Los Angeles to London
Sealed the Deal
October 19
Alex’s POV
Partially blinded by the flashes that are coming from the paparazzi as well as the disbelief as to who’s standing in front of me, I have to blink a couple of times before I can actually believe my eyes.
“Who is it?” Harry asks.
“It-- it’s my mom.” I mumbled, dumbfounded.
Standing in front of me is the woman who gave me life, encouraged me to move to London, my best friend. When I said goodbye to her at the airport just a few weeks ago I thought that the next time I would see her would probably be around Christmas. To have her standing here on my front porch on the other side of the world is so surreal.
Before I can say anything I break into tears. Happy tears, after all the shit I’ve been through the last week and not having Harry here with me it’s incredible to have her here.
“Honey, oh honey don’t cry.” She says comforting me and pulling me into a hug.
The paparazzi are still on the sidewalk taking pictures of this whole encounter.
“Baby,” it’s Harry talking to me through the phone. “Call me when you have a chance. I love you.”
I sniffle up my tears and break the comforting hug with my mom. “Ok, I love you.”
I hang up the phone and return my attention to my mom.
“So are you going to let me in? Or am I sleeping on the porch?”
“Oh, yeah! Yeah! Come in. I’m just in shock.”
After my mom and I are in the house, and now that I’ve calmed down from the shock of seeing her we are curled up in the living room with hot tea in hand and talking about everything that’s going on.
“Honey, I hate to see you like this, on every TV channel, people talking about your life and making up stories. It’s not right. What about your right to privacy? And Harry’s too?”
“I know mom, but it comes with the territory. If I’m going to be with Harry I’m going to have to try to get used to it. If that’s even possible.”
“If you ever get over whelmed with it all you know you can come right? Whenever, I’m here for you.”
“I know it’s really not that bad though. The media is spinning everything to look worse than it actually is, but Harry and I know the truth. And that reporter lady completely twisted everything I said.”
“I can imagine. When does Harry get back?”
“Um, the very beginning of November. I don’t remember the exact day, like the 3rd or something. How long are you staying?”
“Till October 28th.”
“So you’ll be here for my birthday?!”
“Of course, I’ve been with you for 20 years of birthdays, there’s no way I was missing you big 2-1!”
I giggled at that because that sounded so odd coming out of my mom’s mouth. “Yeah, but it’s not like it means that much here, I mean legal drinking age is 18.”
“Yeah, well we can still celebrate like we’re in America.”
“I guess, is there anything you want to do while you’re here? I have to work obviously, but I don’t have a specific schedule. I just go to and from different shoots throughout the week, I typically don’t work on the weekends though.”
“Well shopping is a given, but I think I’d like to see some of the touristy things, like Big Ben, Trafalgar Square, oh! And I want to ride on one of those red double decker buses!”
I stifle a laugh, “I’m sure we can do those things. Now that I’m living here, you’ll have to visit often.”
“Trust me, I plan on it. And I can’t wait to meet Harry. Actually I forgot to tell you earlier, but he’s the one who set everything up for me to come out here. He said that you’ve been down lately and he felt bad that he couldn’t be here for you, so he asked if there was any way I could, and obviously there was no way I could say no. I miss you too much.”
“Oh mom,” the tears I was able to choke down earlier come back “thank you. I’m going to have to call Harry back.”
Wow, Harry is truly amazing. I can’t believe he did something so thoughtful for me. If I wasn’t sure I loved him before this definitely would have sealed the deal
Alex’s POV
Partially blinded by the flashes that are coming from the paparazzi as well as the disbelief as to who’s standing in front of me, I have to blink a couple of times before I can actually believe my eyes.
“Who is it?” Harry asks.
“It-- it’s my mom.” I mumbled, dumbfounded.
Standing in front of me is the woman who gave me life, encouraged me to move to London, my best friend. When I said goodbye to her at the airport just a few weeks ago I thought that the next time I would see her would probably be around Christmas. To have her standing here on my front porch on the other side of the world is so surreal.
