Chapter 4:

---{Faith's POV}---

I sat on the couch cuddling a sleeping Millie. I had finally managed to calm her down, and rocked her to sleep. After the woman left we were both hysterical, my heart racing and my nerves all over the place as I tried to compose myself in front of Millie, who wasn't really doing any better than I was; I kept rocking her until her eyes dropped, making me sigh slightly in relief.

I heard the door bells go and a familiar voice walk into the shop. "I'm back!" Katie said, waiting for an answer. She walked slowly into the back room where we were huddled, she noticed me and I put my finger over my lips immediately, quietening her - she sat down next to me and took her daughter, cradling her in her own arms. "What happened?" she asked referring to my tear stained face and my swollen foot.

"That guy who came in yesterday, Mr Styles," she nodded, "well his psycho girlfriend came by thinking that he was cheating on her with Millie, which she thought was me, I assume because the business card says 'made by Millie' on the back." I paused taking a shaky breath. "she came in screaming and shouting, she swore at me and insulted me on a number of occasions, Millie as well. Then she threatened me, stomped on my foot and left." I finished.

Looking to Katie, I saw her face was full of shock, she couldn't comprehend how someone could be so aggressive and not know the full story.

"How is your foot?" she asked kindly, removing the bag of ice I had put on it earlier.

"It's still a bit swollen, I'll have to get it checked out but I can still walk... kind of." I replied looking at my foot, "she stomped on it pretty hard." I added and wiped a stray tear from my face.

"Oh come here sweetheart." Katie gushed as she wrapped her left arm around my shoulder, pulling me into a hug as her right arm kept a tight grip on Millie. "It's okay." she shushed me, calming me down slowly.

I took Millie from her as she made her way to the counter before putting some of the new plants into the plant pots I had previously set up in the green house. She walked into the front room after hearing the door bells chime, I rested my head on top of Millie's and closed my eyes.

---{Harry's POV}---

I rushed into the flower shop after getting off the phone with Laura. The familiar chime of the door bells rang in my ears as I entered the shop. Katie stood at the counter with furrowed eyebrows and looked at me, she sighed before her facial features softened after seeing my regretful and painfully apologetic expression.

"I'm so sorry Katie." I gushed as she shook her head.

"It's not me who you should be apologising to." she said as she walked into the back room. Only to emerge a few seconds later with her arm wrapped around another figure as it hobbled through the door; I watched as Faith slowly and reluctantly obliged, she hobbled slightly and once she came around the counter I noticed she wasn't putting pressure on one of her feet. Her mascara ran down her face from her tears and her eyes were bloodshot, Millie's eyes looked similar as she stood behind Faith and grabbed helplessly onto the back of her shirt. My jaw dropped at the sight of the two girls and my heart sank knowing that Laura had caused this.

"Oh my god, what did she do to you?" I asked lightly still shocked at her appearance.

"She nearly broke my foot, she insulted us, threatened us and then left. And after today I don't really think we should be talking to you." her soft voice broke slightly as she spoke and she began to turn around to leave the room, but I grabbed her hand urgently in mine to stop her.

"Wait," I paused and she stopped, "I can't even begin to tell you how sorry I am, I never thought this would ever happen. She's hard to handle at times and gets a little jealous, but she has no excuse for doing this. I'm so sorry Faith, and Millie," I said gesturing to the little girl, "I'm completely disgusted at what she did to you two and I am really, really sorry." I finished emphasising the second 'really'.

They both looked to the floor in deep thought, considering my apology, so I decided to appeal to Millie. "Now, I don't know about you girls, but I'm off to get some ice cream," I looked towards Millie out of the corner of my eye, knowing she was listening to my every word, "would anyone like to come with me?" I asked, smirking cheekily which made Faith roll her eyes and smile slightly as she caught on to my plan.

"YES! I do! I do!" Millie cheered, raising her hand and jumping on the spot. She ran in my direction and gave me a hug around my waist; we all chuckled at her as I picked her up and rested her on my hip. "Anyone else?" I looked towards Faith and exposed my dimples.

"Go on Faith, I'll take care of the shop. And anyway you need a little fun after the days events." I averted my eyes to the floor remembering what had happened. Faith stood leaning on the counter, her green eyes turned to me and Millie, we smiled at her, pleading for her to come with us.

"Okay," she sniffled, wiping a few stray tears from earlier, "just let me just go and wash my face." she smiled sadly and walked into the back room and towards a door that I presume to be the bathroom.

"She's very shy, and quiet. And they're both a bit shaken up from before, please take care of them, both of them." Katie spoke, referring especially to Faith as Millie had forgiven and forgotten by now. I nodded softly.

"Thank you." I replied gently.

---{Faith's POV}---

I splashed the cold water in my face. Katie was right, I do need a bit of fun, but I'm a little reluctant to go with Harry. It's not that I don't like him, I think he's great, I'm just a little scared as to what his crazy girlfriend might do if she finds out!

I looked at myself in the mirror and let out a deep sigh, Sarah and Nicole always say, 'your naturally beautiful, trust us, you just can't see it.' but I don't believe them, I'm nothing special. Just a girl working in a flower shop.

After removing my mascara stains I wiped my face dry and walked into the main shop, I made my way in front of the counter and smiled shyly at Harry, "Ready?" he asked still holding Millie. I nodded slightly and we walked out of the shop.

"Have fun you guys!" Katie shouted as we left.

"We will mummy!!" Millie returned, making me giggle at her over confidence. She is such a cute little girl.

"So Millie, what's your most favourite type of ice cream in the entire world?" Harry asked as we continued to walk in the direction of the ice cream shop. Millie thought carefully before she answered.

