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• Chapter Twenty One •

When I had finished feeding Noah, I had no clue what to do in Harry's humungous house so I placed Noah on my hip and walked off into the direction of Noah's playroom. Footsteps were heard behind me and I turned on my heel finding a casually dressed Harry Styles. Sweatpants hung low on his hips, giving me a glimpse of the waistband on his Calvin Klein underwear, a simple black T-shirt covered his torso.

What caught my attention the most was the sleeve of tattoos that Harry has. I noticed a huge ship on his arm along with an anatomical heart, a beautiful rose by his elbow as the name 'Jackson' was scrawled above it. I held a questioning gaze when I saw the half naked mermaid but I like the anchor a lot. "Take a picture, it will last longer" Harry's voice broke my stare off him, he held a smugish smirk to his face and I blushed. Nope, not falling for it this time.

Cheekily, I fished out my phone, sliding left on my lockscreen, the camera appeared and I clicked the shutter button getting a perfect shot of an amused Harry Styles. I laughed at his expression, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his green eyes were vibrant and warm. Pink lips were parted yet still stretched out into a smirk. "I guess it will last longer, after all" I winked at him, leaving my phone on the nearby counter, then faced my back to him and made my way to Noah's playroom as I had originally planned to do.

I like this between Harry and I - the constant flirting and laughs. It felt like a dream, to be honest, I don't feel like waking up. I'm afraid that if I do, things wouldn't be the same - Harry would be the rude person that he is and I'd go back to hating him. I let out a shaky breath as I placed Noah in his playpen, taking a seat in front of him.

"You know, I never thought you'd actually take a picture" a few moments later Harry entered the room with two cups of tea, I gladly accepted the steaming hot cup while giggling "I'm just that daring" Harry scoffed "Lies. You don't seem like a daring person to me" He took a seat next to me, crossing his legs so his knee touches mine, Noah sat in front of us playing with his toy cars. I gasped "I am a daring person" I defended myself earning a deep chuckle from the green eyed man.

"Name one daring thing that you've done in your life?" He challenged, his face inching closer to mine and I mirrored his action, with a smirk I muttered "I kissed you" my answer was instantaneous which caused Harry's eyes to widen "Do you regret it?" His question was soft and nervous "You should feel honored instead of asking me such questions, Mr Styles" my gaze flicked to his lips that hadn't changed from the smile it was stretched in "I do feel honored, I am actually" the distance between us decreased

"By the way, Harry is fine. Mr Styles is too-" he started but I cut him off "Too fucking formal, I know" he fake gasped while I chuckled "Anna! There's children in our midst" he hinted at Noah while holding a smile to his face causing his dimples to deepen. Harry's nose nudged against mine as he leaned further towards me. Is he going to kiss me again? I don't mind though.

I could feel his breath fan my face and my heart thumped in my chest, my hands started to shake as I held the cup of tea. Harry's lips were mere millimetres away from mine when an "Oohh" broke us apart. I turned to Noah who sat in front of us, his ruby lips in the shape of an 'o' before he burst out into giggles. I completely forgot about Noah for a second "Cock-blocker" I heard Harry mumble under his breath and I chuckled.

"Well he is sitting right in front of us" I stated the obvious "Still too. Could have blocked his eyes or something and let me do what I wanted to do" Harry defended with a pout by jutting his lips out too far and suddenly my breath hitched in my throat. Noah crawled towards Harry, using Harry's knee as a boost to stand to his feet. Harry's hands went around Noah in case he fell, the look on Harry's face was of pure pride and love "This is the first time he stood on himself" Harry said

"I love seeing a baby's first moment, it's the best feeling in the world" Noah was then picked up and placed on our knees which were touching. "The day he said Dad, well half of it, was the best day of my life. Not even the day that I created Styles Inc compared to the feeling I experienced on the day when Noah said that" Harry's voice was full of emotion, I watched as his eyes brim with tears which he blinked away.

