Mr. Mom

Harry Styles was on tour in the US with his 4 best friends living the dream of a pop sensation. He was known for partying but one night it got a little out of hand and now he is left with a baby and a note at his doorstep and is expected to care for the baby he never knew he had with the help of Louis,Liam,Niall,and Zayn. Can he do it?


3. I Am A Dad...Now What?

*Shauna's chapter*

Harry's POV:

"What is it Harry?" Niall asks. "erm...this is my baby. Her name is Rachel." I stammer. "WHAT!?" I hear Louis yell from the kitchen. I pick up the baby and suddenly see camera lights flashing. I quickly notice some paparazzi by the elevator.  I run inside with the baby and set it on my couch. The boys huddle around her and stare at her with awe. "woah, she's really yours." Liam says. "yeah it has your curls and intense green eyes...but the nose isnt the same and neither are the ears. Your nose has more definition!" Louis explains like its the most obvious thing.

"way to go Lou...calling her an IT." Liam remarks. "well does SHE talk?"  Niall asks. "here lets try something." I say. I kneel by the baby. "can you say something please?" I ask her. She just stares at me with a blank expression. "hmmm. who am I?" I ask. "mommy!" she smiles. All the boys burst into laughter. "its not funny!" I whine. "listen kid, i'm not your MOMMY and I don't even want to be your DADDY but just tough it because your BITCH of a mother left you at my motherfucking doorstep with nothing but a fucking NOTE!!" I erupt into anger and sadness. Rachel burtst into tears and is know what not even crying, screaches like a motherfucking dying whale and it is killing my eardrums.

"HARRY!!" the boys all yell at me. "what?!" I ask, annoyed and plugging my ears.  "you made the poor girl CRY!" Liam says. Liam picks up the baby and she stops crying. "good now YOU can be the daddy!" I say. "oh no Harry this is YOUR job." he says and hands the baby to me. She begins crying again.  The boys break into a fit of laughter again. "great..just great. what do I do now? I don't have a crib, or baby food, or apple juice, binkys, blankets, baby clothes, NOTHING!"  "well that means we have to go...SHOPPING!" Louis says with a smile.

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