Before I can say anything I break into tears. Happy tears, after all the shit I’ve been through the last week and not having Harry here with me it’s incredible to have her here.
“Honey, oh honey don’t cry.” She says comforting me and pulling me into a hug.
The paparazzi are still on the sidewalk taking pictures of this whole encounter.
“Baby,” it’s Harry talking to me through the phone. “Call me when you have a chance. I love you.”
I sniffle up my tears and break the comforting hug with my mom. “Ok, I love you.”
I hang up the phone and return my attention to my mom.
“So are you going to let me in? Or am I sleeping on the porch?”
“Oh, yeah! Yeah! Come in. I’m just in shock.”
After my mom and I are in the house, and now that I’ve calmed down from the shock of seeing her we are curled up in the living room with hot tea in hand and talking about everything that’s going on.
“Honey, I hate to see you like this, on every TV channel, people talking about your life and making up stories. It’s not right. What about your right to privacy? And Harry’s too?”
“I know mom, but it comes with the territory. If I’m going to be with Harry I’m going to have to try to get used to it. If that’s even possible.”
“If you ever get over whelmed with it all you know you can come right? Whenever, I’m here for you.”
“I know it’s really not that bad though. The media is spinning everything to look worse than it actually is, but Harry and I know the truth. And that reporter lady completely twisted everything I said.”
“I can imagine. When does Harry get back?”
“Um, the very beginning of November. I don’t remember the exact day, like the 3rd or something. How long are you staying?”
“Till October 28th.”
“So you’ll be here for my birthday?!”
“Of course, I’ve been with you for 20 years of birthdays, there’s no way I was missing you big 2-1!”
I giggled at that because that sounded so odd coming out of my mom’s mouth. “Yeah, but it’s not like it means that much here, I mean legal drinking age is 18.”
“Yeah, well we can still celebrate like we’re in America.”
“I guess, is there anything you want to do while you’re here? I have to work obviously, but I don’t have a specific schedule. I just go to and from different shoots throughout the week, I typically don’t work on the weekends though.”
“Well shopping is a given, but I think I’d like to see some of the touristy things, like Big Ben, Trafalgar Square, oh! And I want to ride on one of those red double decker buses!”
I stifle a laugh, “I’m sure we can do those things. Now that I’m living here, you’ll have to visit often.”
“Trust me, I plan on it. And I can’t wait to meet Harry. Actually I forgot to tell you earlier, but he’s the one who set everything up for me to come out here. He said that you’ve been down lately and he felt bad that he couldn’t be here for you, so he asked if there was any way I could, and obviously there was no way I could say no. I miss you too much.”
“Oh mom,” the tears I was able to choke down earlier come back “thank you. I’m going to have to call Harry back.”
Wow, Harry is truly amazing. I can’t believe he did something so thoughtful for me. If I wasn’t sure I loved him before this definitely would have sealed the deal
Notes
Alright, so I know that this chapter is a bit short, but I wanted to get an update up. So let me know what you think.Who where YOU expecting to be at the door? Max? Harry? Her mom?
Also! I'm going to try really hard to update tomorrow. Tomorrow is my birthday! :D (I'll be 19 if you're wondering...) Anyways, I figure it could be like a birthday present from me to you (?) to update tomorrow (if that make any sense lol.) But yeah!
I hope you liked this, tell me what you think below!
PS!
I wanted to try something new, I kinda want you guys to know more about me so I figured I'd put a random statement at the end of each update from now on, so here's the first one! ---
Random Statement 1-
I've had Cups by Anna Kedrick from Pitch Perfect stuck in my head all day, particularly one line. It's the part where she sings: "You'll miss me by my walk, you'll miss me by my talk oh."
well instead of "talk oh" I've been singing it "Taco".
OK that's it finally! Look out for an update tomorrow! (hopefully *fingers crossed*)
I hope you're okay, love. You can always talk to me if you feel the need.
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