I hadn't slept well 'cause I was wondering the whole night if Harry had a safe flight. The sun was just coming out as I was sitting and drinking coffee in my kitchen. My eyes scanned the clock in the wall and I saw it was almost eight. Harry had just landed at LAX and my hand automatically flew on my phone. I searched his number but stopped just when I was about to press the call button. I didn't want to look like a pathetic girlfriend who was clinging to her boyfriend. Besides Harry was probably exhausted from the long flight and would call when he'd get in the hotel.

I placed the phone back on the table sighing. It was weird to be alone at home 'cause I had spent almost the whole week at Harry's. Practically I was living with him but when he asked to make it official terrified me a little. I couldn't say if I was a little mad at him for asking it so casually 'cause I didn't have time to think what to answer. We hadn't discussed it much but I guess it was inevitable when we were having a baby.

I walked on the coach and switched the telly on. I lifted my shirt up and put my hands on my stomach. I felt knackered but I couldn't go back to bed because I had a job in the afternoon. It was an easy one as I just had to take a few photos of a restaurant for their webside.

I searched the channels but nothing really took my interest so I switched the tv off. I petted my belly absently while I sipped my coffee. Suddenly I felt a gentle movement under my finger tips. I stopped and held my hands on there. Maybe I was just imagining? I felt another little kick and a smile creeped to my lips. "Oh, you don't like coffee then?" I said placing the cup on the table next the coach. I tried to listen if the baby kicked again but then my phone rang in the kitchen and I jumped off the coach to run there.

I picked the phone quickly from the table almost dropping it. "She's kicking!" I answered out of breath as I saw it was Harry calling. He didn't say anything for a while and I called his name. "What?" he asked sleepily. "What do you mean? Who?" he added.

"The baby of course! I was sitting on the coach and I felt her kicking!" I said excited and sat down on the chair. He was quiet for a while again. "You said her," I could almost see his sleepy smirk. "Did I?" I asked because I hadn't noticed. "I wish I could be there though. This is why I don't like travelling and being away from home sometimes. I miss things," he said with sad tone.

"Harry, it's okay. When you come back you can listen the baby as much as you want to," I tried to make him feel better. I heard him taking deep breaths and for a moment I regret telling it to him. "It's part of your job and I don't mind as long as you're coming back to me," I said smiling lightly. "Yeah, I know. You don't have to tell me that," he said a little harshly.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly. "Don't be. I'm just tired but I wanted to call you anyway. But it's just... it's the first time she's kicking and I'm missing it," his voice cracked lightly at the end. "Ahh babe I'm sorry I shouldn't have told you! I was just so excited. I wish I could give you a hug now," I said chewing my nails which was a bad habit of mine. I always did it when I was nervous and my nails looked terrible.

"No! You've to tell me every little thing that's happening! I'm glad you told me and it's just five days anyway... I'm being tired and silly. It's like half past midnight here and I didn't sleep much in the plane," his low and slow voice made me calm. "Okay," I breathed smiling. "So you're at the hotel?" I asked and he hummed in response.

I could imagine him alone in the hotel room's bed rubbing his eyes. "You need some sleep. I can sing to you?" I couldn't help my chuckle. My singing voice was terrible and he knew it too well. It was a joke between us but I didn't really mind. "Erm... you could just talk me to sleep," he suggested and I could imagine him smiling. "Yeah sure, whatever you want," I laughed. I started to tell him my plans for the day and when he didn't response to me with a hum anymore I hang up.

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"That was weird," Brianna laughed as we get in the cafeteria. A few fans had stopped us on the street and wanted to have pictures with me. "Yeah, I know. It haven't happened often and I think I'll never get used to it," I said shaking my head. We ordered coffees and sandwiches before we sat down at the corner table. "So how's the baby?" she asked because I just had the check-up. "Fine, but the midwife told me to eat more healthily," I smirked as I bit my bread. "Oh I see, I was wondering why you ordered a sandwich and not that cake they have there," she winked at me and I tried to look angry.

"And Harry's in LA?" she asked and I just nodded 'cause my mouth was full of food. I chewed quickly to say something. "Yeah, and they have some award show tonight. It's gonna be amazing. I can send you a link where you can watch it," I muttered. "Okay," she smiled. After that the conversation turned to Brianna and she was eager to talk about her unfair boss.

I was more than willing to go home after I had listened to Brianna for a good three hours. Sometimes she could be really annoying. As soon as I get in the bus and thought I could relax a little my phone rang. I was suprised that the screen was flashing my mom's name and I hesitated to answer.

