Forever young.

I am Chantel, I am a single mother of my son, Bryson. I have curly brown hair, light brown skin and brown eyes, and the father of my son is...Harry Styles.



5. dawe

We started walking out. Harry held onto my bags while i played with Bryson and sang to him. We went downstairs and I looked at Max before engulfing him in a hug. "I'm leaving Max." I said with a frown. He hugged me tighter. "Promise you will come later...ey?" I nodded and smiled as he gave Brice a kiss on the cheek. Harry smiled and we walked out. I got in the passenger seat since Harry insisted on him driving. I held onto my purse as I watched Harry buckling Brice in again. I smiled lightly before Harry got in. We started talking and I found out some things. He is as single as a pringle, he is going on tour in two weeks, his favourite colour is orange, and he is really famous. I told him more about Brice than about myself. "So, honey do you want to go home or do something else?" Harry questioned. You blushed when he called you honey. "Can we go to the supermarket? I need to get some more baby food." He nodded and we sang along to "Try." By P!nk. We finally arrived, and we quickly got out. Harry carried Brice and held my hand with his spare hand. We walked in and walked to the baby isle.I looked at the fruit sauce and quickly grabbed most of it. "Is that for Brice or you babe?" Harry said as he grabbed a basket. "I figured we could share." I said before smirking at him. He nodded and laughed. Brice started giggling and I gasped. "Its his first time...!"  Harry looked at him. "Giggling?" Harry questioned. I nodded and felt the tears line the rim of my eyes. I kissed Brice before looking at Harry, and kissing his cheek. "You missed." Harry said with a cheeky grin. I laughed and kissed him softly...on the lips. He smiled as we kept on shopping, like a family.

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