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The Girl

Chapter Eleven

HARRY'S POV

As Hazel watched the movie and filled out her application, I tweeted and followed fans on twitter. "Hello." She answered as her hand fiddled with the pen. I could hear Rosaline on the other line but couldn't make out what she was saying. "Filling out an application for a kindergarten school." She continued and nodded to whatever Rosaline was telling her. I looked back down to my phone and froze.

A text that read

'Just thought I'd let you know, I can do very bad things Harry ;) can't wait to see you X J."

Fuck. I blinked a few times when I heard Hazel's voice talking to me. "Dinner with Rosaline and Weston tomorrow night?" I nodded slowly and tuned out their conversation. My thumb hovered over the letters, trying to figure out what to type. Do I even text her back? No, I shouldn't. I'll just see her soon to talk. I then heard Rosaline's voice boom through Hazel's phone.

"Wait, Harry's coming?!" I balled my hands into fists knowing that another person knows about our situation. Hazel told her that she'd explain later and hung up.

"So I'm guessing she knows?" I spoke lowly. "She was the first person to know." She responded in a sad tone.

"Oh." Was all I could say.

"Yeah." Her uncomfortable look made me want to talk about something else. I looked down at her hand that rested next to my leg.

"So are you going to wear your ring tomorrow?" That only made me feel shittier and it was obvious.

"I should, shouldn't I?" I shrugged and leaned my head back, it felt like it was going to explode. "I think I will." I looked down to my feet and closed my eyes, the text from Janine crushing my brain. If that even made sense. "Harry? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry." I whispered. She's probably wondering what I'm apologising for. If only she knew, which I hope she doesn't and ever will.

"Don't worry Harry, I'll wear it." She rubbed my back in an attempt to get me to face her.

"No, it's not about that." I sighed.

"Then what is it? Tell me." she pleaded. My sweet girl, always trying to make me feel better. I'm just a fuck up. I sighed again and looked up

. "Nothing, just know that I love you very very much and that you're the only I love." I told her and kissed the forehead. She looked so puzzled, wanting to know what the hell just happened.

"There's something wrong." Her voice filled with confusion.

"No, I'm just stressed." I shrugged.

"Harry, I know you better than anyone on this Earth. I'm your wife." She put emphasis on the last word and crossed her arms.

"You can tell me anything." Not this. I'm too much of a coward.

"Hazel, I'm really stressed. That's it." I couldn't bare to look at her beautiful face anymore, knowing that I had betrayed her.

"Harry!" She yelled after me as I trudged upstairs.

"I need some sleep Hazel! I'm fine." I yelled back and layed down on the bed. For the rest of the night I wasn't bothered by her or my phone, it was just me. And my unbearable thoughts and memories of what I did.

"Wake up, I made food." Hazel spat as she shoved a plate of food into my face. Holy shit she was mad.

"Th-thanks." I took the plate and put it on my lap. "W-what time is I-it?" I asked kindly.

"There's a fucking clock right next to you." She slammed a glass of water down right next to me and stormed out.

Holy. Shit.

I looked to the side and rubbed my eyes. It read 3:00 PM. How could have I slept for that long? I yawned and quickly ate the sandwich and fruit she prepared for me then headed downstairs. "Hi." I murmured, not wanting to upset the beautiful beast anymore.

"Good afternoon." She chuckled and rolled her eyes.

"You could've woken me up. I wouldn't have minded." I shrugged shyly.

"Oh I did, four times. You kept telling me to go fuck myself and that I'm annoying as hell. You even told me to stay out of your business, guess you were too stressed!" She sarcastically laughed. Did I really say that!?

"Hazel no, I didn't mean to. I swear I would never say that to you!" I explained and walked closer to her.

"Kay, Harry."

"I know you're made baby, I'm sorry that I sa-"

"Harry do you even know why I'm mad?" She asked seriously.

"Because of what I said in my sleep?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"No! I couldn't care less about what you said in your sleep! I'm mad that you shut me out last night. We are trying to get through this together!" She shouted and threw the kitchen towel. "I'm doing this for us. I'm so close to done with you Harry but I'm trying." She gritted her teeth and marched out of the kitchen. "Be ready at 6:15!" I flinched at her loudness and scratched my neck nervously. I'm in deeeeep shit.

HAZEL'S POV

After I had gotten ready, I called Harry downstairs so we could leave already. http://www.polyvore.com/m/set?.embedder=9810838&.svc=copypaste&id=114033365

I was upset, how is he expecting to make this work if he can't tell me what's bothering him so much? He needs to tell me so we can fix it. "I'm ready." He hopped down stairs looking ever so dapper in his white tshirt, blazer and black skinny jeans. He looked at me sadly and spoke. "Hazel, I want to apologize for shutting you out." He stood my hands and kissed them. "I am just so stressed out and I needed some time to think, sorry if I made you feel crappy. It was not intentional I swear." He frowned and hugged me like he'd wanted to all day. I couldn't deny him now, but next time, we're working this out the right way.

"It's alright. I forgive you Harry." We walked to the car and got in.

"What's been stressing you out?"

"Everything." He blew out a breath of air and started driving.

"But what specifically?" He shrugged and raised his eyebrows.

"Let's just make this night about us having a good time with our friends. No stress, no sad faces". He smiled and took my hand in his.

"Okay." I smiled back and decided to let this go, for now. "Ugh" I groaned as we pulled up to the valet and saw all the paps. Harry got out and held the door open for me.

"Harry! Harry!"

"Hazel!"

"Over here, look here!"

"Harry how's the album!?"

"Any kids soon?" They screamed as the flashing lights clouded my vision, but Harry's hand on my back guided me in.

"Is it true that you're considering divorce Hazel?!"I was caught off guard and tripped, bringing Harry down with me.

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WOW SHE SHOULD SAY NO NUNNYA BUISNESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND MAYBE THEY SHOULD HAVE A KID AND IT WILL MAKE THEM START OVER. HAZ MUST TELL HER!!!!!

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