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ALWAYS

Chapter 24

I sat quietly with Darcy while Enola was in the kitchen with Louis. Sophia, Brynn, Liam and Niall had all joined Darcy and I but I fixated on her. I wanted to repress the fact that I nearly kissed Enola. I didn't know what I was thinking. If I had kissed her, I wouldn't have stopped there. I would've held her tighter, caressed her skin, made her want me the way she did before. I would have made her feel as special as she was. I would've made her believe that my love for her hadn't died. I would have made love to her. Right then. Right there... well, maybe not because of Darcy. I sighed and leaned my head back against the couch.
"Harry, is everything alright?" Sophia asked softly. I nodded and looked over at Darcy who was still enthralled with the photo of her and I playing in my backyard. "Harry, come on, honey." Sophia was sounding annoyed. "Things are never going to get easier for you if you don't talk to someone."
"Soph! Just stop! Okay?" I snapped at her. Sophia looked shocked at my sudden anger with her. Brynn frowned while Liam moved forward a little, like he was going to yell at me. Niall just kept his eyes on my face. I inhaled deeply, "I'm sorry. Just...leave it alone, alright?" Sophia nodded and leaned into Liam. He kissed her head gently. I wanted that with Enola again. As much as I wanted to fall into her bed in torrid passion, I mostly just wanted to be close to her. I wanted to feel her heart beating against my chest, her fingertips on my scalp, her lips on my forehead. I wanted her to share her secrets with me and tell me stories of her and Darcy. I wanted her to tell me about her art and her trips around the world. I wanted the friendship part of our relationship back. I wanted to be us again. I wanted so badly to fall in love with her all over. I was hoping that she would fall in love with me again.
"Harry?" Darcy's little voice snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Yes, love?" I smiled at her.
"Is my Mummy, okay? She looked sad. I don't want Mummy to be sad." Darcy murmured to me. I pulled her into my lap and kissed her hair.
"Why don't we go give Mummy hugs and kisses. Do you think that would make her feel better?" I asked her softly.
She shrugged, "I don't know. Mummy hugged you and she looked really sad."
"But baby girl kisses make Mummies feel better." I smiled even though I was hating the fact that Darcy saw the moment between her mother and I. "Come on. Let's go hug Mummy." I stated standing up with her in my arms. Darcy wrapped her arms around my neck as we walked from the living room to the kitchen. My heart stopped when I saw the image in front of me. Louis had his lips on Enola's forehead. It was innocent. I knew it was innocent but I couldn't help the rage that built in my chest. I felt fire under my skin as I cleared my throat. Enola looked at me with a tear streaked and frightened face. Louis tried to keep his fear hidden. I set Darcy down. I smiled warmly at her, "Go, go, go, baby girl." She ran to Enola and threw her arms around her mother's legs. Once Enola picked Darcy up, I spoke. "I'm going to go home." Enola looked at me with apologetic eyes. "My mum and Robin are home. My mum wants me to come over." I lied a little. I was going to my mother's but not at her request.
"Oooh Anne. Tell her I said hello. The boys would all love to see her." Louis grinned brightly.
I nodded, "I'll mention it." I looked at Darcy, "I'll see you tomorrow, baby girl. I'll come pick you up for dinner." My eyes met Enola's, "Is that okay?" Enola nodded quickly seeing that I was upset. "I'll call before I come over." I stated.
Darcy scrambled out of Enola's arms and ran to me, "I thought you were going to stay again tonight."
I shook my head, "No baby. I have to go see my own mummy."
"But I like it when you sing to me before bed." Darcy whimpered.
I kissed her forehead, "I know. I promise, tomorrow night. I'll help Mummy tuck you in." Darcy nodded sadly then wrapped her little arms around my neck, hugging me tightly. I held her close as my eyes shut. It was amazing how her touch soothed me almost the same way Enola's did. I felt my heart breaking all over again as my eyes met Enola's. "I have to go, Darcy."
"I love you." Darcy stated. I could hear the smile in her voice.
I hugged her tighter and tired not to cry, "I love you too, baby. Be good for Mummy." Darcy nodded and kissed my cheek. I smiled warmly at her and tucked her hair behind her ear. I kissed her forehead one last time before I stood and left the room. I walked out of the house without saying goodbye to anyone else.
I climbed into my car quickly. I looked back toward Enola's house. I was still filled with rage as I gazed upon Enola's silhouette in the window. She was really close with Louis. She spent a lot of time with him. Was there something going on between them? Was Louis the reason why every time I tried to get a bit closer to her, she would become distant. But she appeared so scared when she saw me in the door way. Was she afraid that I had heard her and Louis talking about Charles trying to take Darcy from her? Was she scared that I would react to him the way I did before? Was she nervous that I thought her and Louis were more than friends? I groaned and dropped my head back to the headrest. I looked at the house again. I wanted to go back in. I was being ridiculous. My anger was based on jealousy.
I glanced at my phone when I heard it vibrate in the cup holder. I picked it up and read the message from Louis: Harry, we need to talk.
About what?
Enola and Darcy. It's important.
I'm going to my mum's. It can wait. Goodnight Louis.
Come on lad. I know you're still outside. Just come back in and talk to me.
No.
I was thrilled when Louis didn't text me back. I didn't want to listen to him rattle on about how Enola still loved me but other things were getting in the way. That was basically what he had been saying for the last couple of days. I was sick of it. I didn't want to be lied to by my best friend again.


