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.

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33. Thirty Three

I'd just finished puking my guts out when I heard my bedroom door open. I flushed the toilet, still seated on the floor. I couldn't get up, because I knew that if I did, I would find my way back in the same position. I groaned in reply to the tap on the door, and Harry walked in with Minnie. He squatted beside me and sighed, settling the baby in his lap. He just stared at me, as I kept my head rested on my arm that was leaned against the toilet. Minnie was holding something, and she shoved it in her mouth. Harry gasped, "Ah ah ah... No baby, give it to Mommy." he cooed, pulling the object out of her mouth. She looked at me, with wide green eyes. I smiled down at her and waited until she obeyed to hand it to me. It was the ring. 

I held it between my two fingers, not really knowing what to say. I looked at my daughter and bent down to kiss her little pout. "Thank you, my love." I told her, flickering my eyes towards Harry. I hugged my knees and dug my front teeth into my skin. He pushed a stray piece of hair behind my ear and held my gaze. 

"Stella..." He muttered, and I closed my eyes. "You know I didn't mean any of that." I sniffled, watching Minnie as she fussed in his arms. He kissed her cheek lovingly and played with her hands. "I was being an arse. I wasn't thinking about how hard pregnancy is for you. Just... cope with me, yeah? I'm new at this." I pursed my lips at his words, considering his suggestion. "I'm sorry." 

"I'm sorry I took your car." I said simply, grinning at him. He leaned in and kissed my cheek, trailing down to my neck. He pulled back and allowed Minnie to stand in the space between us. He held her torso, guiding her so she wouldn't fall. She wobbled and smiled, giggling wildly as I tickled her tummy. I slipped the ring on the correct finger and pushed my hand back to see it. "Thank you." I whispered. "I love you."

"I love you more." he kissed Minnie's head and stood up, taking her with him. "You okay?" he asked considerately, and I nodded. But then I shook my head and shoved my head in the toilet once again, letting it out. He panicked, "Dammit, um, I'll be right back, babe." He left for a quick minute to set the baby somewhere, and hurried back. He caressed my back and tucked the hairs back that were falling in my face. I gasped for air, and spit, feeling gross. 

"Get out." I told him. 

"No." Harry said plainly, chuckling. 

"Stop, Harry. This is nasty, go out there." I said, looking away and swatting at him. 

"Stella, I'm staying whether you like it or not. Its not like I'm gonna walk out on you just because of the way you look while you're feeling ill." he kissed my arm. "You're still beautiful." I rolled my eyes and forced myself to my feet. I wiped my mouth and slapped the seat down, flushing it once again. Harry followed me to my room and I gathered some stuff to take a shower. I gave Harry directions to feed Minnie while I cleaned up, and he hugged me. I felt a squeeze on my backside and took in a sharp breath. I did the same to him, and he blurted out in laughter. Then he kissed my cheek and I went back to the bathroom to take the hottest shower I've ever taken. 

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