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.


13. Thirteen

I furiously searched through the diaper bag for a pacifier while Minnie cried in her car seat. Once found, I popped it in her mouth and shut the door. Then I stomped around to the driver's seat and dropped my sunglasses down to my eyes. When I tried to start the car, it made a spitting sound, and died. I tried again and again until I broke down into tears. I rested my head on the steering wheel. A moment later I heard a tap on the window. I locked the doors quickly before he could enter the car. I lifted my head to see Harry, his eyes covered with glasses and a beanie shielding his curls. He bit his lip as I tried starting the engine once more. It finally roared to life, allowing me to sigh in relief. I cracked the window open just enough for me to hear what he had to say.

Surprisingly, I was the one who broke the silence. "So what was your plan? To get rid of her before I showed up? Then you probably expected me to show you a good time, like she did. And I'd never find out about her. Nice, Harry." I snarled at him. 

"It's not like that." 

"Oh, and Liam's cousin? Really?" 

"Okay, I know Stella! I always fuck things up! I get it!" he shouted, startling me. Luckily Minnie wasn't flustered, and she stayed quiet. Harry huffed and covered his mouth angrily. "And why are you so mad? Its not like anything really happened yesterday." 

"Are you kidding me?!"

"We're not together or any-"

"Oh stop trying to cover up your shit, Harry!"

"You're not my girlfriend! You had no reason to act like that!"

"Because I was stupid enough to actually think that we could work something out between us!" My voice lowered as I sniffled the run in my red nose. "But whatever, you're just a douche bag anyway. I'll be perfectly fine raising her myself. Just forget any of this ever happened."

"How the hell am I supposed to-"

"Move unless you want your feet run over." I told him. He backed away and held my gaze for a what seemed like forever. My bottom lip trembled as he leaned his head to peek in the back seat. That was when I stepped on the gas and left him in the dust.

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