Trouble in Paradise ~ Book 2 ~ Completed!

It’s been a year since Harry and Bess got married and their beautiful baby girl, Emma, was born. Bess works for the boys’ management now and the three of them are together always. When Harry suddenly starts being all distant and moody though, Bess doesn’t know what to think. But the real problems between her and Harry begin when she gets closer to one other member of the band. ~ Sequel to The Rebound Girl ~


2. Big Mistake, Haz

Bess’ POV

I walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. My hair was wet and over one shoulder. Harry was sitting on the end of the bed, holding Emma. She was playing with a soft teddy bear and when she dropped it on the carpet, Harry picked it up and gave it to her. He was already dressed for our romantic dinner. He was wearing a white shirt, grey vest, grey trousers and black shoes.

‘I’ll be ready in half an hour,’ I said and he smiled. He knew that it always took me forever to get ready and that half an hour really meant one and a half hours.

‘Louis called me,’ Harry suddenly said and I stopped searching through my wardrobe. Somehow I already knew what he was about to say. He went on, ‘They can’t babysit because Eleanor has a sore throat.’

I sighed, turning round. ‘I knew it was too good to be true. A whole night to ourselves,’ I said but shrugged. Married life with a child is hard but when you’re only twenty it’s even harder.

Harry got up, put Emma in her crib and came to me. He put his hands on my neck, looked into my eyes and said, ‘I wanted tonight to be perfect. I needed to be alone with you for a few hours. I had made reservations at a restaurant and had booked a suite in a hotel. But now we’re stuck here instead.’

It sounded as if he was blaming Emma for this. I didn’t know what to say, so, I said nothing.

‘Do you mind if I go meet Zayn at a pub?’ he asked, dropping his hands to his sides.

‘No,’ I replied, shaking my head back and forth. I was really looking forward for our night together and I was sad that it had ended before it even started. Harry put his hand behind my head, kissed my forehead and left. Why didn’t he kiss my mouth? I thought. When I heard the front door close, I wondered if we were drifting apart.


Harry’s POV

The waitress put a pint of beer in front of each boy and walked away. Harry let out a heavy sigh, grabbing his glass.

‘What’s wrong, Haz?’ Zayn asked, putting his hand on Harry’s shoulder.

‘I need Bess,’ he replied and swallowed a big gulp of his drink.

‘Did you have a fight?’ Zayn asked, drinking too.

‘No. But we never spend time together anymore,’ Harry said and then released another heavy sigh.

‘Things change, Haz. You have Emma now. And she’s perfect. She’s like a miracle. You and Bess actually created her,’ Zayn said, serious and all philosophical.

Harry chuckled. ‘You sound as if you want a baby of your own, mate.’

Zayn smiled, looking at the table.

Harry went on, ‘I love Emma but I love my wife, too, you know?’

‘I know, mate,’ Zayn said, lifting his eyes up.

‘And at the end of the day,’ Harry began again. ‘I’m only a 19 year old boy and I have needs, a lot of them!’

‘I get it, Haz, but take it easy with the beer, yeah?’


Zayn’s POV

By the time Zayn had finished his beer, Harry had finished three.

‘I think I’m a bit tipsy,’ Harry said, hitting his third empty glass on the table.

‘Come on, mate, I’ll take you home,’ Zayn said, getting up.

Harry got up too, swaying a little. ‘Oopsy, I think the floor is moving.’

Zayn chuckled, shaking his head. ‘Bess won’t like this,’ Zayn said to himself, putting Harry’s arm around his neck. When they walked out of the pub, a girl jumped out of nowhere in front of them, blocking their way. The two boys stepped back. Zayn looked at the girl, frowning. She looks a little like Bess, Zayn thought. Same brown hair, same clothing style, same makeup.

‘She looks like my wife!’ Harry said all excited.

‘I’m your biggest fan,’ she said and Zayn eyed her suspiciously. This girl had actually styled herself so that she would look exactly like Bess!

‘Thanks, babe,’ Zayn typically told her and made to walk away.

‘Can I have an autograph, please?’ she asked, not letting them go anywhere.

‘I’ll go put Harry in the car and I’ll be right back, yeah?’ Zayn said.

‘But I want an autograph from Hazza too,’ she insisted.

‘I need Bess,’ Harry said gruffly and tried to touch the girl’s face. Zayn grabbed his wrist, stopping him.

‘Pull yourself together, mate,’ Zayn told him, irritated. ‘This girl’s not Bess.’

‘I know she’s not,’ Harry said. ‘But she looks like her and right now that’s good enough for me.’

Then, before Zayn could react, Harry grabbed the girl’s face and kissed her on the lips. Zayn quickly grabbed Harry’s shoulders, pulling him back. Thankfully, there weren’t any photographers around to take a shot of that. Usually there were a few lurking about.

The girl was in shock. ‘Oh my God oh my God oh my God,’ she cried with tears of joy streaming down her face. ‘Harry Styles just kissed me! Did anyone see that?’ A few people were walking by but paid no attention to her.

‘That was a big mistake, Haz,’ Zayn said through his teeth, dragging Harry to the car.

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