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ALWAYS

Chapter 39

Enola rested her head on Darcy's as she walked toward the parking lot. I looked at them with loving eyes. IT was a sight that I had always wanted. Enola, holding our child, embracing the part of our love that made everything we went through worth it.
I smiled as I let my eyes roam over her body. How could she look the way she did after having our child? She was still so amazing to me. Her strong legs carried her and our daughter toward the exit. Her warm, loving arms holding Darcy close, the way she used to hold me. I smirked as my eyes landed on her rear, thinking of the way she would let me swat at her as she walked passed me or the way I would grip her flesh as we made love fiercely.
"Harry, whatcha thinking about?" Louis asked leaning against me, his arm resting on my shoulder.
"Enola's ass." I replied without thinking. Everyone started to laugh around me. I slapped my hand over my face when I realized what I had said. I ran my hands through my hair as I tried to ease my own discomfort.
"Really now? I mean, that smirk and where your eyes were pointed wouldn't have given that away." Liam teased with a huge grin. I rolled my eyes and tried to clear my mind of thoughts of Enola. "Harry, what does she say about the two of you?" Liam inquired after a moment.
I shrugged, "We're going to see what happens. Darcy is what's more important right now."
"So you're not together but you're not not together?" Niall asked.
"Not really. I'm not actually sure what's going on."I chuckled.
"Does the girl that you've been talking to know about Enola and Darcy coming on tour?" Lou asked, folding her arms over her chest. I stared at her shocked that anyone else knew I was talking to and spending time with Aubrey. She was really very nice and easy for me to speak to.
"That isn't even anything for anyone to worry about. She's just a friend. She's not Enola so I'm not going there with her. I only want Enola." I replied callously.
"Someone should tell that girl because for how often she's been calling you, it seems like she thinks that it could be more than that." Brynn stated.
"Just let it go guys. Aubrey is really nice but she's not Enola. It won't happen." I assured them.
Louis lifted his eyebrow, "The more important question is if Enola knows about her."
I sighed heavily, "She doesn't. I don't see the point in telling her. Aubrey is just a friend and I don't need to know every one of Enola's friends." Louis glared at me a bit. "Fine. I will tell her later." Louis folded his arms over his chest and continued to glare at me. "I promise I will tell her." I stated firmly. Louis grinned a little and relaxed his stance. I rolled my eyes and sat down on the crates with the girls.
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?" Liam asked with an attitude.
I picked a my fingers, "I don't know what to do with myself now that Darcy and Enola went to nap. I've got nothing to do."
Niall scoffed, "Bullshit, you hang out with your boys."
Sophia giggled, "Brynn and I were thinking of taking naps as well. You boys go play." Brynn patted my shoulder as she and Sophia hopped off the crates.


