Harry's POV:
Consciously I was awake but my eyes were still asleep. I turned around and peek through my sleepy eyes. All I could see was her brunette wavy hair but it was enough to assure me of her beauty that I've missed in weeks. I wrapped my arms around her body never wanting her to leave again.


'Morning' I muttered as I placed kisses on her neck. I buried my head under her neck and could smell the familiar channel perfume she always wore.


'Morning' I heard an unexpected voice that caught me off guard. I quickly retracted in shocked. She turned around pulling the sheets to cover herself.




'Wha....what' my mouth failed to describe what my eyes were seeing.

'Oh you've got lipstick stain 'Lauren giggled as she advanced towards. I pulled back not wanting her to touch me.

I wiped my hand across my neck and cursed by what stained on my fingers. 'Shit!' I muttered under my breath as the evidence fell on my fingers. 'What happened? What are you doing in here? Who said you could sleep here?...-' she cut me off by placing a finger on my lips

'Wooh, wooh, slow done' she chuckled like she was enjoying a game she was playing.

'Don't touch me' I pulled her hand away and back off again. I buried my head in my two hands and tried to recall last night.....



...."So I came home around.....midnight. Our driver dropped off the boys... Niall....Liam...Louis at the pad first, then me...I remember that clearly cause Zayn was the last one left in the van"....

..."Then I walked in the house...... and the first thing that hit me was that strong channel perfume....Sammie's perfume"....

...."As I was walking down the hallway.....a brunette girl... With wavy hair rushed up to help me....FUCK! It wasn't Sammie!"

I looked up and there she was....the girl I'd mistake for as my wife. The girl that spent the night in this bed with me. I'd mistaken her for Sammie. But still! I can guarantee that nothing happened.


I grabbed my boxers from underneath the duvet and put them on, then rushed out of the room.




'JM, TJ' I called out as I approached their room. I needed to distract myself from this mess and also make sure my children doesn't suspect anything.
I walked in to a silent room with empty beds. I decided to check every corner and wardrobe just in case they were playing a trick on me.

With no luck, I decided to check downstairs. 'JM, TJ!' I called out as I ran down the stairs but there was no response. I check the lounge, the kitchen, the backyard, the front of the house, the theatre room, the office, the bathroom, the laundry, the garage....every single room in the house which was something I've never done because they normally respond when I call them.

'Jacob Matteo, Taleiah Jennevive, you come out right now!' I yelled hoping they would appear from their hiding now that I've used their full names. They knew I only do that in occasions when I really need to get their attention. But still not a single sound.





That's when I panicked.





I ran back upstairs to get my phone in the bedroom. 'What's wrong?' Lauren asked as she remained on the bed like I had left her.

'WHATS WRONG!?' I raised my voice at her. 'Whats wrong is that my children are not in the house!' I yelled. 'Whilst you've been sleeping around on peoples bed, your one responsibility has managed to leave your sight' I asserted.

'Sorry' she mumbled. Her sorry wasn't gonna fix anything or bring back the children





'Can you get out' I shot her a angry look . I grabbed my phone of the table and left the room.





Samantha's POV:
'Home sweet home' is generally what people would say upon arrival.


But this didn't feel like home.....and it's far from sweet. I had all sort of emotions running through my head. What will I feel when I see him? Her? I didn't want the children to see Harry after what he put them through last night. So I decided to cross path with him before he gets to Perrie & Zayn's house. Zayn insisted on coming with me and I allowed him since I probably needed someone there to make sure I didn't kill someone. Who knows what I could possibly do to that whore or Harry.

'I'm here for you' Zayn's words interjected my thoughts. I turned to him and flashed him a smile. I really needed my best friend here with me, I don't think I could face this myself. I took a deep breath and we both got out of the car.



As I walked down the familiar hallways, I started to get goosebumps......as if there was a bad breeze of air circulating around. And to come to think of it, I was getting these goosebumps in my own house. I looked up at the stairs and closed my eyes to take a deep breath. Momentarily, I felt Zayn's hand rubbing my back. I opened my eyes and he gave me another comforting smile. 'You can do this Jules' he encouraged me. 'Thanks for being here Zayn' I replied and he gave me a nod.

Zayn walked close to me as I walked up the stairs and headed for Harry and I's room. I placed my hand on our doorknob and opened the door to my worst nightmare.






Unbelievable.





Lauren was standing in front of Harry wearing nothing but her laced underwear and one of his polo shirt unbuttoned which did its job to exposed her breast.

'Oh I'm sorry am I interrupting?' I let out a sarcastic laugh which caught their attention.





'I should have knocked' I pointed at the door and quickly turned to head out.




Harry's POV:
Thankfully, my children were safe!

Although, there's a lot of explaining to be done. I run back upstairs to go and get change so I can head over to Zayn's place without any delays. As I entered my room, Lauren had just come out of the bathroom wearing only her underwear and one of my polos.....which I did not like.


'Can you take that off' I asked rudely.

'Sure I can take it off for you' she smirked as she advanced closer removing the polo in a teasing manner.

'No, no just kept it then' I placed my hand on top of her to prevent her from continuing with her seduction.


Surprisingly, the door opened.






'Oh I'm sorry am I interrupting?' I heard the voice I long to hear everyday.......except today....especially not at this situation.





I turned around in shock to find Sammie there.



'I should have knocked' she pointed at the door amused and quickly turned to head out.

'Babe, babe, let me explain' I ran up to her before she got to the door.

'Babe' I tried to grab her arm.

'Don't touch me' she snapped as she shook her arm off my grip.

'It's not what it looks' I insisted.



'YOU!' she pointed back at Lauren. 'I asked you to take care of my kids NOT my husband!' she advanced towards Lauren and striked her across the face and pushed her down the ground. I've never seen my wife so violent before, I've never seen Sammie so mad like that before.

'Sammie' I yelled and helped Lauren up while Zayn pulled Sammie away.

'Fine defend your mistress! Cause she's worth more to you than your children and I right Harry?' she yelled in rage.

'What no its like-....Lauren tell her!' I turned to Lauren.





Samantha's POV:
'I'm sorry Ms.Styles' she began. I looked away refusing to listen to her petty apology, coming out of her promiscuous mouth.


'But...' she paused.










'BUT Harry is in love with me, he has been since we first met!' her words ignited a flame of rage & betrayal in my heart- it was torn between fuming in rage or breaking down in tears.





'WHAT!' Harry yelled.













'Last night wasn't our first time to have sex' Lauren revealed.

Notes

WHAT! HARRY!?
Things are about to get UGHHH LEYY