BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED novel Chapter 52

FIFTY-ONE

M I R A N D A

"Now let's talk about your wedding with Audrey. How are things going? People are saying it's cancelled cos of this Ben issue that's been out."

Harry slightly smiles. "Well, I haven't talked to her about it these days cos I was so busy with my son. She went back to England to rest. She's tired lately. But the wedding plans are still going, I just think I need to focus on Ben these days first."

She nods.

"Harry, people have been sending us tweets on Twitter and they're all asking me to ask you if ever you fell in love with Miranda." She states.

I gasped.

Harry smiles at her question.

"What does that smile mean?" She asked smilingly.

Same question I have in mind.

"Like I said, I'll always love her." Harry answers so casually.

My heart melts hearing those words again. My tears are streaming down my face and I've opened up a box of Kleenex for me to use. He doesn't say those words to me when we're together and I don't know if he's only doing things like this for publicity but for what it's worth, he actually looks serious when he said that he'll always love me, that I'll always have a huge part of his heart and his life.

Always is such a big word.

"I'll always be here for her to protect her. I'll always be here for Rose." He adds while rubbing his thumb over his knuckles.

I bite my lip.

"Well, people are also curious on Twitter about questions like, was the baby made out of love? Or was the baby made accidentally? Did you both plan on having it?" She asks.

"I think when you... make love to someone and you're on that moment of doing it, you don't think about the tomorrows. You think about what you're doing on that moment because that's all you ever wanted to do with the certain person. To make love to her, like you won't see her again."

I bent my head down as my lips stretches across my face but I'm trying so hard not to smile. Did he just mean to say that it was all he ever wanted to do with me that night? Because I think I find it like that. He just admitted to the world that he made love to me. He actually didn't made it look like what we had was a one night stand, that it wasn't just sex to him.

"Now you're asking me, if we made Ben out of love or accidentally?" Harry asked the reporter.

She nods.

"I think both." He adds.

"Both?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Yes, both. We didn't really plan on having Ben but I think Ben coming into our lives was on the perfectly right timing. He's a blessing. He's the most beautiful blessing that I've ever received so far." Harry answers.

My eyes are superglued on the tv screen and I don't want to look away because Harry's being serious answering questions that surprises me.

"That moment when you knew you have a son, you actually will have a hard time on believing it at first because that's a life changing thing. It's something that will totally change your game plan in life. It felt surreal to me but then looking at Ben's eyes, I knew he was mine. I knew he's my son. I felt the connection." He adds.

She nods at Harry.

"So I don't get it why some people are saying mean things about Ben and especially about Miranda just cos they're part of my life. I don't get it why people are saying that she's like this and like that just cos she has a son with me." Harry begins to say.

I wipe my tears away and he's actually defending me and Ben. He's defending me and Ben from all those people that I've read online that's been giving me harsh comments for having two One Direction members at a time but I didn't intentionally wanted this. I didn't intentionally forced them to become a part of my life.

"Some people just say those things to other people even without thinking if ever they've hurt them, just so they could like, say it cos it makes them feel good about it but to be honest it doesn't actually make you look good. I get it that the media wants to know about some things cos it's their job that's why they follow us around, but I think you need to stop doing it." Harry states.

I kept my teary eyes staring on the television screen while my tears were still falling. It's like I was watching something dramatic but it was just Harry's interview and I've noticed how the camera focuses well on Harry's face. His expression was strong and serious. His brows were knitted together at the center of his forehead. He stares at the reporter seriously too.

"They're not a part of this industry and I'm no longer part of this industry as well so I find it all a waste that you write scoops about this. I think they're all wasting time and money on this, on us particularly. I just want people to give back the privacy my family had before they were known." He adds.

My family.

I smiled.

"So you want people to just back off from this?" she asked.

"Yes." He answered firmly.

"As much as possible, yes. Miranda and Ben needs some privacy. They need their privacy back. They're just ordinary people who got involve in this crazy world cos of me. And now I know she's happy with Louis, I think all of us needs some privacy." Harry adds.

"We know how much you want to keep your privacy back and we understand how badly you want it. Moreover now that you've left the limelight years ago. We understand Harry." She says.

"Thank you." He answers.

"Any message for Audrey? I bet she's watching us right now."

Harry stares at the reporter. "I'll be coming home soon. We have a lot of things to talk about as well so I need to get back to England anytime from today." He says with a smile.

She smiles back at him. "How about for Miranda? Any message for her and for your son as well?"

Harry moves his head back to the camera and both of our eyes bore into each other even though this is a recorded video, it felt so real. It felt like he's actually looking at me and he's actually saying this message live.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry to Miranda and Ben. I'm so sorry cos you've been involved in this. But I'll try to.... Do whatever it takes to protect you." Harry says so seriously while his eyes were looking at me from the screen.

"I love you." He added.

My breathing hitched and my tears continued soaking my cheeks.

"I love both of you." He continues.

I exhaled heavily.

I watch as the interviewer thanked Harry for finally speaking up about the said matter and how Harry thanked her in return. I stared at the plies of tissues on top of the table and how embarrassing it would've been if Harry saw me crying over his interview.

But my mind is so confused after watching it. Why do I feel like he actually loves me? Why do I feel like he's trying to tell me that he actually felt something for me? Why Harry?

My phone suddenly vibrates on top of the table.

Harry: I hope you're not mad about that interview.

I bite my upper lip.

Me: Why would I be mad?

Harry: Because I didn't consulted you for it. I wanted to do it because I felt the need to. People are saying things way overboard.

Me: Thank you. Thank you for protecting and defending us from everyone that's been saying things against me and Ben.

Harry: No need to thank me. I just did what I need to do. And I don't think people will stop commenting about this matter but I'm sure it'll soon fade. Don't worry. They'll get over it.

Me: I hope they will.

Harry: Can I give u a call?

My heart skipped a beat.

Another message coming from harry.

Harry: Right now? If that's ok and if I'm not disturbing you.

I exhaled as I think about what to reply to Harry. Why does he wanna talk this late? What does he wanna talk about? What things does he wanna tackle about this late? And why is my heart beating fast like this? Why am I getting nervous? It's not like it's the first time he called me.