brooklyn joined us and we played some games until around 5pm when I started to cook dinner.
“You gonna miss me then?” Harry wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and began kissing my neck.
“Yeah,” I laughed.
“Do I get a goodbye present then?”
“Urmm, nahh.” I teased.
“Meanie,” He started tickling me. I squealed and he picked me up and sat me down on the counter.
“Haz, the children are here.” I reminded him but he stepped in between my legs and began to kiss me. I put my arms around his neck deepening the kiss. I want him so bad right now. He pulled away and moved his lips to my ear.
“I want you so bad.” He whispered pressing his body against mine so I could feel his erection. The ache for him inside me increased as he whispered everything he wanted to do to me in my ear.
“Later baby,” I told him pushing him away. He groaned and pulled away from me. I jumped down from the counter and continued cooking the dinner. We all ate dinner and then I bathed Lis and put her to bed. I went back downstairs and started sorting out the kids’ stuff for school tomorrow. I could hear Adam and Brooke saying goodbye to Harry.

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