Summer Love

Ariana Bennett's summer love happened to be Harry Styles. But she didn't know he was who he was at the time. She was vacationing with her family of the California coast on a cruise ship. One Direction happened to be on it. They fall in love; the summer ends with a special night. What will happen next in their lives?

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3. Seeing Him

Ariana's P.O.V.

Cries filled my ears as Fallon started to cry. "Baby, baby, shh.. I'm coming, I'm coming," I said to my babygirl as I stood and walked over to the crib in my room. I picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, trying to calm her down. She kept crying no matter what I did. I finally took the crying baby with me to the kitchen to fix her a bottle. I grabbed Fallon's bouncey seat from the dining room and set it on the counter in the kitchen so I could watch her as I made the bottle. Fallon was only three months old, so she still needed a bottle. I put a pacifier into her mouth to stop her cries for a few minutes, but she let it fall out of her mouth and she wailed even more. I finally finished with the bottle and took her from the seat and started feeding her. I went and sat on the couch to feed her, my eyelids were starting to droop, but I had to stay awake. I had to stay awake for Fallon. She finished up the bottle and I laid her, gently, back in her crib and crawled back into my bed, falling asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.

The next morning I woke up before Fallon did, surprisingly. I went and got in the shower and got out five minutes later. Long showers were not known to me now. I always had to be in and out in case Fallon started crying. I had to be there for her every second of every day. She still wasn't awake yet, so I pulled my hair into a messy bun, dressed in some skinny jeans and a long-sleeved top and boots, and took Fallon up in my arms. I carried her to the kitchen and set her in the bouncy seat. She still had woken up yet. I fixed myself some cereal, while making her a bottle for when she woke up. I turned to look at Fallon, then saw big green eyes staring into mine. "Good morning, Fallon," I said, kissing her forehead. After feeding, changing, and dressing her, I grabbed her diaper-bag, her stroller, and my purse and walked outside with Fallon in the stroller. I pushed the stroller in front of me, walking to the Starbucks that was right by my apartment.

I walked into the Starbucks, ordered coffee and waited. I heard a familiar last name and it made my heart stop and my blood freeze. "Styles?" I heard the barista call out and an all-too-familiar curly-haired boy walked up to her to take the cups of coffee. "Thanks, love." His voice made me melt, but I just stood there, not looking at him or anything. "Ariana? Ariana Bennett? Is that you? Is that..really you?" I turned to see Harry staring right at me. I didn't have a clue as of what to do. I watched him walk towards me and stare at me, then at the baby in the stroller who was fast asleep. "Um..yeah.. Hi Harry," I had barely managed to stutter out.

Fallon started to cry softly, so I reached down and picked her up.

"Ariana.. How've you been? It's been a year almost."

"I've been alright, but pregnant.. You, Harry?" I did my best to steer the conversation towards him and away from me.

"I've been good, missing you. The boys and I have been touring the world and we have another album out now." I could tell he was a little nervous by the way he messed with his hair. I wondered if Fallon would have his curly locks; she already has his eyes. He directed his attention to Fallon, who was wide awak in my arms staring at Harry.

"Well, this is Fallon, my daughter, Harry." He stared at me wide-eyed still apprently not believeing I had been pregnant. "Um..well I have to go, Harry.. I'll see you around, yeah?" I turned around to leave, but a hand on my arm stopped me.

"Can I have your number, Ariana? Please?" I quickly grabbed a sharpie from my purse and wrote my number on his coffee cup. He smiled once he saw that my number was on the cup. "Thanks, Ari."

I smiled at my old nickname and left the coffee shop, walking back towards my apartment. Seeing Harry was really unexpected and made me want to cry, but I held it together until I got home and until Fallon had gone to bed that night. I cried and cried and cried into my pillow over Harry Styles. Then I heard my phone ding with a text.

Unknown number: Hey it's Harry xx Wanna come by my flat tomorrow? You can bring Fallon :)

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