Chapter 58

Harry's POV*

I sat on the edge of my bed as I took in my wife's words. I could tell by the look in her eyes that she was serious about divorcing me. I wasn't ready nor will I ever be to let her go. The threat hurt me more than words could express. I felt my world crumble and my heart shatter. 

I walked down the hall and looked over the balcony to the living room where my family sat awkwardly. 

"Gem." I called, gripping the railing tightly. My sister slowly lifted her head to look at me and I cocked my head sideways, calling her to come up. She bit her lip and my mom looked at me funny from holding Jackson as Gemma slowly made her way up. I gave my mom the 'I'm not going to hurt her' look as I walked to my room. 

Gemma came in slowly, she didn't even make eye contact with me as she shut the door behind her, bracing herself for me to blow up. I motioned her to sit on the edge of my bed as I pulled up my wife's desk chair to sit infront of her. 

"Gemma." I began and she bursted into tears. "I'm sorry Harry. I know what I did was horrible and you think I'm a monster but I'm so fucking sorry. I was just so fucking jealous of what you have. I didn't think you or her deserved to be that happy. You left me. I was all alone and I adored my little brother but for 6 fucking years I wondered what the hell I did for you to hate me and leave me. You abandoned me and mom. I took it harder than she did and cried every single night for a year, I slept with her every single night for a fucking year because you abandoned me! I wondered for fucking years on end what I fucking did for you to hate me so fucking much and I kept playing back the day you left in my head. You left. You were my best fucking friend and I lost you!" Gemma broke into sobs which broke my heart as I looked at the ground between us. My elbows on my thighs and my heart in my hands. 

"You left me. I got that text from your phone inviting us out here and I was happy. I thought it was just going to be us, like old times. It was for a week but your wife got here and seeing how happy she made you. How happy you are fucked me up. I thought she was the reason you left us and never called us. Now I know she's the reason your back in my life and I'm so fucking sorry. I never meant to hurt you or make you hate me." She was an utter mess as she cried. 

"Gem. I never meant to hurt you guys." I began, bringing my eyes to look at her brown ones. "I didn't realize how bad it effected you. The reason I left was because I wanted to become something and it wasn't going to happen in a small town like Holmes Chapel. There you either become a baker or a writer. I know you fell into a writer. I wanted to be more than that, make more than that. Granted the way I make money now isn't any better but I never regret leaving because I'm happier because I left. I regret not bringing you guys with me or talking to you. My wife is the reason I'm able to say now that I have a beautiful family. I have my beautiful mother, Robin, a beautiful sister who gave me a beautiful nephew. She means the absolute world to me but I wish you would've come talk to me about the way you were feeling Gem. You're my sister, I love you. I was pissed at first but now I see that I hurt you and for that I'm truly sorry. I never wanted to hurt you. Ever." I said with a sigh and tilted my head as I watched her soak in my words. 

"My wife lives by a philosophy that puts family above anything else. Family is what she lives and breathes by. It's a new concept I'm learning because I barely started building my relationship with you guys again but she's been helping me. Telling me where to take you guys, what to do with you guys and how to treat you guys. I've haven't had a family in a really long time Gemma. I'm a little rusty when it comes to fighting with you or even being a good husband because I've never had a relationship before. You are just as important, if not more, than my wife but don't tell her I said that. She'll fucking have my balls." I said and she laughed lightly causing me to shoot her a grin. 

"So we're good?" She bit her lip as she looked at me. "We're good." I said standing up and hugged her. She held onto me tightly. "I love you." I said to her and she hugged me a little tighter. "I love you too. I'm sorry for you guys fighting about me earlier." "It's okay." I sighed, remembering the fight. 

"Excuse me while I go find my wife." I said as we parted ways at the end of the staircase. She went into the living room while I went out to my car. 

"Hello?" I answered my phone quickly. "She's at my place." Was all Zayn said before I hung up and headed over. I saw her familiar car parked in the driveway and bit my lip as I walked into the house. 

The boys and their girlfriends were all in the kitchen drinking beer. I stood in the door frame and looked at Zayn. 

"She's upstairs man. Don't make her cry, seriously. Perrie and I had a fight over it and don't make me regret standing up for you when she told me not to fucking call you." Zayn snapped and I sighed, nodding. 

"I won't man." 

"It's not healthy for the baby." Jane snapped, she was clearly judging me but I only bit my lip. "I know. I fucked up but understand my relationship is different from the guys. They've had previous experiences. They have had past relationships and know what to do and what not to where as I have had previous fucks. My wife means everything to me and I'm still learning how to be in a relationship. Keep that in mind next time you are quick to judge me." I said and they all gave me soften looks from their original glares. 

I opened it and stood in the door frame, looking at Leslie's sleeping figure. I stared at her for a second before stepping in and closing the door behind me quietly. 

I laid in bed with her, pulling her to my chest. She didn't even have to open her eyes to know it was me before she started crying and held me closer. 

"I'm so fucking sorry. I don't want a divorce, I just couldn't think straight i'm so fucking sorry." She let her tears slip out from her closed eyes and held me tightly. 

