Eve POV

I'm downstairs on Saturday afternoon in the kitchen making tea. Harry is upstairs with Avery "bonding". I still smile at his choice of words.

My phone beeps beside me and I see it's Sophia.

Sophia: eve

Sophia: wtf is happening between Liam and Harry?

Me: are they arguing now?

Sophia: they were over text ._.

Sophia: Liam just barges into the living room ranting about Harry and I got confused , know anything?

Sophia: now he's yelling gr8

Me: wait, Liam is home now? I thought he was in Arizona

Sophia: he got the flight after Harry because he was too upset to stay

Me: oh :/

Me: I'll ask Harry

Just in time Harry walks into the kitchen with gloomy eyes. He's holding our daughter but puts her down in her seat by me.

"Hey," I greet him.

"Hi," Harry mutters back.

"You okay?" I ask with a tilted head and soft eyes that are worried.

"No," He mumbles. His green eyes look away from mine and to my mug that has tea in it. His fingers tap along the counter of the island and his teeth pick at his lower lip.

"Wanna talk about it?" I ask. My arms wrap around his waist.

Harry unlocks his phone and shows me the recent conversation between him and Liam.

My eyes scan the words exchanged between the two and my heart stings as well as my eyes.

I lock Harry's phone and look back up to him. His green eyes look welled up with tears and that makes me frown.

I wrap my arms around his neck and feel his head go into my shoulder. His hold around me is tight, and I feel some of his tears touch my skin.

"Having that conversation over text isn't good. You should've talked in person," I tell him.

"I don't care anymore. He can go suck my dick," Harry is still holding me tightly and I still feel his tears on my neck. "Now I feel like every time I asked Liam for advice I was annoying him and he didn't want to help. Why couldn't he have told me months ago how he felt? Or even years ago,"

"I don't know, but I'm sorry," I say.

"I thought we were like family," I hear Harry mutter against me. My eyes well up by his words and I hold him tighter. I kiss his cheek and stroke his lower back with my thumb.

"I know," I mumble. "Go watch some TV in the den, okay? Avery will cheer you up, she always does,"

"Okay," He says. Harry breaks away from our hug and wipes his eyes are glossy still and red. I peck his lips twice and give Harry a small smile.

He soon grabs Ava and walks do the den. I grab my phone and see more texts from Sophia.

Sophia: he showed me the texts

Me: same

Me: no comment

Sophia: same

Sophia: is he really not going to the wedding?

Me: he probably will once he is settled. He's too worked up rn

Sophia: he was yelling?

Me: far from

Sophia: awwwww noo was he crying?

Me: yep

Sophia: I told Liam, Harry would be offended if he didn't get the best man position

Sophia: but I know nothing

Sophia: oh brb Liam's crying now and I need to comfort him

Me: good luck

I leave the kitchen with my tea and see Harry on the couch with a gloomy look on his face. He has our daughter in his lap and looks at the TV in front of him.

I sit besides my boyfriend and daughter and kiss both of their cheeks. I place my tea on the end table near me. "Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" I ask.

"Erase Liam from my childhood," He answers, making me frown.

"Don't say that," I scold.

"When I found out I was going to be CEO of the publishing office, I first called Liam and told him he has a job opportunity at the office. I made him the CFO so we can work together and bond again after Elena and Jane died. That was my way of trying with him. Why would I made my friend a CFO? I made Liam my CFO because I thought he was my best friend. He probably didn't say anything to me because he wanted the fucking job, and didn't want me to take back my offer. Oh look, another person in my life who used me,"

"Stop, don't talk like that," I say. "He wouldn't have done that,"

"I had his stupid bachelor party already planned since he told me him and Sophia were getting married," Harry brings up. "I had shit planned that he mentioned from when he was in his early twenties that he wanted to do," My eyes sting again by his words. "He didn't even ask me to be a groomsman," His green eyes look back down to his lap.

Avery kisses his face and hugs him, which makes the both of us smile. Harry gives her a hug and kisses her cheeks.

I glance at my phone beside me and answer Sophia's text.

Sophia: we need to make them settle this shit out

Me: we do

Me: Liam didn't ask Harry to be a groomsman

Sophia: he didn't?

Me: yep

Sophia: wow ok

Sophia: is Harry still crying?

Me: no. Is Liam?

Sophia: he just stopped

Me: why was he crying

Sophia: I don't know anymore

Me: has Liam mentioned to you how he viewed Harry

Sophia: no!

Sophia: our first date he was telling me about his family and he said and I fucking quote

Sophia: I have two older sisters, a mom, a dad, and a BROTHER named Harry

Sophia: then he explained to me him and Harry's relationship and I thought that was so cute

Sophia: we even had a whole dinner one time so I could meet Harry to see if he likes me , and if he didn't "we'd have problems"

Me: this all sounds like a messy break up

Sophia: yes!

Sophia: it's stressing me out dude

Me: same

Me: I just hope they are still friends at the end of this

Sophia: I hope so

Sophia: I feel bad for the both of them

Me: I do too

Me: it's kind of funny that they both cried

Sophia: ahahahhaha

Sophia: I told Liam to make Harry the best man and Ben one of the groomsman

Sophia: he wasn't the happiest by me saying that but oH wElL

Sophia: I hope you guys come to the wedding though

Sophia: it wouldn't be the same

Me: I bet Harry will come around eventually

Me: aka the day before

Sophia: well, your seats will always be RSVP

Sophia: I got to go now, Liam wants to cuddle

Me: hahaha

Sophia: we're with softies

Me: HAHAHA

I lock my phone and look back to Harry who's staring at the TV. "Did you want me to get you something to eat?" I ask.

"No," He answers. I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Do you want me to blow you?"

"No. I'm not in the mood for sex," Harry says in a mumble.

Wow, he must really be sad if he doesn't want a blow job. I kiss my boyfriends cheek. "I love you,"

"I love you too," He says. I look to Avery who's staring at me with a smile. I kiss her puffy cheeks and ruffle her growing brown hair.

A://N

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