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.


14. The Flight


" Flight 269 to Paris, France is now boarding. Flight 269 is now boarding." I nudged Harry who dozed off on my shoulder. "Babe we're boarding." I said. He yawned and I helped him up. I handed him his carry on bag and began to follow the others. "Harry! Are you and Zaria Lunayevskaya a couple?" A pap asked. "Yes." Harry answered and pushed through the crowd. More pictures was snapped but we made it safely.

It was first class and we all grouped with our girlfriend. I pulled on my beats and played Frank Ocean's Thinkin Bout You. "A tornado flew around my room before you came. Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain Southern California. Much like Arizona. My eyes don't shed tears, but boy do the bawl."

I fell asleep pretty quick thats what I love about this song. It's so peaceful.

"Harry my stomach is killing me." I whine. I run to the bathroom and I just violently throw up into the toliet. Harry held my chestnut hair back. "This is the fifth time this week. Maybe you should do a pregnancy test." Harry suggested. "What? You really think I'm pregnant?"  I asked wiping my mouth with a towel. "Well yeah."

" Okay now pee on it." Harry instructed.  I sighed and did what I was instructed.  We waited five minutes for the result. "Ready?" I ask . He nods his head and we go back to the bathroom sink.  "Zaria? Zaria? It's..."

"Zaria wake up. We're about to land." Harry said. I rubbed my eyes. "I had the weirdest dream ever!" I said.

"What about?"

"I was pregnant again."

"Really? Was it negative or positive."

"I don't know. I woke up right before the dream Harry said the result."

"Oh." Harry replied with a smirk.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Sarcello,France." The pilot announced. We grab our luggage and leaft the plane breathing in the airport Le Bourget. It would have been a 4 hour and 50 minute ride by driving but since we flied I don't really know or nor do I care how long it was. Now we have a 32 to minute drive to Paris France Hotel.. Cool.

"Are you excited?" Harry smiled. "Very!" I laughed. My honey brown hair in a high ponytail. "I also miss Darcy babe." I poked out my bottom lip. " I know love." He planted a kiss upon my forehead. Flashes from  cameras when off. "Guys the limo is here!" Eleanor yelled.

"Welcome to Paris,France Hotel. Enjoy your stay." The Valet greeted and opened the door. "Thank you." We all chimed. We checked in, got our keys, and well made our ways to the rooms. We all stayed on the left on the hall. Everybody had a suite that led up to everybody's room through an extra door.

I jumped on the bed and just stayed there remembering how tired I was. I ended up dozing off.


"Zaria wake up." Harry cooed. I slammed the pillow in his face. "I'm tired though Harry!" I groaned. Harry scooped me up bridal style. Next thing I know , I was in  cold shower. My eyes shot open. "Harry I hate you!" I half yelled. "Love you too, baby!" He chuckled.

I finished washing my hair and wrapped my hair in a towel. I did the same with my body since Harry wouldn't let me pick out the outfit I was wearing. "Here, put this on." Harry handed me a cream white mini dress. It was layered with a sparkly fabric and was a bit poofy at the bottom almost like a cupcake. I had on the same wedges I had the night before. I left my curly hair down and just did a waterfall braid. I put on some mascara, a little bit of eyeliner and my lightish pink lipstick.  I sprayed my Country Chic perfume and poked my head out the door. "I'm ready." I say and slide in front of the door.

"Alright, Everybody should be in the hall." He smiled. He opened the door. "Ladies first."

We were all waiting on Zayn. "He missed up his quiff.And he has to redo it to absolute perfection." Perrie rolled her eyes. After about 3 minutes Zayn was finished and we made our way to- I pulled Harry over to the side. "Where are we going?" I asked. "To a photoshoot a the Eiffel Tower. Management requested it." He said "Now shall we go?" I smiled and linked my arm into his. 


"Okay ladies first." The photographer Lorenzo called. I was centered in the middle, Danielle to my left, Eleanor placed to the right. To the left of Eleanor, Perrie was placed. And to the right of Danielle, Ana stood.  They brought a huge fan that blew our hair and unfortunatley I was in a short cupcake formed dress. While everybody had High-Low dressed. So I was told to make the "Marilyn Monroe" pose.  We put on our smiles and dide the smize face. Smile with the eyes. "Lovely Ladies." He smiled. Then the boys were next who did the exact same. Then couples. Finally a group photo.  Funny then serious.

Then we ate dinner at some resturaunt. The snails was awesome.  "Harry want one?" I asked. "Ew, no." He made a disgusted face. "Loser." I laughed. Eleanor and I ate snails; while everybody stuck to more known foods. "So how's Darcy?" Elanor asked. "She's great. Still small for her age though." I smile. "Fun sized is better." She laughed. "I suppose. Anyways how are you and Louis?" I asked. Eleanor's smile vanished into a frown. "Um we're going to the bathroom." Eleanor excused us. Everybody nodded.

"Zaria please don't tell. I'm not even sure if I am." She whispered. "What are you tlking about, Eleanor?" I looked her in the eyes. "I'm pregnant."







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