"Management is gonna be so mad,"Camryn sobs pulling away from Harry's chest to look him in the eyes, "they're gonna kick you out of the band."
"Cami, we wouldn't let that happen. There is no band without Harry,"Louis promises.
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"So were you just never gonna text me to to tell me when you were coming home?"Camryn asks, hands folded over her chest and resting just above her extremely swollen belly.
Harry looks at Camryn in confusion setting down his keys on the kitchen counter, "I told you I was going out to get a drink with Niall."
"You did tell me that,"Camryn tries to take a deep breath, her anger is boiling up inside and about to spill out, "but what you didn't tell me was you were gonna be out until midnight and not answer any of my texts and calls."
Harry sighs dragging a hand over his face, "babe I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. I was just having a good time with Niall."
Camryn shakes her head and scoffs at Harry's statement, "you don't get it, do you?" She looks at him in disbelief. "It's not just about tonight, Harry! It's about every other night when you're working late at the studio. You're never home. You always stay late with the boys." Camryn stops herself right when she feels her throat getting choked up. She doesn't want to cry. She wants to stand her ground.
