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.


35. Thirty Five

"Good evening, my love." His raspy voice was all it took to make me emotional. 

"I can't believe you." I said, giggling. 

"Why? I told you I thought it was wrong." 

"Yeah, but I didn't actually think you'd do it." 

"Well, I'm glad I did." he replied, and I could sense his smile. 

"Holy crap Babe guess what?!" I shouted, my heart beating wildly. 

"Tell me." 

"I was sitting on the couch with Minnie, and while we were watching you on the show, she said Dadda." 

"Liar." he chuckled. 

"I'm not kidding Harry!"

"I wanna hear it." he said casually, sounding like he was concentrated on something else. I picked Minnie up off the floor and put the phone to her ear. 

"Say hi Dadda." she stayed quiet. "Come on, Minnie. Do it." she just laughed. Harry started talking to her on the other line, and she grabbed the phone. She was so interested in listening to him talk. "Say Dadda." I said, rocking her. And she giggled. I rolled my eyes and took the phone back. "She won't do it." Harry just laughed. "Stop laughing, its not funny! She did it before!"

"Sure she did." I sighed, getting mad. "Okay I'm sorry, I believe you."


"Jesus, Stella. It was a joke."

"Are we seriously fighting right now?" I said loudly, setting Minnie back in her play area.

"And why isn't she sleeping already? Its late." he stated, completely ignoring my question.

"Because we can't sleep."

"We can't sleep? Or YOU can't sleep?"

"What does it matter?!"

"She needs to sleep, Stella."

"I can't do this with you right now, Harry." 

"Can't do what? I barely even said anything!"

"You're yelling at me."

"No I'm not!" I hung up on him, and took a deep breath, placing my head in my hands. I held back my tears and stood up. When I got to the kitchen, my phone started ringing. I ignored it, and got out the gallon of ice cream. I went back to the couch with a spoon and my phone rang once again. 

"What." I said ferociously. 

"I'm sorry." he huffed, and I stayed silent. "Babe..."


"How are you feeling?" I smiled at his question, and realized how unhealthy it was to forgive him so quickly for everything. But I couldn't help it.

"I'm feeling okay." 

"Any sickness today?"


"That's good. Have you eaten?"

"I'm eating ice cream."

"Real food."

"I had a sandwich earlier."

"I don't think that's considered real food." he chuckled. "Stel you have to eat to get enough nutrients for the baby."

"I see you've been reading the book." I giggled. 

"I had time on the plane to catch up." I heard a muffling sound. "Listen, Babe. I have to go, our managers our coming to meet with us. But I promise I'll call you in the morning. Okay?"

"Alright. I love you."

"I love you more. And don't forget to eat." 

"Eh, maybe." I joked.

"I'm serious."

"Okay. Good bye." I said, making a kissy noise afterwards. 

Then he hung up.

"Dadda!" Minnie yelped. And my jaw dropped in frustration. 


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