Revivalstyles to the rescue.

Almost to 60 chapters. 42 chapters ago, I mentioned for how long I could drag this book for. Well look where we are. 57 in deep and I wonder if I might hit 80 before the book ends. Tbh we are at the end, this is practically our endgame now.

Dedicated to bittersweetlou since it's her birthday. Happy birthday, honey! Ily xx

• Chapter Fifty Seven •

"I was investigating" Brielle defended herself, Harry clenched his fist and his green eyes glazed over in anger. The sheer animosity he held for the woman before us was evident on his chiseled features. "You do not have the fucking right to go through my house. I don't even want you in this house but since I care for Noah and I love him with all I've got, I'm tolerating you here" Harry shouted in a whisper at the woman.

I glanced towards Noah, seeing that he was busy in his own world with his stuffed rabbit. "Hey, handsome. Let's go get something to eat, okay" I spoke softly, crouching as I picked the chubby baby into my arms. "Oh my, you're getting heavy" I sighed when he smacked his opened mouth to my cheek "Thank you for the kiss, Noah" I chuckled and walked off to the kitchen, leaving Harry and Brielle to deal with matters. "Pip!" Noah squealed and I noticed Storm trotting his way into the kitchen. Noah can't say 'pup' so he's sticking with 'pip' for now.

Noah hasn't been near Storm before but he always seems excited when the little beagle is in the room. Storm walked in between my legs as I maneuvered my way around the kitchen, Noah attached to my hip. I reached into the cupboard that has everything Noah would eat and grabbed a bottle of baby food. Since the green eyed infant has started teething, Harry has introduced him to mashed vegetables much to the baby's dismay. Placing Noah in his high chair, I sat on the barstool with Storm watching us.

I could hear Harry's raised voice from the living room and I worriedly fed Noah. In a few days, Storm's cast will be taken off as he seems to be improving rapidly. "Dada?" Noah sputtered when a loud bang was heard and I took in a deep breath, realizing he walked out the front door and slammed the door shut in frustration. I'll ask him later about his conversation with the she-devil. "He's fine, handsome" I smiled at the baby who still craned his neck to try and look out the kitchen for Harry.

Hours went by and Harry hadn't arrived home as yet, I began to worry. Tash sat on the couch with Storm on her lap and Noah was asleep in his crib. "I'm sure he's fine" Tash said, clad in her work uniform and I paced the area in front of the TV "He isn't answering my messages or calls, I should go find him" I declared when I heard footsteps "Is this a daily situation where Mr Styles leaves the house without informing anyone?" Brielle asked, dressed in night clothes and I was still in my dress and heels. "I'm not answering that" I kept an eye on my phone, waiting to see Harry's name flashing across the screen but to no avail.

Sighing to myself, I parked my car in front of the very same bar where I had knocked Harry. Shakily, I stepped out the Mustang and entered the dingy building. The red lights hurt my eyes, I felt my nose start to tingle at the stench of alcohol and cigarettes. Half naked women danced on the counter tops as well as around the pole situated on the stage in the middle of the room. I walked up to the bartender and described Harry's features with hope that I'd find him here. Gratefully smiling at the bartender, I followed in the direction he pointed out.

"Harry?" I called his name when I reached him at the end of the bar, his jaw was locked as he kept his gaze fixed on the glass before him. He twisted the glass in a circular motion causing its contents to swirl around the thick transparent material, the ice knocking against the walls of the glass. "Babe?" I said for the first time, taking a seat next to him. I placed a hand to his hand, making him to stop turning the glass. "That's the first time you called me that" He declared softly, his reddened eyes met mine and all I did was snake my arms across his waist, holding him close.

"She's going to take Noah away from me" I heard him sniffle "No, she won't" I assured him, resting my chin on his arm as I kept my gaze focused on his now downcasted eyes. "She said she will. Noah is all I have left, I remember not wanting him at all. I begged the social workers to take him under their care but due to legalities, I had to keep him. If I failed as a guardian then only could they take Noah away from me. When I first carried him, after Madeleine gave birth, his little eyes were closed and he seemed so peaceful. I wished to be like that, to attain that amount of peace in my life" Harry sighed, his voice was heavy with emotion.

"He was so soft and fragile that I was afraid I'll drop him but Madeleine helped me and here I am, carrying him forever without her help" Harry gulped down the last bit of his whiskey and I felt his body shake in my arms. "You have me now" I said in a whisper and he turned his head to look at me, a ghost of a smile kissed his lips and his green eyes were glazed over. "I have you now" He declared in agreement, as if coming to a conclusion. "Come on, let's go home" I gestured to the exit of the bar and he reluctantly nodded before stumbling to his feet. I wrapped my arm around him and helped him out the bar into the cold air of the December night.

December. It's nearly Christmas. "Remember when you knocked me" Harry chuckled airily and my cheeks scorched. "I kissed you that night, I took away your first kiss. Bad Harry" He said, scolding himself in his intoxicated state causing me to roll my eyes with a smile. "Actually, you weren't my first kiss" He whipped his head towards me as I sat on the driver's seat. "What? Who stole what was mine?" He pulled in his brows and I raised my own at him, surprised by his choice of words - slurred words. "A girl. I met her in Monte Carlo, we were dancing and I didn't even think she'd be into girls until she kissed me. I responded but I was too drunk to even realize until I felt her tongue on mine"

"Would it be bad if I said I'm extremely turned on right now?" Harry quipped and I chuckled, my cheeks turning a shade darker. The drive back to Harry's house was slow, for some reason I just wanted to be alone with him for a little while longer before we have to be in the same vicinity as Brielle. I sighed when Harry switched his position, placing his head to my lap - just like the first time. "My legs still don't fit" He said, looking up at me "The gear stick still hits my side but I don't mind, I get to look at you" I blushed at his words until I felt his lips press to my abdomen, over my wrap-around dress. "You're so drunk" He cheekily smiled at me "Actually, I'm quite sober now that I'm with you" I rolled my eyes softly and he continued placing kisses to my abdomen.

"What are you doing, Mr Styles?" He smirked at me and I gasped when he tugged onto the belt that wrapped around my waist which held my dress in place. "Harry! I'm driving" He replied with a deep chuckle "I'm not, I think I found a way to keep myself rather busy" I placed my hand on his, keeping him from slipping his notorious fingers inside my dress which now separated in the middle. "Well, I need to concentrate on the road or we both might die" I looked at him pointedly "Park the car, get off and into the backseat. I'm not done with you yet, Miss Montgomery" He drawled out, and I bit my lip when he moved my dress aside, placing his mouth to my thigh as he nipped at the skin, hard enough to leave a mark.

Harry's a bit sneaky, isn't he?

All the love x