MINNIE (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Harry Styles doesn't know that I had his baby. All this time I've been okay with keeping it that way. I figure it would only ruin his career if I ran into his life with a kid, so I just kinda keep the whole thing to myself. I mean, I think I've done a pretty good job in the past year. But honestly, I don't want Minnie growing up without a dad. I did, and I hated it. Maybe the time has come to finally tell Harry that he has a baby girl.


4. Four

While I waited backstage, most people just ignored me. I got kind smiles and winks, but they didn't tame my nervousness. My hands remained folded on my lap and my posture was stiff, I was completely unable to relax. I thought of Minnie, knowing that would calm me. My baby. She actually looked a lot like Harry, she had his dimples and the same shape of his big green orbs. But her hair was dark like mine, and she had my heart shaped lips. 

A loud sound woke me from my thoughts. The show had started, and those fans were going absolutely mad. My back rested into the couch. I'd finally relaxed once I realized that I didn't have to face Harry again for a while. But the show ended too quickly. 

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They came backstage, tired and sweaty. They were laughing and tackling each other, obviously filled with joy. A woman handed them water bottles and they all chugged in unison. Then all of their eyes settled on me. "So, who's this?" The one with the darkest hair asked. "I'm Zayn." 

"This is Stella. A friend of mine." Harry said.

"Good friend." Louis added, causing Harry to hit him in the shoulder. 

"Stella," Harry sat beside me. "That's Liam, and Niall." The other boys waved at me and I glanced at Harry. "So, we're having a party to celebrate what a wonderful show we had tonight. Come with us." 

"Um, I don't think I can do that. I only came here be-"

"Oh, come on Stella. We don't bite." Said Niall, grinning. "It'll be fun." His accent was different. Irish, I think. I bit down on my bottom lip and sighed. 

"Then afterwards, you can tell me what you've been wanting to talk about. Yea?" I swallowed hard as he whispered softly in my ear and nodded. "Great." He kissed my cheek and stood up to take my hand. We all went out to the bus together and took off. Harry said that we'd get my car later.

We drove to a hotel, where the party was being held. When we entered, there was already people there dancing and mingling. Harry took me by the hand and pulled me close. "Harry, I don't think I should be here."  We rocked slowly to the beat of the music as Harry put his warm lips to my ear. 

"Why not, babe?" 

"I just, we really need to talk."

"You know what?" He said. "After that night, I couldn't stop thinking about you. I missed you, Stella. I can't believe you actually came back to me. I wanna spend time with you." He pushed my shirt back a bit to reveal my collarbone. He kissed it. "We can talk later." He kissed it again and his mouth trailed up my neck.

"Harry, stop." I pushed him away, even though I didn't want to. 

"What's wrong?" He asked, placing his hands on my hips. I gripped his arm and tugged him towards the bathrooms. I locked us in the large family bathroom and sighed. "Are you trying to seduce me?" he chuckled and pulled me close again. He placed wet kisses on my neck, and my hands stayed frozen on his shoulders. 

"Harry, after that night... At the party.... I-I got pregnant." I didn't mean for it to come out so sudden like that. After the words slipped out, I let out a shaky breath. My insides were being torn apart as I waited for his response. He stopped kissing me as soon as I blurted it out. "Please say something." I whispered, ready to burst into tears. He pulled his head out of the crook of my neck and stared down at me. His eyes were darker than before, scarier. He didn't say anything. 

And I was dying inside.

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