For the love of my daughter {One Direction}

"I told you to stay out of my life Sam! You said you didn't want anything to do with her, so why do you suddenly care when she's happy!?"
"She's my daughter, I know what's best for her!"
"You know shit! You've never been here for her! You don't even know her! Just leave us alone!"
"I want her out of the media Alex!"
"She likes being with the boys!"
"I'm taking this to the police!"
"Yeah do that. I have the custody so you can do shit about it!"
I knew Sam had never liked One Direction, but taking them out of Caitlin's life now that she finally had them in real life wasn't fair, though I couldn't help but wonder if he was right. Was it really good for my daughter to be surrounded by the paparazzi whenever she was with one of the boys?
My name is Alexandria Griffin, but call me Alex, I'm an 18 year old model and mother for a 4 year old girl.


14. I'm in love


I pulled up at the boys’ flat, which was now partly my flat as well, as both Caitlin and I lived there. There were still a couple of hours till I had to pick up Caitlin, so I thought I would enjoy a couple of hours at home in front of the TV, but as soon as I parked Harry’s car inside of the gates I saw my own car finally home. Harry had taken it as some sort of a prank this morning so I had to take his car to the studios. That was the reason I had been late for my shoot.

I locked the car and went inside. The front door was unlocked and I heard laughing from the living room. I stepped in to find Harry alone on couch laughing to something he was watching on TV. He hadn’t heard me yet, and I didn’t intent to say something straight away either.

I stood there and looked at him as he turned the look from his phone to the TV for a minute or two.

“Are you okay Harry?”

I looked at him with a concerned expression written over my face. The way he looked at his phone, it was like he was questioning himself whether to call a certain person or not, but I couldn’t tell who that certain person would be.

“Alex? I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I’ve been standing here for a couple of minutes, you just seemed to be enjoying the TV.”

“I did.”

His eyes looked down on the floor and I could see that something was bothering him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, just forget about it.”

He turned around and looked into the TV again. It bothered me that he didn’t want to tell me what was going on, but if that was how he wanted it to be, that was how it was going to be.

I left the room without looking at him, forgetting everything about the shoot, but keeping thought on what had just happened in the living room. There was a strange tension between us as soon as we were alone, but that? That was different from how I had ever felt around him.

I sat down on the bed hitting the back of my head against the wall a couple of times.


I hit my head against the wall once more and let the tears escape my eyes because it started hurting. I hated myself so much right now, the photo shoot, the feelings for Harry everything! Right now I just wish I was back in my old flat in Westminster having fun with Emily and that we hadn’t fought at all!

I heard a knock on the door and hurried wiping away the tears from my eyes before I got up and opened the door.

My feet were fragile as I walked the steps to the door, there weren’t many, but I made it more just to make the time pass more before I placed my hand over the handle. One twist in the wrist and the door opened. Harry was standing there all different from what he used to be and he could with no doubt tell that I was just being really mad with myself right now.

He didn’t say anything he just stared at me for what felt like minutes, but soon stepped in and closed the door behind him and then wrapped his arms around me.

“It’s gonna be okay babe. No matter what it is.”

I didn’t get the chance to say anything before his fingertips were under my chin forcing my head in his direction, though he didn’t have to force me at all, my head turned by the gentle touch of his skin against mine and I stared directly into the emerald green eyes that had a magic touch on me and made me feel as if I was up high in the clouds. I bit my lower lip and begged him with my eyes to crash his lips over mine, but it didn’t happen, not until I looked at his lips and he looked at mine. It was like little fireworks were dancing around us while electrical voltages were running over our skin as our lips gently pressed against each other’s.

We moved our lips against each other for moments. Moments that felt like forever, but it was the good time of forever. The ones that only happen on the movies, beside right now it were actually happening to me!

We drew apart after a while and I looked into Harry’s eyes with a little girl’s smile written all over my face before I buried my face in his shirt. Harry made me feel like that little girl again, the real feeling of it, not the one that was created earlier when I was at the photo shoot.

“Wanna come watch a movie with me?”

Harry had done it again. His fingertips were under my chin and we were staring directly into each other’s eyes.

I slowly nodded while I kept staring at him and then felt his lips crash against mine again for a very short while. Our fingers intertwined as we moved out into the living room, not taking our eyes off of each other.

“What do you wanna watch?”

Harry looked at me smiling with that really in love look. He won his price and he was proud of it. It’s not like I would call myself a price, but right now I was. He had won me over 100 percent, I knew by the way he looked at me that he was in love with me, but by the way that he made my stomach go crazy and made me fly just by a glance at me, I was totally and 100 percent convinced that I was in love with Harry.

“I don’t care. Just pick something.”

I had cuddled up on the sofa watching him from a little distance, but I still felt that blush sit all over my face.

Harry put on some film and that crawled up beside me so he was sitting in the corner of the couch and I was cuddled all up to him. My head was resting on his chest and his arm was wrapped around me. I cuddled even closer to him and looked at the TV but wasn’t watching the film at all. I never got what film it was, all I could think about was the arm that was wrapped around me stroking my arm once in a while and the small smile and glimpses in his eyes.

It was like that for the entire movie and I couldn’t help but bit my lower lip a couple of times, just thinking about his lips crash against mine.

As soon as the movie was over we were still sitting staring into each other’s eyes. The others hadn’t come home yet, so I guess they were all minding their own business. When I had placed a short kiss over Harry’s lips I got up from the sofa and walked out into the hall. I had to pick up Caitlin from reception before it was too late.

“Where are you going?”

“I have to pick up Caitlin?”

“Can’t one of the boys do it?”

“No Harry, she’s my daughter and I’d like to pick her up myself.”

“But she likes getting picked up by them.”

“I know, but I’m her mother. Come with me?”

He looked annoyed with me for a while, but I didn’t care. I needed to pick her up. I couldn’t just get everyone else to take care of her all the time.

He got up from the sofa and followed me out in the hall were we got our shoes and jackets before we left to pick up Caitlin. All the time we made sure not to hold hands or giving each other those really in love looks as we were walking all the way, just to get some fresh air while we were at it.

It was hard but I think we made it through, even though I once sent him some really dreamy eyes telling him he was the most amazing thing in the entire world. 

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