The Road To Recovery

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Nathan was allowed out of hospital two days after he was brought in. The kids now understand what's going on, even though they are young. It's been a week since he was released and has been allowed time off work. I'm at the studio at the moment.

"What are you doing for Christmas?" My manager asks.

"Me and my family are going over to England. We are staying in a nearby hotel and on Christmas day, we are going to my best friends house." I say.

"Sounds fun. So what's Christmas like in England?" My manager asks.

"Well, it's sort of the same as Christmas is here. I mean, people go to church, we have a big Christmas dinner, so not much different." I say.

There's a pause before my phone rings. I answer it and leave te room for more privacy.

"Nathan, what's wrong?" I ask worridly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to ask, can you pick me yo some pretzels after work?" Nathan asks.

"You could have texted." I say.

"But I wanted to hear your voice." Nathan says.

"Cute. Remember you're picking the kids up." I say.

"I know. I love you." Nathan says.

"I love you to." I say.

I end the call and go back inside. In sit down and set up to record another song.

"Harper. I want to congratulate you on all your hard work." My manager says.

"Thank you. I couldn't have done it without the support from my family and friends though." I say.

"Let me take you out to dinner. Tonight." My manager says.

"I don't know." I say.

"Come on. It's the leaf I could do." My manager says.

"I'll have to see if my husband is ok with this." I say.

"Of course." My manager says.

I text Nathan and he says he's ok with it. I tell my manager and he says that we'll go to the New restaurant that just opened up.

"So what time shall I pick you up?" My manager asks.

"7:30." I say.

"It's a date." He says.

"No. It's not. We are both married people with kids." I say.

"I'm sorry. My bad." He says.

After a few hours, I go home to get ready. I have a shower and once I'm done, I dry my hair. I decide to wear a tight pencil dress with simple black heels.

"Nathan, what's the time?" I ask.

"7, why?" He asks.

"Just asking. If you loved me, you would make me a cup of tea." I say making puppy eyes.

"Oooh, how can I resist that face." He says before giving me a peck on the lips and going to the kitchen.

He comes back upstairs and hands me a mug. We sit next to each other and I rest my head on his shoulder.

"Do you think, if I told you that I had a crush on you when we were 15, do you think we would have gotten together and would have this perfect life that we ave now?" I ask.

"I don't know. I mean, we'll never know, but that doesnt matter. We are happily married now, with three gorgeous children." Nathan says.

"I wish it was four." I say.

"Maybe once you've gone on tour,  we can try for another. I mean, we have the room and the money." Nathan says.

"Yeah, I guess so." I say.

I finjshe drink it my tea and then I go down stairs. I put my mug in the sink and then I have a quick cuddle with my babies.

"Mummy's got to go now, be good for daddy, ok? I love you all so, so much." I say.

I give my kids a kiss on the forehead and then I hug Nathan. After that, I leave the house and my manager drives us to dinner.

"You look really nice." My manager says.

"Wayne, I haven't called you that in ages." I say.

"What is it?" Wayne asks.

"Nothing. It's weird how I haven't called you by your name. If I'm having conversations over the phone, I will always refer to you as my manager." I say.

"That's alright." Wayne says.

We talk more. A topic that comes up us my tour. I'm so excited. I'm not that bug, so I'm not performing in places like Wembley. I am however performing in the o2, but not the main stage. After 3 hours, I'm dropped home.

"How did it go?" Nathan asks.

"Really good. I'm looking forward to my tour." I say.

"When is it again?" Nathan asks.

"May. I'm only touring the U.K first, just to see how well I do." I say.

"I'll support you no matter what." Nathan says as he kisses me.

"Thank you." I say.

I sit on the sofa and Nathan brings us both a beer. I cuddle into him and he puts his arm round me.

"What you thinking about?" Nathan asks.

"I'm going to really miss you." I say.

"You're not going anywhere, are you?" Nathan asks.

"Not yet. But when I go on tour, I'll be gone for a while." I say.

"We'll be fine. We will face time every chance we get." Nathan says.

"Promise?" I ask.

"I pinky promise and I lock it." Nathan says as we bring our pinky's together and touch thumb tips to lock.

After a few more cuddles, me and Nathan go up to bed. I instantly cling to Nathan and he kisses my head.

"I really can't imagine my life without you." I say.

"I love you so much." Nathan says.

"You're going to get better. I know you will." I say.

"I hope so." Nathan says.

"Wait here." I say.

I quickly jump out of bed and go downstairs. I return to bed with a bag of marshmallows in my hand.

"Why?" Nathan asks as he sits up.

"Chubby bunny challeng!" I exclaim.

"Why in bed?" Nathan asks.

"Because why not?" I say with a bit of sass.

We play the chubby bunny game and I fail miserably. After washing my mouth out from almost choking, I get back into bed. I really love my husband. I love my kids too. Like I said to Nathan, I really can't imagine my life without them.

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