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.


9. Nine

"Harry." I whispered beneath my breath. His eyes were glued to the ceiling as he hummed in response. A minute ago we were making out, we ended up just laying in my bed together. Minnie was fast asleep in her play pen, and thoughts were racing through my mind. Honestly, I barely knew what was happening or how he even got me to kiss him. I got lost in his eyes and was foolish enough to let him lead me to his strangely beautiful world. My brain was jumbled. "Do you think...."

"Do I think what, love?" He encouraged, noticing that I had hesitated. 

"Do you think that she'll get a lot of crap when she gets older? Because she's your daughter."

"I wouldn't let that happen. And we've got a while before we have to worry about that."

"But I'm worrying about it now."

"Christ, Stella." He blurted, as he faced me to push a lock of hair behind my ear. "Why don't you just worry about right now?"

"Because I'm a mother." The words still sounded strange to me. "You know what, whatever."  I stood up to go check on Minnie. 

"What just happened?" He asked, totally bewildered as he sat up straight. 

"I don't know." I answered. I didn't really want anything to do with him right know. Minnie was awake, but she remained quiet. "Hi baby girl." I said in a very happy voice. I picked her up and kissed her cheek. Harry came into the room, and approached me as he looked down at his phone. I walked further into the kitchen to get the stuff to make Minnie's bottle. 

"Hello Princess." Harry cooed, taking one of her hands to kiss it. "I should get going, Stell." I snarled because it bothered me when people cut my name in half like that. Only my mom calls me Stell. He moved forward to kiss me, but I turned my head at the last second so that his mouth landed on my cheek. He looked at me in the eyes and pursed his lips. He kissed Minnie on the forehead and walked to the door. My breathing hitched nervously as I watched him walk out. 

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