"Neither do I. I love you okay? I'm sorry for yelling at you baby. The last thing I want is for my kids to turn out anything like me." I said truthfully and her eyes snapped opened and she pulled me ontop of her. 

"Listen to me Harry Styles. I want my children, our children to be like you. You're so fucking perfect but you wouldn't know. I want them to have your determination, your beautiful heart and soul. I want them to have your humor, your intelligence and your ability to think things through. I want them to be like you because you are my husband and I love you with my entire heart. So what? We got into a fight. We're married, it's what we are supposed to do." My heart swelled at her words.

"I love you." I whispered, pressing soft kisses to her face, she giggled.

"I love you too."

"We're a below average couple at fighting." I said and she smirked.

 "But we're above average on something." She said as a matter of factually.

 "Which is?" I was confused.

 "The average married couple has sex 52 times a year. We've had sex 52 times this week." She said and I laughed a little and pressed a kiss to my lips. "Only you would know facts like this. What do you say you give my little man in here." I pressed a kiss to her lips before pressing a kiss to her stomach. 

"Accompany me on a lunch date. I want to take my family out to eat and my wife to finally go see a fucking movie. I've been telling you I would take you since we were dating. I'm not taking no for an answer." She bit her lip and nodded. 

"I have my car here." "Don't worry about it. I'll have Louis or Niall drive it to the house." "Thank you." She whispered and I grinned.

"Your very welcome." "We have to go home so I can get dressed." "My fucking queen you're going to drive me insane." I groaned, kissing her exposed stomach from her white crop top. "What I do?" "You look perfect." "But my hair!" "Throw it in a bun baby." I rolled my eyes and lifted her up by her waist. 

I watched her throw her hair into a perfect messy bun and slid on her white heels. 

"Perfect." I said honestly and she blushed, hiding in my chest. "Stunning." I kissed her face and leaned down to her heart. "Precious." I kissed her stomach next. "Beautiful." I crouched and grabbed her waist and turned her sideways.

"My slice of happiness." I said pressing a soft kiss to her bum which made her blush. I had a little obsession with her ass since it was so big.

 Let's get one thing straight now ladies and gentlemen. My wife is thick. She has curves like mountains and an ass so big it took two of my hands just for one cheek. She has a pretty big set of boobs but I personally like to spank her. She had a thin waist but had the absolute fattest heart on the planet. She was perfect.

"Stop. I'm pregnant and hormonal." She began crying and I smiled up at her. "Your mom is a fucking cry baby." I said against her stomach and she smacked me which only resulted in me laughing and lifted her up as I stood up. 

"I love you." She sobbed, wrapping her arms around my neck tightly. "I love you too baby. I don't know why you would think I don't. Now let's go get lunch and catch a movie. I'll take you out for ice cream and we'll do some shopping afterwards. Alright? See it's only." I looked at the time on my phone. 

"Noon. Let's get a move on so we have time to do everything." I smiled and set her down. She sniffed and nodded, allowing me to intertwine my hand in hers and lead her downstairs. 

"Why the fuck is she crying?" Zayn asked but I rolled my eyes. "Hormones." Leslie fanned her face with her free hand and I chuckled. "From?" "He's buying me Lunch." Leslie broke into tears again and I sighed. 

"Jesus baby. I don't know how we're going to do this for the next few months." I said picking my wife up and she sniffled into my neck. 

"Doesn't he always buy you lunch?" Eleanor asked and I nodded. "So why is she crying?" Louis was just as confused. 

"I've learned to never judge a fucking pregnant woman. Thanks guys, I owe you one. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go feed my hormonally hungry wife before she floods this place in tears." I said and Leslie chuckled into my neck. I could only smile at her as I pressed a kiss to her head. 

"Louis, drive her car back to my place." I tossed him her keys before I left. I set my wife in the passenger seat and watched her wipe her tears as I buckled her in. 

"You good?" I asked as from the drivers seat a few seconds later. "Yes." She rubbed her eyes. "What do you feel like eating my love?" I intertwined my hand in hers and began backing out the driveway. 

"I want chili fries from In and out. I want a milkshake too. With a burger." She said and I smiled at her softly. "Anything you want my queen." I said and pressed a kiss to her hand as I drove. 

"I want in and out then I want to go to get ice cream." "What else?" "I want to go to the beach." She rubbed her eyes again and I chuckled at my little brat. 

"No movie?" "There's a drive in at the beach but that's at nighttime. We can walk on the beach and go shopping. Baby I really want a puppy." She said randomly tearing up. I looked at her with a soft smile. 

"You want a puppy?" She nodded furiously and I sighed. "I'll buy you a puppy. Which one do you want?" "I want a pitbull but I also want a pomsky." I admired how emotional my wife was being. I thought it was cute she was pouring out what she wanted and I didn't have to argue with her. I also found it cute when she would get emotional over these topics. 

"I'll buy you one." I assured and she leaned over and pressed a kiss to my cheek and hugged my arm. 

"You're the world's best husband." She said while hugging my arm which only caused me to sigh. 

"I try to be, for you." I said to her and she smiled at me. 

"You are. You don't even have to try."