I sat in my mother's drive way with my head lights off. I dialed her cell quickly.
"Hello Harry." My mother answered with a tired voice.
"Are you and Robin home yet?" I asked with a shaky voice. I had been holding in tears since I left Enola's house. I didn't even attempt to go to my own house. I wanted my mother.
"Yes we are honey." My mother stated, her concern clear in her voice. I hung up. I got out of my car and walked up to the front door, nearly dragging my feet. My mother went through this with me the first time around with Enola. I felt bad doing it to her again but I just wanted her guidance. I knocked on my mother's front door quietly. It wasn't that late but it was late enough for me to want to be quiet. My mum opened the door with concern filling her eyes. "Harry Edward Styles, what are..." I cut her off, folding my arms around her. She wound her arms around my shoulders as I buried my face in her neck and began to cry. "Harry, what's wrong, my baby?" My mother asked gently.
"I'm not strong enough, Mummy. I can't do this." I murmured to her as she pulled me into the house.
She pulled back from me and moved my hair from my face, "What are you talking about, honey?" She looked into my weeping eyes. "Come on. Come sit down." She pulled me into the living room where my step dad was sitting. We sat down on the sofa and she took my hand. "Okay, baby, tell me what's going on." My mother stated with a soft, loving smile. I inhaled deeply and told her the whole story, from the art gallery all the way to the moments that I left. As horrible as it was, I told her about my actions in my drunken stupor. My step father seemed to be upset with my reckless behavior. And my mother's eyes held a sorrow that nearly matched my own.
"I can't do this. I'm not...strong enough to have her in my life and not be the one that she loves as much as she loves her daughter." I cried quietly.
"Harry, that doesn't make you weak. It makes you human. And the fact that you want to help her raise the child she had with another man, means something. It means you love her more deeply than you did before. You want to make her life easier even though it is causing you a great deal of pain. Giving up your happiness for someone else is the greatest act of love you can make." My mother beamed.
I gazed at her hopelessly, "I can't be in the same room with her without thinking about the way we used to be. All I want is for her and I to be the way we used to. But I want Darcy just as much."
My mother's smile softened, "You don't want to be the way you were before, Harry. You want to be a family." I lifted my eyebrow at her. "Harry, you want to be with her, in love but you want her daughter to be apart of the love you share. You want a family." I nodded and gazed down at my hands shyly. "You have become quite the man." My mother giggled a little, "Even with your little mood swings." I chuckled a bit myself. "Harry, no one said you had to fight wanting to be with her. There's not a problem with that but have you ever thought she's apprehensive for her daughter's sake. You two are a wildfire. The way it ended was not pretty for anyone involved. She needs to protect her child from that." My mother explained. "It sounds like that little girl thinks the world of you. You need to love that little girl. She needs you almost as much as Enola does. Let things go where they are supposed to. From your encounter tonight, it sounds like Enola does still love you. Let her work through her feelings at her own pace. She's got another life dependent on the way she lives hers." I nodded and looked away from my mother and Robin. "Harry, is there something else?" My mother asked squeezing my hand gently.
I dropped my eyes to the floor, "I think she might have something with Louis now."
Robin scoffed, "Now you're just being ridiculous, son." I stared at him shocked.
"Robin is right, Harry. You're just being silly now. Enola loved you so much. I don't think she would ever be with a boy you have called your best friend for all of these years." My mother agreed. "And I really don't think that Louis would be with the love of your life either." I flushed bright red. I had already told myself that.

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5/23/19

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5/1/19

Hell yes to a new story about Harry and Enola.

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5/1/19