The Bodyguard.

I tried really hard not to fall in love with Lux.
Really, I did.
But after spending about two hours with her, I was hooked. She is quite possibly the cutest little girl in the entire world. Yes, being around kids brings up horrible memories and feelings, but I need to get over it some time and Lux is doing a fine job of helping me do that.
For the first forty minutes of watching Lux, we were both too shy to talk to one another. Well, I was more scared than shy. When she started getting restless while the boys were getting ready for their live performance, I let her play on my phone. I downloaded the app TalkingTom just for her, and we bonded over that. Her laugh is adorable.
When One Direction starts their live performance, Lux practically throws my phone to the side and is running towards the stage in an instant. I manage to scoop her up just as she enters the stage from the side. Great, I hope I'm not gonna be on live TV. Lux makes me dance along with her to their music by saying, “Shake it, Max!” I can only imagine Lou taught her that. Or one of the lads.
After the performance comes the interview. This one should be interesting considering everything that has been in the magazines lately. They sit down on an extra long couch that seats all five of them with the pretty interviewer sitting in a chair across from them in a nice blue dress, legs crossed.
“So, One Direction. I hear you have been in the studio quite a bit lately?” She asks.
“Yeah, we have been working on the new album.” Liam responds.
“How's it coming? Are you collaborating with anyone?”
“It's coming along great. We can't confirm on any collabs at this time.” Liam answers again, formally. He is never this formal unless he is in an interview.
She asked some more generic questions before getting to the juicy ones.
“So, I just want to clear some things up guys. What is the deal with Max Calder? Ever since she came into the picture, One Direction has been all over the tabloids, and not very good things are being said.”
She's right. Ever since I've come they have gotten nothing but bad publicity.
Niall speaks up this time, “I don't know why everyone is so obsessed with her. She's just Liam's childhood friend that's living with us for a bit. We all love her and get on with her really well.”
“And the club photos?”
“We were just having a fun night out and of course, everything got twisted by the paparazzi. We really aren't that interesting, guys.” Harry says.
“So there is nothing going on between Max and any of you guys?” The woman clarifies.
“No,” Zayn says, “And even if there was, it's nobody else's business. I just want to say that I've seen all of the nasty things being said about Max and it needs to stop. It's not fair and it's not right.”
“You seem to be very passionate about this, Zayn.”
He nods, “I am. I don't know how they can call themselves our fans when they say such hurtful things to others. That's not the kind of people we are, and that's not the kind of people we want our fans to be. Bullying isn't cool.”
“I completely agree. Is there anything else you would like to say?” she asks them all.
“I think we covered it all. Thanks for having us.” Louis responds.
“No, thank you.”
Once the cameras are off, I immediately go hug Zayn. He chuckles and wraps his arms around me, “What's this for?”
“For saying what you did. You didn't have to.”
He pulls away and grabs my shoulders to look at me, “Yes, I did. I won't stand for it and I know how upset it made you, even if you don't want to admit it.”
“You are the best and I definitely owe you.” I tell him.
He rolls his eyes, “You don't owe me anything, Max.”
“Yes, I do!”
He sighs, “Fine. Teach me a few bodyguard moves and we'll be even.”
“Really?” I ask, surprised.
He throws a casual arm around my shoulder as we walk back to Lux who is sitting with Jackson. “Yeah, why not? Besides, I want to see just how much ass you can kick.” He grins.
I laugh, “I think you'll be surprised.”
“I think so, too.”
A few minutes later, Jackson pulls me aside. “You can go ahead and take Lux back to the house. The boys have to go to the recording studio for a bit. I would suggest dinner and then bed time. She already looks like she is getting tired.”
I look back at Lux who is now sitting on Zayn's lap, yawing. “Yeah, I think you're right. Do you have kids?”
He nods, “Two, boy and a girl.”
I narrow my eyes at him, “Yet you think it's best for me to watch her when you are a perfectly suitable parent?”
He smirks slyly, “You are perfectly suitable to watch her yourself. You're going to make a good parent someday, Max. Trust me.”
That hit me harder than I thought it would. If only he knew that I can never have kids. I had a chance at being a good parent once and look at how that turned out. No, I'm a horrible parent. I force a smile anyway and thank him.
I've barely talked to Harry today and I really miss him. Even though he's been pretty close to me all day, we haven't spoken much. Now that I think about it, I haven't spoken much to anyone today except for Lux.
“Are you okay?” the British God himself says, walking up to me.
Fake it.
“Yeah, I'm fine. Lux and I are heading home, though.” I say, trying to sound as normal as possible.
“You're not coming to the studio with us?” he asks, disappointed.
I shake my head, “Lux needs to eat dinner and go to bed soon.”
“Oh,” he frowns, “I guess I'll see you later then.”
I nod and fake a smile before quickly scurrying over to Lux and leaving without another look back.
~Later~
Lux and I just finished eating our macaroni and cheese and are now sitting down to watch Frozen while she falls asleep. We were about 20 minutes into it when I hear the front door open and close. It wasn't the boys, or at least not all of them because it was extremely quiet. I was about to get up to investigate when the intruder stands in front of me. It's Harry.
“Oh, Harry. I thought you were an intruder or something.” I tell him. He smiles and shakes his head. “Harry!” Lux exclaims. He sits down next, sandwiching her in-between us. “Hey cutie.”
She giggles and nestles into him. That's what I want to be doing right now.
“Why are you back so early?” I ask him.
He shrugs, “Didn't feel well.”
I raise an eyebrow, “You look fine to me.”
He continues to stare at the TV, “I guess I just wanted to come home.”
“Mhm...” I hum at him. He just wanted to come home because he was worried about me. I don't want him to put his career second. If he starts doing that, I won't be able to allow this relationship to go any further.
Another twenty minutes passes and Lux is passed out. Harry chooses this opportunity to talk.
“So what's up with you today?” he asks softly.
I shrug, “Nothing.”
“Don't lie to me.” He says sternly.
I take a deep, agitated breath, “I don't want to talk about it, Harry.”
“Now, or ever?”
Ever. “I just need to think before I can talk, okay?” I end up snapping. He doesn't say another word, and I just feel like even more shit. I sigh and brush some hair from the side of his face. “I'm sorry. I don't mean to take it out on you.”
He takes my hand in his and kisses it. “I know, baby. I just want you to talk to me. I know it has to do with Lux.”
I swallow the lump in my throat before responding, “It's not Lux. Well, it is but it isn't. I love her, she is too cute.”
“Then what's the problem?”
Thank God Lux started to stir so we had to stop talking. I just can't talk about it yet. Or maybe that's really what I need to do but I'm too scared to actually address my feelings. Anyway, our conversation stopped there. Harry wrapped his arm around my shoulder the best he could with Lux in-between us. I entangled my hand with his and lay my head on his shoulder. Just his touch can comfort me in ways nobody else can.
That's fucking scary.
The last thing I remember is watching Olaf talk to Anna in front of the fireplace before falling asleep.

Notes

hello! i finally updated! I'm realllyyyy realllyyyy sorry I haven't been updating a lot. I will try to change that. For now, here is a shitty chapter. Drama to come in the next chapter(:
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