I sat on the sofa quietly staring at the wall. Enola and I had put Darcy to bed an hour before. Everyone was now just hanging out and watching a movie. Louis and Niall were watching me suspiciously as my phone rang. I looked at the caller id and my body tensed. Aubrey. Shit. I looked over at Enola's nearly sleeping body, resting her head on my shoulder.
I answered nervously, "Hello?"
"Hey Harry! How's it going?" Aubrey asked brightly.
I chuckled, "It's good. How are you?"
She giggled quietly, "I'm alright. How was your show?"
I looked at Enola and smiled as I replied, "It was fun. But which one isn't?" Aubrey agreed with me. "Hey, I know you wanna chat and all, and I feel bad for saying it but I really need to go." I said feeling like a jerk.
"Oh, um, okay. I didn't mean to bother you." She sounded disappointed.
"No, no, no, you're not a bother. I just...it's getting a little crazy around here is all. I can call you tomorrow when things are more chill?" I suggested trying my hardest not to hurt her feelings.
"Yeah, that's fine. I just wanted to tell you that I bought tickets to the show in Ireland in a few weeks. I'm going to see a friend and she got the tickets."
"Sweet! I'm really happy to hear that. But I do need to go. I'll call you tomorrow." I assured her. She agreed and wished me a goodnight. "Night." I replied before hanging up. I slid my phone back into my pocket noticing the glares I was receiving from the boys.
"Nothing going on there." Louis mumbled. Enola had been roused by my phone conversation and she looked at Louis curiously. I pulled Enola a bit closer and tried to relax.
"Alright. Come on, Harry." Enola stated standing up. I gazed up at her confused. She took my hand and pulled me up, "Come on." I stood as well and followed her out of the common area to the upstairs seating area. She sat me down on the one sofa then took a seat on the other side. "Tell me what's going on." She instructed firmly. I sighed and looked at my hands. "Harry, come on. That phone call totally threw off your mood. Tell me what's going on. Who was on the phone that made you so tense?" Enola asked, reaching across the bus to place her hand over mine.
"Aubrey." I replied softly.
Enola frowned a bit, "The girl from the theater?" I nodded and returned my eyes to my hands. "Harry," She sighed. "I'm a little upset you lied to me about the girl's number. If you wanted to call her, date her, you could've just told me."
I shook my head, "I don't want to date her. She's just a really nice person that I can talk to. She doesn't...she doesn't know me the way the guys do and I never wanna call you because you have to take care of our daughter. I don't want to take your attention away from her."
Enola frowned even more, "Are you really that lonely?"
I shrugged, "I don't know." Enola moved to the sofa beside me. She rested her chin on my shoulder and put her arms around me.
"Harry, I know you still love me. But if you feel like you need to...be with someone else, I can handle it. I won't be mad at you and I won't ever hold it against you." Enola murmured.
"I don't want to be with anyone else. I haven't been with anyone since you, not really. I don't want anyone but you." I replied tears springing to my eyes. I didn't want the love of my life telling me she was alright with the idea of me sleeping with someone else.
Enola teared up as well, "Harry, I can't ask you to be lonely to prove you love me. I won't. I know I loved you because I'd rather see you happy in the arms of someone else if I can't make you happy."
I stared at her, "You're not asking me to. I'm choosing to. I love you. I only want you. No one can fill this...void, except you and our daughter." Enola's breath caught as a tear slipped down her face. "Aubrey is just a friend. She a sweet girl. But that's it. I'm not looking to hook up with her or start a relationship with her." I explained firmly.
"Harry." Enola whimpered softly.
I shook my head, "No. I'm done talking about it. That's how I feel." She sighed and rubbed my back soothingly.
"Harry, I'm sorry." Enola's tears were coming out in her voice.
"I'll wait as long as I have to." I replied honestly.
"I caused you so much pain and heartache. I could've been a much better woman to you." Her apology broke my heart. Yeah, she was married when we met, when we fell in love, but I knew I was the only man that she loved. I knew that I was the one her world revolved around. She showed me love that I never thought I'd know.
"No. WE made mistakes. But I know how you felt about me. I just want to get back there. I don't care what it takes and I don't care how long it takes." I informed her, pulling her into my arms. We leaned back into the sofa.
"Can we please do this in a slow way? I don't want to get our daughter's hopes up." She pleaded.
"Anything you need." I answered.
Enola looked up at me, "When I mean slow, I mean, I want to start over. We need to be friends first. I need to know the man you are now. You need to know the woman I am now. THe best part of being lovers was that we had a friendship too. Can we work on getting that back first?" I nodded even though I wanted to hold her tight and kiss her the way I used to, the way she loved. "Harry, I know you. You tie a lot of your emotions to sex. I don't want to be physical with you." She stated. I looked at her with a bit of hurt. She chuckled, "Harry, I am intensely attracted to you. I loved making love with you. I loved fucking. I'm not saying I don't want it. I'm saying that emotionally, we can't handle it right now." I blushed a little at her statement. "I am all for being intimate but not like that. Intimacy isn't always about taking your clothes off. The day we're ready for that, we'll know it." I agreed with her. That was the way we were before. We could feel it on each other, the desire, the passion, the need. "But for now, we are not together. We are friends and parents. If we wanna be together, if we want to make a family, we have to make sure that it's going to last. For ourselves and for our daughter." I nodded and rested my head on hers. Enola curled into my side and held me tighter. She spoke after a moment of silence, "This is what I mean, intimacy." I felt my heart lighten. She was serious. She still wanted me but she wanted our child to be certain that we were going to last, that we would always be together. I kissed her hair and stroked her arm gently.

Notes

So I had a massively rough day and this is how I am coping with it but I'm hoping the three chapter update will make all of you happy (it'll make me feel less shitty).

Peace&Love

Comments

@#104926
I’m so glad you do!

I love this

@Kammy.
I do. Very much so. Lol. ❤️

@morrison_hotel

You love me <3

Hell yes to a new story about Harry and Enola.