His Secret Daughter (1D)

"She's our mistake Zaria!" He yelled at me. "She's not a mistake! I do not regret those 9 months of an aching back,swollen feet, and especially all the moments I had with her! Darcy was such a little mistake but such a great thing that happened Harry!" I screamed. "When were you going to tell me?" He asked looking me in the eyes.I honestly didn't know nor did I have the courage. "Then she must have been a regret." He spat and slammed the front door.
I'm Zaria Lunayevskaya, Harry's ex girlfriend,18 year old mother of a 2 year old named Darcy. She will always be Harry's secret daughter but not for so long perhaps.


4. Now His Questions


I got up from the table and walked straight pass Harry's table with Darcy's hand joined in mine until a very stubborn little girl had to slow me down. She tugged on my pants. "Mummy it's One Direction!" She slightly whispered. I really should have thought about not letting her watch them on youtube. " Yeah, princess. You and Mummy have to go though!" I say and pick her hand up again. We were almost to the front door of the cafe until a large hand grabbed my shoulder. I moved the hand off. " I'm sorry but I dont like to be touched." I hissed. "Zaria! Wait!" Harry called. Darcy stopped as she heard my name. "Mummy who is he?" She asked. I turned around to face the guy I used to love and trust. "I have to go Harry." I replied.  "Did you ever keep the baby?" He asked. I stood their in shock of him bringing it up. "Did you Zaria?" He questioned coming closer. "What do you think, Harry!?" I snapped and left the 5 boys in the doorway. I picked up Darcy making our way out.

"How could he not tell? Darcy is the exact image of Harry! Where does he see my face in her?" I cried to my friend Nicole. "I know but there could be alot reasons that he didn't jump to conclusions about Darcy." She said calmly. "I want him to know so badly, but then I don't find a reason to let him know." "Whatever you choose babe, I'm fine with it." Nicole replied and soon hung up.

I decided to look in my photo ablum of the adventures I had with Harry. I promised myself that I never will touch that ablum unless Darcy needs to see it for some unknown reason.  I flipped to the middle section of the book to find me and Harry making the infinity sign with our fingers together as we kissed. I looked back at the picture when Harry made me laugh so hard milk came out my nose.

I looked at the clock and read 8:32. It was way past Darcy's bedtime. "Come on Darcy, It's time for bed." I call. I turn to look to see her collasped on my bed sleeping. Well no sense in waking her up. Plus I have a long day tomorrow for modeling for Dolce & Gabbana. My phone blasted as an unrecongnizable phone number appeared on the screen. I pressed talk anyways.

"Hello?" I say. "Is this Zaria?" I nodded my head like they could see but then decided to talk. "Uh yeah, who is this?"  "Harry." He replied. "How did you get my number?"I hissed. He ignored my question. "Do we have a daughter?" "Yes." I swear he must have been scribbling something down. "Is she present with you now?" "Yes Harry." I said annoyingly. I went downstairs as I heard his voice echo through the house. I go into the livingroom to see Harry standing there. Stalker much? "Key under the stepping stone." He replied for my shock. " I need to hide that better but anyways visitations aren't available to let's see, never." I say blandly. He gave me the puppy dog eyes that Darcy took after him. "Fine upstairs, the second room on your right."

I go upstairs to find him standing over Darcy examining her small 20 pound body. I remained in the middle of the doorway quitely watching Harry.

A/N: Harry! Hazza! He's back!  How do you think he'sgoing to react to Darcy?





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