When 19 year old Hannah ends up pregnant by Harry Styles after a one night stand, he makes it clear that he doesn't want anything to do with her or the baby. Now Hannah has to make the hardest choice of her life... WHAT WILL SHE DO? DOES SHE KEEP IT OR GET RIDE OF IT OR PUT IT UP FOR??? READ AND FIND OUT!


6. Chapter 4

**Sibella's P.OV*

I got the call last night that my father wants to meet me, and honestly.. I don't know what to feel. He said he wants me to live with him and his family, but I can't help wondering if the offer is from love... or guilt. The letter from my mom said that he didn't know I was alive because of some "misunderstands." What does that even mean? This was all so confusing and it was making my brain hurt. But I couldn't focus on that now, right now my main concern was making sure my father actually liked me. I walked into the marble lobby with sweaty palms, Susan by my side. Michael Davis the door read. I pushed it open hesitantly and walked into the grand office. I was greeted by a man sitting behind a desk. He looked up when I entered and smiled, standing and extending his hand for me to shake.

"Michael Davis. I'm your father's lawyer." He shook my hand in a business manner.

"Sibella." I replied taking a seat when he indicated for me to do so.

"Your father should be here any minute, but in the mean time I have some forms for your social worker to fill out." He passed out 5 or 6 papers to Susan and a pen was soon in her hand, scribbling furiously.

"If you want, Sibella"Michael said to me. "There are some magazines on the table over there." He pointed to a table that had been neatly covered in glossy  magazines.

"Ok thank you." I picked a random magazine from the table and sat back in my seat. I turned the pages with no interest. That is until a familiar face caught my eye.

Harry Styles going solo?

I looked at the cover. Ah, that makes sence. This magazine is three years old. I skimmed the article and found out some facts about my father. I found out that he was in a boyband for 7 years: from 2010-2017. The band decided to stop when they felt they were getting to old for there teen audience. Two of the other members launched solo careers too, Zayn and Liam. But Niall and Louis settled down with their...families... What? I started reading into the details on the oldest, Louis's family. When I read what I did I suddenly felt so... unwanted.

"He said they were too young." I said out loud into the blue.

"Pardon?" Michael looked up.

"My mom said that Harry said he couldn't be a part of my life because they were too young to have children." He looked confused as to why I was telling them this. I tossed the article in front of him and stood up in rage, pointing to the section I was reading. "The other member, Louis! And his wife- at the time merely his girlfriend. Their son is only a few months older than me and they kept him! Why didn't he want to be with me?!" I felt tears coming and one is allowed to see me cry. So I turned on my heels and stormed to the door, and when I flung it open I was met with a sight I didn't want to see.

My father.
His wife.
His daughter.

HIS DAUGHTER?! He has another daughter, that stung; he doesn't need me. Our identical green eyes locked and I saw his eyes fill with joy. Sadly mine were only filled with anger. He tried to speak, but I didn't give him a chance.

"I'm sorry." I wiped a tear away. "This was a mistake." I tuned to see Susan behind me. "I want to go back to my foster family." I said quietly to her. "Excuse me." I pushed past Harry andhis family with my head down. I didn't want to see what he was feeling.

I'm not sure if I was scared that he was sad... or that he was happy...happy he got out of taking care of me again. He never wanted me, I was just a mistake

"Sibella!" I heard a deep male voice call. My heart twisted and turned becuase I knew it was my father. This iis the first time I've ever heard his voice. But I didn't stop walking away. "Sibella! Please wait!" I heard heavy footsteps behind me. I tried speeding up but I felt a hand on my shoulder spin me around.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time."

"Oh Sibella. I'm so glad to finally meet you." He pulled me into a hug and started crying. I puhsed him away heartlessly.

"Don't lie to me." I turned my head away

"What's wrong?" He asked softly and I turned and scoffed at him

"You never wanted me! I was an accident-- a mistake! You said that you were too young to have a child, but your bandmare and his wife have a son my age! YOU JUST DIDN'T WANT ME!

"Who told you that?"

"My mom said that you couldn't be my father because you were too young." I saidd, feeling myself calm down a bit. "But Louis, his son is my age. Why did his son get to have a father and not me?"

"That wasn't the reason." He said quietly

"Than what was?" I said rudly

"I thought you were dead, Sibella." Tears came to his eyes.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hann-your mother, she told me she was getting an abortion, There was nothing I could do. I had no legal right to you and it was her choice what to do with her body." I sunk to the floor against the wall, I could feel the blood drianing from my face. My own mother... tried to murder me? "I'm so sorry, Sibella." He sat next to me against the wall, burrying his head in his hands. "She tried to call me. She tried to tell me that she changed her mind about you but I didn't pick up. When she called to ask me to come meet you when you were born... I thought she was playing a sick joke on me." I didn't say anything. I thought my mom was always on my side, always looking out for me; but she wanted to kill me before I lived. She didn't want me either. No one wants me... I'm so unloved.

"I love you, Sibella." My head snapped towards him.

"Did I say that out loud?" I asked startled

"Say what?" He asked

"Nothing, Nevermind. You're just kind of a mind reader." I said sheelishly and he chuckled.

"Now we haven't gotten off to the best start..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "But Sibella I love you so much. You're my daughter for Christ's sake. We'd all love it if you came and lived with us."I bit my lip, looking down. He leaned in and whispered, "Beats having to deal with that annoying handler all the time."

"How'd you know she's annoying?" My head snapped to him again and he winked

"A father knows." He smiled. Something about his smile being identical to mine just made me feel so safe and loved.

"I'm sorry for being such a little bitch." I mumbled.

"Language." He warned, chuckling. "No I completely understand why you'd feel that way. So wht do you say, Sibella? Do you want to live with us? Do you want to join our family?"

I nodded and saw tears come to his eyes. Then for the first time in my life... I hugged my father.

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