Love Lost Faith

Emma is a teen mom. That was the last thing she ever expected of herself. The father of the baby? No other than Harry Styles.
Emma moved to the U.S. hoping to leave the past behind and never to see Harry again. What happens when she comes face to face with the father of her baby? Will she tell him? Will he take resposibilty or leave her again?

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4. A New Beginning

They sat there for what seemed like an eternity, not saying a word to each other.

Emma didn't want to meet Harry's eyes.

Her heart was pumping really fast. As if she had ran miles non-stop.

"Um.. How are you?" Harry asked a bit nervously.

"I'm good." She said, looking away from him not wanting to meet his gaze.

"That's good to hear." He smiled. "Em, I-I missed you." he whispered, staring at her.

Emma missed Harry too. So much, but she couldn't tell him. Not now.

"Em, Please look at me." He said, reaching over the table and grabbing her hand.

Little shivers went up her hand, as her heart began to beat faster if that was possible. She looked up and met with his green eyes, as little butterflies flew around her stomach. She hated feeling this way.

It was like Harry did something to make her feel weak. Emma pulled her hand away not wanting to give into him.

"I'm sorry, I tried to call you between the show but you never answered." He paused. "When I went back home I found out you moved to the U.S. because you were kicked out of your house.." He said.

Emma didn't know what to say.. Well what was she going to say? 'I was kicked out because I was pregnant. Oh, and your the father?' She couldn't it would break him.

"Em what's wrong? Please talk to me." He said concerned.

"I-I don't know what to say Harry." She said weakly.

"Why did you get kicked out?" He asked.

"It's a long story." She said trying to avoid the subject.

"We have lot's of time." He smiled cheekly.

"Harry, I-I-" Emma said before being cut off.

"Well I see you too have been aquainted!" Ms. Morgan smiled brightly sitting down next to Harry.

"We're old friends, we go way back." Harry smiled not taking his gaze off of Emma.

"Great! The better you know each other, the more believable this will be." She whispered.

"Okay guys here's the deal. Your going to have to be publically seen together. It doesn't matter when, that's up to you to decide." She said looking at both, Harry, and Emma. "Now Harry your going to take Emma home from here. Some paparazzi are waiting outside. Make sure to grab her hand." She whispered as she got up and walked away.

"Atleast, I'm not stuck with a stuck up rich girl." He smiled at Emma.

"Atleast I'm not stuck with a jerkface celebrity." Emma murmered.

"Emma, Let's start out fresh. This is a new beginning for us. A better one." He smiled convincingly, as he stood up and grabbed my hand making me stand up.

"Hopefully." She sighed.

"Why do you say that?" He asked confused.

"Just wishing everything will happen, for the better." She smiled a little.

"C'mon Emma, I'll take you home. Unless you want to stop by somewhere." He smiled.

Emma had to open up a little more. She couldn't keep pushing him away. She did have to be with him for a couple of months anyway.

"We could go for a ice cream." She said.

"Oh Em, You haven't changed at all have you." He chuckled rememberring how everytime Emma was in a terrible mood he would buy her ice cream to make her feel better. And it did it always put a smile on her face when everything else failed.

"What can I say." She smiled.

"C'mon let's go get ice cream." He laughed pulling her out of the Cafe, holding her hand as camera lights flashed around them.

Harry guided her through the crowd of people around them and into a black lamborgini.

"Nice ride." She smiled.

"Thanks." He said admiring the car.

They went to the nearest ice cream shop, knowing the parazzi would follow behind them.

"Cookies and cream?" He asked.

"You know it." She chuckled.

Harry ordered their ice cream as they sat down near a window so that the paparazzi would have a good view of them.

They were beginning to have conversations about the past and the dumb, funny thing they did. It was starting to feel like old times when Harry and Emma Didn't have a care in the world.

Emma was getting the ice cream all over her face.

Harry chuckled. "Em You have a little something." He reached over and with his thumb lightly removed the icecream from her upper lip.

He leaned in and soon their faces were literally an inch away from each other.

Emma bit her lip wanting more than anything in the world to kiss Harry.

Ring Ring Ring

Emma's phone rang as both of them backed away from each other.

"Hello?" Emma picked up the phone.

"Hello Emma, this is Nancy, I just wanted to call you because Layla is having a fever. I think you might want to come home." She said worried as she shuffled around the room.

"Yes, I'll be there in.. 15 minutes." Emma said worried, as she hung up.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I have to go home, like now. please." She responded as she stood up.

"Alright.. Let's go." He said, looking worried as well.

Harry Drove Emma back home as she was getting out of the car he grabbed her hand. "Emma, Do you mind if I walk you to your door step?" He asked politely.

"I-I No. I don't mind." She stuttered.

He smiled, as he got out of the car and opened the door for her, and walked her to her door step. "I had a goodtime today." He smiled.

"Me too." Emma smiled running her hands threw her hair.

"I-I- Can I-?" He said before Emma gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Yes you can." She smiled.

"Emma! Your Here.. !" Charlotte said opening the door, with her voice trailing off as she saw Harry.

"Charlotte?" He asked confused.

"Hey Harry." She said, a bit confused.

You could here Layla crying inside.

Sh*t! What was Emma going to say.

"Is that a baby?" Harry asked trying to peek inside.

"No! It's the Tv! I watching an educational- educational program! Yeah." Charlotte said quickly.

"Nope that sounded like a real baby." Harry said suspiciously.

"Well I had a good time today.. Bye Harry!" Emma faked a smile as she shoved Charlotte inside and closed the door behind her.

"God that was close! Were's Layla?" Emma asked confused.

"Up stairs, her fever has dropped, but she's still a little sick." Charlotte said as she followed Emma up the stairs.

Emma reached her bed room as Nancy was standing next to Layla as she was sleeping on the bed.

"Thanks Nancy. Here you go." Emma said handing her a 100 dollar bill from her purse.

"You welcome, take care." She said kindly.

Emma walked over to Layla's crib and lightly placed her hand on her forehead it was warm.

"Emma this is normal babies get sick all the time." Charlotte said standing next to her.

Layla began to squirm around the crib as she woke up, she began to cry. Emma picked her up and swayed her from side to side trying to get her to fall asleep.

"It's okay, Layla. Mommy is here." Emma whispered.

"Emma?" A low husky voice said behind them.

Emma, and Charlotte turned around to see Harry standing by the door, completely confused.

 

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