"Hello?" I decided to pick it up still. "Hi Alison. I'm behind your front door. Are you at home?" my mom said and I frowned confused. "Well, I'll be there soon. Is everything okay?" I asked. She hadn't called me in a year so I was distrustful. "Yeah, everything's fine! I just want to talk to you if that's okay," she told. I hang up as the bus just stopped at my stop.

My brows were frowning furiously when I walked the last steps of the staircase and reached my front door to see my mum leaning against the wall. She raised her gaze away from the phone she was holding to look at me with a joyful face. "Hi, love! How are you?" she said putting her phone to her back pocket. I picked my keys to open the door but my mum was quicker to hug me with her scraggy arms.

"Oh hi. I'm fine thanks," I said coldly and pushed her gently away. I opened the door and let us in the apartment.

I walked in the kitchen while my mum went in the living room. I took some yesterday's food from the fridge and put it in the microwave. I was starving even though I had just been out eating with Brianna. When the food was warm enough I started to eat not caring if my mum think I was being rude. "I love this pic!" she came in the kitchen holding a picture frame in her hands. I immediately saw it was a pic of me and Harry at the hotel room's balcony in Australia. The city lights of Melbourne were shining behind us and Harry was holding my waist and smiling with his dimples whole shown.

I snatched the picture from my mum's hands and placed it on the table but she ignored my gesture. "You got a nice little home here," she smiled instead. "How did you find out where I live?" I asked rudely and she let out a light chuckle.

"I didn't have to do much as the lovely boyfriend of yours told me," she blurted out still smiling stupidly. "W-what?" I stopped spooning my soup to stare at her. "Yes. I asked him when you were visiting at I's and he gave me your address happily," she said and I rolled my eyes. Probably my mum had pouted her lips trying to look sad and Harry had weakened as he was so kind to everyone. My mum was good at manipulating people.

"But I have a reason why I wanted to see you," she said moving her eyes on the floor. I finished my food and put the plate in the dishwasher before turning to her again. "Why then?" I asked.

"If we could sit down first," she requested. "Oh sure," I said. I made us tea and served a cup for her before we sat around the island.

"So?" I asked when she didn't say anything. "Well... I just want to see you more often. It kills me that we don't see each other. I wanna get to know my daughter again," she started. I didn't know what to say so I stayed quiet and waited for her to continue. "And... I'm sorry for pushing you away from your own home years ago. I should've handled the situation better," she explained while looking at her tea. She moved her gaze to look at me and smiled carefully. "But I can see you've settled down and you have your life together. I'm really proud of that," she finished.

I was speechless for a while. Julia Miller apologizing? She had never done that after yelling me cause of stupid reasons when I was still living at home. Maybe I had got my stubbornness from her.

I sighed out slowly and started to play with the tea spoon. "Apologize accepted. And I've to say I'm sorry too. I know I wasn't the easiest child," I said and couldn't look her in the eyes. "Yeah, but you're my only child and I don't want us to grow apart," she chuckled a little. "You know I love you kiddo."

I raised my head and met her eyes staring straight at me. "I love you too mom," I smiled. She reached to tap my hand a few times and I felt calm. For once in my life things seemed to settle down.

After that the conversation kept going about the pregnancy and my mom's job in the most. I had a feeling she still had something to tell to me but I waited for her to talk. And I was right. I just knew my mom too well.

"I think I need to head back home soon cause I still got some stuff to do. But before I go I need to tell you something," I couldn't read from her smile if it was something good or bad so I just nodded her to continue. "The thing is that a year ago I met this really nice..." she started but I cut her off. "You have a man!" I whooped and she looked surprised. "How did you..." she couldn't finish her sentence as I spoke again. "The smile you were giving showed up," I said.

When I was fourteen and it was about two years of my dad's dead my mom met some bloke. But I was so stubborn and didn't give him a chance so mom had to split up with him. I still felt bad about my behaviour.

"So you're okay with it?" she asked looking still surprised. "Yeah! It's nice that you've got someone. Tell me more about him," I said and she started to tell me about when they first met.

It was nice to have an actual real conversation with my mom in a long time and after she left I felt really happy. I wanted to call Harry but I knew he was really busy tonight cause of the award show. And I had to get up at 5am to watch their performance from my little laptop screen so I tried to go bed early. It was just three nights and he'd be back in London but I missed him terribly already.

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