"I'm not a princess. This ain't a fairytale"

So.....the kitchen was a mess. Today has been a mess. This is not exactly how I thought my Saturday was going to turn out.

After getting over the initial embarrassment of our situation, thanks a lot Niall, Harry and I have made it our mission to avoid each other. Alright, I lied. Maybe it's just me.

But, you can't exactly blame me, can you? I mean, what happened in the kitchen was nothing. He wasn't trying to kiss me. So why did I have to overthink everything so much. Why couldn't my brain just accept the simple fact and move on with life? It has better things to think about so why was it so hung up on the idea of Harry kissing me? Yes! I'm blaming my brain right now!

I've been locked in my room for the better part of the day....after finally making breakfast. It's a miracle really, how there was still eggs left.

Harry didn't want to leave the kitchen. Said he wasn't leaving me to clean up the mess by myself. While I appreciate the help and him acknowledging he had to a part to play in the mess, I wanted him to leave. I couldn't think straight when I was around him too much. There's only so much of Harry I can take a day.

I'm not saying that I don't enjoy spending time with him. Surprisingly, I find myself wanting too. Though I know it may be temporary, I like the friendship or whatever it is we have going on right now. I guess I'm just taking advantage of the fact that I feel like I'm worth his time now. That he's right here, in front of me, talking to me, joking and annoying the hell out of me. And I missed it, so damn much. There's only so much a letter from him every week can do.

But like I said, I know it's temporary.

Which is why I sometimes need time away from him. Though we're under the same roof. I need the space when I start thinking about what it would be like to have him back in my life for good, as he said, to convince myself that it's only temporary, maybe even just the week that he's here with me.

I can't let myself get too attached, or attached at all to the idea of him and I actually being friends again.

So back to the kitchen. In case you haven't realised, I'm a very stubborn person. But if there's one person that I know can beat me in that department, it's Harry. I still wonder to this day how Anne managed to do it. The strength of a mother, one of the most miraculous things to me.

I eventually gave in because he wasn't budging. And it got really tiring trying to keep up with him and he knew it, just by looking at the smug expression on his face.

We cleaned the kitchen in complete silence. Harry tried starting a conversation to fill the awkward silence but I really wasn't in the mood and I guess he picked up on it because he gave up trying.

After the kitchen was cleaned and breakfast was made, I rushed up the stairs into my room and had an extra long shower.

Thankfully I got out all of the egg and flour that was in my hair, threw it up in a bun, got dressed and now here I am. Locked in the room. Again. I had to leave to get Mari from school....

Who the hell has school on Saturday anyway? That's just torture. But she seems to like it. Besides, on Saturdays it ends at 12:30.

She came in the room every once in a while to see what I was doing but for the most part, she was with the boys downstairs. I brought back pizza when I got home so they didn't go hungry while I was in my room. I wasn't really hungry anyway so I wouldn't mind if they ate it all. Correction: if Niall ate any leftovers...

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I jolted awake when I heard a buzzing sound next to my head. When did I fall asleep?

I took the phone and watched the caller ID before answering it while walking to the window.

"Hey Nate. What's up?" I greeted while pulling back the curtain. What the hell? The sun is setting?

"Mia! Thank god! Everyone has been trying to get you for hours now," he rushed out, urgency in his voice.

"Why? What's happened?"

"I need a favour." damn...

I went silent for a couple of seconds before asking,

"What is it?"

"I-," I interrupted him when I realised something.

"Wait, aren't you supposed to be at the studio? Class starts in like, an hour!"

"That's why I've been trying to get you all day!" he exclaimed and then continued,

"I know, I know. I was suppose to cover for you today and I was but I just remembered that today is the dress rehearsal for the music video and I can't miss it. Can you go?," he explained, his voice kind of drowned out by the commotion going on around him.

"Pretty pleassseee with a mint chocolate ice cream and extra chocolate sauce on top! I'll owe you big time,"he begged.

"Make it two," I grumbled.

"Really?! Mia you're the best! Thank-"

"Yeah yeah. I want my ice cream next week Saturday."

"Sure thing. Thanks so much Mia."

"It's okay. It was my shift anyway. Now go! Have fun! Show'em you're the best dancer there and that they're very lucky to have you."