(A/N : oh my god! Look What You Made Me Do just came on the car radio as I was writing this and I turned the volume down. I think you may have figured that I'm not a Taylor fan)

"Aaa... Nnn" Noah's left hand stretched towards me, his body leaped towards me "Careful there handsome" I fumbled whilst leaving my cup of tea on the floor next to me before holding onto Noah "Did he just?" I heard Harry's stunned voice before he turned to me with a shocked look on his face "Yeah he did" I proudly said "He said it earlier on and I thought I dreamt it but turns out I didn't" I continued and Harry chuckled which stopped abruptly, confusion settling in his features "What happened?"

"When?" I handed Noah a toy "Earlier on" he seemed nervous "Oh" I know he's referring to my crying "I mean, you don't have to talk about it if you don't want to but I just wondered what made you so sad like that" I let out a small sigh "I just remembered something about my Abuelita" he looked at me confused "Grandma" I explained "Oh, is she.." he trailed off and I nodded with a sad smile "She passed a few years ago, she was my everything. She was the mother I wasn't blessed with well that's because my own mother didn't care about me" I said in a slightly frustrated tone, my eyes had welled up

"She'd sit me on her lap and read me stories while we rocked back and forth on her old rocking chair. I think that by just sitting on that chair today, it broke all those gates and walls down, flooding my mind with memories I had chosen to forget. Her death was so difficult for me, I made some bad decisions following it and I regret them all" I choked, Harry slung his arm around my shoulders, pulling my body close to his and I obliged, letting my head fall onto his shoulder

"I'm so sorry, Anna. I should have never brought this up. It was so wrong of me." his voice was full of compassion and sincerity "No it's okay, it felt good to get that off my chest. I haven't really spoken to anyone about it after her death. Heck I didn't even attend the funeral because I ran away with friends to Monte Carlo" I let out a dry chuckle and Harry rubbed his hand along my back in a comforting way "I realised my mistake so I applied for an art school here, I got accepted and I moved to London so I could be closer to her" I spoke in a small voice, well aware on two pairs of emerald eyes on me

"You're not from here?" I shook my head and Harry had scooted closer to me, Noah crawled onto my lap and used my thighs as a step so he could touch my cheeks with his hands then rested his forehead onto my chin, I guess this is Noah's way of comforting someone. I know for a fact that rabbits do this - place their foreheads against each other's - as a way of apologising. I chuckled through my tears and placed a kiss to Noah's forehead

"No, I'm not. I couldn't stomach the States anymore and with the first chance I got, I left" Harry's thumb brushed along my cheeks, wiping away my tears. The action caused my cheeks to redden "Didn't sound like it the first time I met you, you have a proper British accent" I heard him chuckle, his own accent thick as he spoke and I nodded "It sort of grew onto me over the years"

"My mum died when I was 10" Harry broke the comfortable silence we were sat in for a while "Pretty much raised myself since then" he snickered and I looked up at him, my head still on his shoulder "What happened?" I chose not to tell him about what he blabbered when he was drunk "An accident" he said in a clipped voice and I'm sensing that it was more than just an accident. I noticed an eagle tattoo on Harry's right forearm "How many tattoos do you have?"

"Sixty something" I could tell by the tone in his voice that he was glad for the change of subject "Sixty?" I shrieked, sitting upright to face him and he responded with a deep chuckle, Noah had eventually crawled off my lap and found interest in one of his toys "Yes" his green eyes sparkled in the moonlight that shone through the room. "I have four and you have like fifty more than that" I said in utter disbelief, his eyebrows rose and eyes lit up "You have tattoos" I nodded

"Never took you for a girl like that" he smirked with a rasp to his voice and I mirrored his expression "You don't know me, Styles. Never judge a book by it's cover" I challenged, I inched closer to him "Maybe I want to know you, Montgomery. Every part about you" I clicked my tongue, Harry's voice got deeper as he said the last few words. I don't know why but the next words that tumbled out of my mouth left the both of us completely still,

Wait, did I just say moonlight?

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