"Nepoletine!" she screamed and giggled. Harry scrunched his eyebrows, not understanding what she meant.

"She means Neapolitan." I giggled again, informing him of her mistake, "But close Millie moo, well done." she nodded her head proudly making Harry chuckle.

"So why is that your favourite?" Harry asked.

"Because you get three in one!" she cheered holding up the correct fingers when necessary. I laughed at her along with Harry, his smile effortless as I observed him.

"So what's your favourite ice cream flavour Faith?" he asked, turning to look at me as we carried on walking.

"Erm... It's either banoffi fudge or hazelnut. I can't quite decide." I giggled at myself, not being able to answer a simple question. Harry checked at my answer and indecisiveness. "What's yours?" I asked him.

"Banana flavour with the banana sauce. It's sooo nice." he replied almost drooling at the thought. We reached the ice cream shop down the street from ours; myself, Millie and Katie were regular customers here considering Millie loved ice cream.

"Hello you two! It's lovely to see you! Gosh Millie, you grow even more every day!" Marie the owner chuckled, "and who is this young man?" she asked referring to Harry.

"This is Harry!" Millie cheered, he waved smally at Marie and smiled, exposing those irressistable dimples of his... Wait what did I just think?

"Hello dear, it's lovely to meet you. I'm Marie, the owner. These two are my regular, and most favourite, customers." she chuckled inwardly making Harry do the same as he turned to me, I shrugged in return making him laugh. "So what can I get you three? The usuals and..." she waited for Harry to finish.

"Banana flavour for me please." he smiled putting Millie down and getting out his wallet.

"Oh no Harry, I'll get mine and Millie's." I stopped him, getting out some change.

"No I want to. And anyway, it can be part of my apology." he smiled slightly. Millie ran over to our normal booth and dug into her ice cream. "What's with the little one?" Harry asked, referring to the little cup of ice cream in the middle of the table. I smiled.

"I'm indecisive so I get both Hazelnut and Banoffi fudge, whichever one I don't feel like on the day me and Millie share." I smiled at him, explaining our usual routine. His green eyes stared into mine as I spoke, never leaving them, his full concentration was on me. He smiled as I explained, his perfect teeth revealing themselves and his dimples exposed. He is stunning, breath-takingly beautiful. "You can have some as well if you want." I smiled shyly, to which he agreed and dug his spoon into the hazelnut flavour that sat in the middle of the table, his put the spoon into his mouth and tasted it.

"I'm glad you didn't want hazelnut today! That's amazing!" he said after he had swallowed the ice cream. I nodded.

"Here now try this one." I said pushing my cup of Banoffi fudge forward, he dipped his spoon in and tasted it, his eyes widening as he did so, the flavour bursting in his mouth.

"I can see why you find it so hard to decide! They're both amazing." he laughed making me blush slightly.

I shrugged, "Marie's finest." I giggled at him.

"Try mine." he said pushing his carton towards me as he took another spoonful of the Hazelnut. I took a spoonful and placed it in my mouth, the sweet banana flavour filling my senses and the banana sauce warming my mouth in the process. I rolled my eyes at the taste, this is without doubt the best ice cream shop in the entire world.

"Mmm, that's amazing!" I said, to which he nodded and pulled it towards him protectively.

"And it's alllll mine." he laughed. Both me and Millie giggled at him, we decided to place all of the ice cream in the middle of the table and just share.

"Hands off!" Millie warned as Harry took a glimpse of her Neapolitan. I chuckled at the four year old as me and harry finished all of the ice cream off and Millie stuck to her own flavours, never sharing. When we had finished, we put the empty ice cream cups in the bin and made our way outside. I held on to Mille's hand and smiled childishly when she looked up at me.

We started to walk down the street and in the direction of the shop until we were bombarded by a number of press and photographers shouting questions at us. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and ignored the ongoing questions as Harry picked up Millie and covered her face.

"Keep your head down." he shouted to me over the noise of the press, I immediately obeyed and put my head down; feeling Harry's large warm hand grasp my small one and tug me. We jogged back to the flower shop and shut the door quickly.

"What's going on?" Katie asked as we barged in.

"What was all that about Harry?" I asked him confusedly, not understanding why we have just been followed by the press and paps.

He let out a large breath before he started speaking, "they're paps." he answered running his hands through his hair.

"I know that but why were they following us?" I asked softly and calmly.

He looked to me confused, "You don't know who I am do you?" he asked me, confusing me even further. Katie picked up Millie and walked into the back room, although I could tell she was still listening. I shook my head in response.

"Let me introduce myself properly. Hi, I'm Harry Styles, and I'm part of One Direction." he spoke, putting his hand out for me to shake. I remained confused but shook his hand.

"Harry this still doesn't mean anything to me." I giggled slightly at his attempt.

He chuckled, "I'm part of one of the worlds biggest boybands. I work with my four band mates: Louis, Liam, Zayn and Niall. Who are basically my brothers now, we have been together for three years and we tour the world and make music for our millions of fans." he explained, our hands still connected. He shrugged, "This is my life." he finished, referring to the press. I could tell by his expression that he hated the press, its understandable, he probably has no privacy and can't do anything simple without being accused of something.

I took a moment to think about what he had just told me, the words rushing around inside my head. I've just shared my ice cream with a celebrity. I smiled at my random thought and averted my attention back on to Harry, he isn't a celebrity to me, he's a guy I met at work, who makes me smile, and blush, and who I share my ice cream with. He is my friend.

I nodded and smiled shaking our hands again.

"It's lovely to finally meet you." I replied, blushing slightly as he exposed his dimples in an effortless grin.

"It's lovely to meet you too."

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