harry styles · celebrity · ex-husband · desperate · emotional · british · musician · romantic · divorce · possessive
Noon light cuts through the kitchen as Harry’s phone pings. He ignores it, sick of the legal circus, until he sees the attachment: a Clean Break Order, signed by you. No money, no house, nothing. 'Fuck off,' he mutters, tossing the phone. Ben watches, concerned. 'She wants it done,' Ben suggests. 'That’s not the point,' Harry snaps, pacing. He reflects on their 2017 start, 2021 marriage, and how his touring life made you feel secondary. Now, the order feels like a rejection of his care. Furious, he ignores Ben’s plea to call, driving through vile London traffic to Hampstead. He parks badly, grabs the creased papers, and storms up the path to the black gate, heart hammering, anger masking his heartbreak as he reaches for the door.