Nate is a dance coach, like me. He does weekdays while I do weekends, well Saturday. He's probably one of the best dancers that I've ever met. It's no surprise that he got the opportunity to be a dancer in a music video. Can't really remember for what song or who's it is but one thing I do know is that Nate deserved it.

He was initially supposed to be covering my class this evening as I asked him to because, well....for obvious reasons. It's not like I can take them to the studio with me as I do with Mari. I don't want to put them in a position where they'd be uncomfortable. Besides, they're not allowed to leave the house.

But now that Nate can't cover for me anymore, I have another problem. I'm not going to leave them in the house by themselves. Hell no. And it's not like I can cancel now, it's too last minute.

I need a solution and I need one fast. You know, it's times like these where I wish fairytales were real. When I somehow find myself in distress, my fairy godmother would appear like whoosh and with the flick of her wrist, all my problems would disappear.

But this is real life. And in this story, you have to face your problems and find a way to deal with them. Like my mixed feelings towards having Harry around, getting someone to stay at the house while I'm out just for tonight, finding the courage to even look Maria in the eye again without feeling like I'm disappointing her and-

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by my phone vibrating in my hand. I should really put the sound back on.

I answer the call without looking at the caller ID this time.

"Hello?" I said while walking towards the brown chester drawers at the other end of the room.

A familiar, cheery voice answers and I immediately stop all of my movements.

"Mia! ¿Comó estás? How are you, cariña?"

"Maria?" I asked, slightly shocked. Wow, she'll live long.

"¡Claro que sí! Who else?"

"I didn't- I do- what?" I stuttered out. I didn't know what to say.

"Alright then..." she says sounding unsure. Wasn't she upset with me? Why was she calling me?

"You didn't answer my question, cariña! How's the week going? Have you spotted any grey hairs yet? I bet they are a handful, those boys."

"Erm...okay. Everything's okay?" I said, but it sounded more like a question.

"What's going on, Mia? Talk to me," she says worriedly.

"Lo siento. I can't right now. I'm kind of in a rush. I need to get to the studio but I have to get someone to stay at the house while I'm gone because I'm not leaving them here alone, especially with Mariangeli and then-"

She interrupts my rambling and says," I'm coming, don't worry."

"What?" I asked confused. Why was she helping me? I thought she was disappointing in me. To be honest, I thought she would never speak to me again. It wouldn't be the first time. I would've deserved it anyway.

There was a rustling noise in the background as she spoke,"I said I'm coming, go to the studio. I'll be there in a few."

"I can't ask you to do that for me. Are you seeing the time? Don't leave your house Maria, I'll figure something out."

"You're not asking. I'll stay with them until you get back. I have to come to the house anyway, I still have a job to do,"she says sternly.

When she uses that voice, I know that I have no say in the matter. If I were to translate the finality in her voice it'd say I am older which means that you should shut the fuck up and do as I say.

I sigh resignedly and ask,"What time should I be expecting you?"

I need to know what time she should be here in case I have to let my class know that I'll be late and not ditching them.

"Mia, honey, you go ahead. Don't be late. I have a key for the house remember? I'll be there soon," she says reassuringly.

I hesitate so she asks,"okay?"

"Okay" I mumble.

After I hang up the phone, I continue getting dressed. I opt for one of my favourite sports bras that I use for dance and put a crop top over it. I'm not leaving the house in a sports bra. Then I pair it with the matching leggings for the sports bra.

I put my hair into a curly messy bun and washed my face and got ready to leave.

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I explained to the boys and Mari that I had to teach a class and I couldn't take them with me, all while avoiding making eye contact with Harry. I told them who Maria was and that she coming to stay with them until I got back.

Louis almost, almost, convinced me to let them come with me but the feeling of Harry's gaze scorching my skin made me feel so uncomfortable and I just wanted to get out of there. ASAP.

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As I'm sat in my car, one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my thigh and my eyes focused on the road ahead, I couldn't help but think that maybe fairy godmothers did exist.

They may not be magical and can't take away your problems with the flick of their wrist, but they existed, just in a slightly different way.

I don't know who else I would've gotten to stay at the house for me. And I couldn't cancel because I'd feel bad for having cancelled so late.

Maria was my fairy godmother today. I don't understand why she's being all motherly towards me but I'm so grateful and I don't know what I'd do without her.

A/N

What's good my fellow readers! Hope you enjoyed this chapter❤

Also....I'm having trouble choosing someone to play Nate. Any suggestions?