Mandolin Rain

Elliot's POV

It's still happening. I've only gotten three more letters from that strange person. One telling me I wasn't good enough for Harry. Another with pictures of him and I walking around a Farmer's Market, and the last one was put in my mailbox outside of my house with another note telling me that if I didn't get rid of Harry she would get rid of me.

I dismissed them all. Probably just some dumb teenager who thought her life was set to be with Harry. I tried not to take it seriously but I was cautious just in case. I never closed the studio by myself. I was more cautious during the night then the day.

I know I should tell Harry of everything but he's had his own problems lately. He was getting ready for their Pacific tour, and was beyond stressed with the baby soon to arrive. Zoe didn't even know who the father was and was already going after child support from Harry, claiming that she needed help preparing for the babies arrival. I was livid and Harry being the nice person didn't want to say anything.

Of course Zoe was telling the press all about it. They knew nothing that this baby might not be Harry's but she was ruining us. Saying it was my fault they were broken up, that Harry rejected this baby that was theirs. She was evil.

Every time she called Harry and I would fight. He was so defeated after talking to her, and sometimes a girl needs attention. He was always so careful of what he said to her, afraid she would be recording his reactions or be putting him on speaker phone so others could hear. I couldn't believe he was ever with a person like that. He always assured me it was just an attraction that never stuck.

Things were getting hard. As all relationships do. It's not always rainbows and butterflies. Although I still get that feeling when I see him, when we kiss, he just always makes me nervous, good nervous. He's still sending me flowers every Monday like I told him my Grandpa used to do for my Grandma. Every girl needs flowers on Monday.

Today was Harry's 21st birthday. I was so excited. I had a huge surprise for him that I've been secretly working on for weeks. And I was good at keeping secrets so he had no idea. Of course he was so wrapped up in everything else I swear he wouldn't even notice if I shaved my head sometimes.

I quietly slipped out of bed without him noticing, it was a little after five am, but I had to decorate. It was Super Bowl Sunday, sadly the Packers didn't make the cut this year but I think I had more then made up for it last night. Ever since we had sex after the wedding, we couldn't quite keep our hands off each other, and we worked really well together.

I pulled the bags out of my jeep and started putting things together. I had balloons. I had blown up two bags of balloons earlier and threw them all over the open concept living area, then Joe had gotten me a small helium tank and I began to blow up more balloons, putting a small marble in each one so they would hang upside down from the ceiling. I sprinkled confetti all over the place. He could kill me later. You only turn 21 once.

Harry was usually up early, well, around 8 to be honest. So I wanted everything all set up for his big day. I had Joe coming early to drop Harry's special present off at 7:30, thankfully he texted me because I had lost all track of time. I quietly ran outside, even being in LA, it was still a little chilly so didn't want to be outside for long.

“Hey!” Joe was on the other side of the gate.

“Hey, thanks for coming so early.” I tell him and open the door adjacent to the gate to give him a hug. “So today's the big day?” I ask.

“Yep, have the ring in my pocket, I'm on my way to pick her up now.” Joe's already blushing about his impending proposal to his long time girlfriend Rose. I was beyond excited for them, they were young but perfect for each other. “Here's your stuff, she's a little nervous.” He hands over a small bag full of supplies and a whiny box with holes in it. I hug him again and skip back to the house.

I carefully take the black kitten out of the box and sneak upstairs placing the her on Harry's bed, by his sleeping body and she quickly snuggles up to his chin falling asleep. I snap a quick picture and race back downstairs to start breakfast.

I can hear Harry before I can see him. I pretend I don't notice, and pretend my heart isn't melting as he talks to one of his birthday presents. I peek over my shoulder and see him cradle the small, black kitten in his hands, scratching its tiny head.

“Happy Birthday!” I yell loudly and catch his attention quickly.

“Thank you. What's all of this?” He asks, seeing pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, and beans all over the counter.

“I made you breakfast.” I tell him as he stops in his tracks and looks around the living area.

“When did you do all of this? It's amazing.” He asks surprised looking around to everything.

“This morning, I woke up early, I wanted your day to be special.” I shrug my shoulders.

“Well it would be special with just you. And who is this I found in my bed?” He holds up the kitten.

“One of your presents. You said you wanted a cat, she'll be one eventually.” I get out plates for us.

“She have a name?” I shake my head no. “I like the name Luna. You?” He asks, obviously enamored with her.

“If you like it, I love it. Eat!” I command him.

Harry and I finish up breakfast, not even making a dent in the amount of food I made.

“So are you ready for your next present?” I question, super excited for him.

“There's more?”

“Oh yes. You're going golfing.” I tell him smiling.

“By myself? Or with you, you remember last time don't you?”

“Not on your birthday, duh! And how could I forget last time? So, the Packers are you favorite team, sadly they're not playing today but that doesn't mean you can't play with them.” I hint at him leaving him guessing. Harry furrows his eyebrows in thought.

“I give up.” Harry crosses his arms and leans against the chair.

“Well Aaron Rodgers and Clay Matthews live in LA or around it at least. And oddly enough, they've come into the studio a few times. So today, they're taking you out golfing.” I smile as his eyes bulge.

“No way.” He holds his face in shock.

I look over to my phone, “Yes way, and you need to shower and get ready because you're leaving in about an hour. Then more surprises to come later.”

“More?” He questions.

“Well it's your birthday.” I couldn't wait to tell him the rest. “Jazzy is coming over for a fully body massage because you know she's a massage therapist, and then we're headed over to Aaron Rodgers Super Bowl Party.” I flash a big smile.

“Holy crap. I'd better go take a shower then.” He smiles and hops off the stool practically running to the steps to his bathroom. He pauses just as he's reached the steps and turns around sauntering back to me. “I love you.” He kisses me continuously until I push him away.

“Go take a shower!” I scold him.

Notes

How cute are they? Any thoughts on what will happen next??

Felt like updating today, working on a Louis story that I'm possibly in love with. :)

Love it, love ya'll.

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