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.


37. Turdy Seven

I screamed for help, surprised that I was even conscious. My leg was stuck, and there was an unbearable pain in my upper arm. I heard sirens, but I kept screaming. I couldn't even open the door. "Honey are you alright? Can you hear me?" I heard a female voice say. I didn't notice that my eyes were closed, so I opened them. She was older, and blonde, and peering at me through the shattered window. "Sweetie, you're gonna be okay." 

I just kept blabbing, "The baby. The baby. The baby." 

"Are you pregnant?" she said, sounding very alert. I nodded and she ran away. I shouted at the top of my lungs, scared to death. Men in familiar orange vests approached my car. 

"Miss, can you hear me?" I nodded. "My name is Joshua, I'm gonna help you out alright? I need you to stay with me, yes?" 

"Yes." I mumbled. 

"Tell me, are you stuck?"  

"Yes." My eyes were closing.

"No, no. Stay with me, dear. Whats your name?"


"Okay, Stella keep your eyes wide open and look at me right here." I obeyed and observed his features as he pointed to the space in between his eyes. He was about ten years older than me, with a bald head and blue orbs. 

"Help me." I cried.

"I am, I am. Just stay awake." By then, the door was opened, and he was trying to get my foot loose. "The baby." 

"We're trying to get you out as quickly as we can, Stella." I rose my hand up to my head and felt the slimy liquid falling from my eyebrow. I cried harder. "It's okay. You'll be fine." Then he backed up and lifted my body out. I was shivering, as he placed me on the stretcher. They stuck me in the ambulance while Joshua continuously reminded me to "Stay awake." 

And once again I made my way back to the hospital.


"Stella, can you hear me?" I fluttered my eyes open to see my nurse. The one that I'd seen just minutes before the accident. "Oh sweetheart. How are you feeling?" I just nodded. "I brought you some water here on the side table, and you've only been out for a little more than two hours. Your baby is going to be fine. So don't you worry, alright? You aren't too banged up." 

"Thank you so much." I grumbled, reaching for her hand. She smiled.

"Call me Annabelle." she rose the top half of my bed up and I looked at the doorway. A tall figure appeared before my eyes. Harry. I rose my arms up and wailed out a gasp.  

"Baby." He rushed over to my tired body and slipped his arms around me. I wrapped my limbs around his back and he breathed into my neck. "What the hell, Stella?" I just cried. He rested his hand on my small bump. "The baby's okay?" I nodded and sniffled, wiping my face. He placed a hard kiss on my forehead. Then he stood up and paced around, ferociously running his fingers through his hair. 

"Harry, stop pacing your making me dizzy." I said, reaching my hand out. He grabbed it. "What's wrong?"

"Erm, we had to cancel the concert because I got a call when I woke up that you were almost killed." he said, too loudly. "What were you doing talking on the phone while you were driving?" 

"I wasn't." 

"You were talking to me on the phone, Stella. Don't lie." 

"I'm not lying, Harry." I said firmly, bewildered by his attitude. "What's up with you lately?" 

"There's nothing up. I'm just stressed."

"And why are you still fighting with me..." 

"What the hell are you talking about? I'm not doing-"

"Shouldn't you be relieved that I'm okay? And cuddling with me on the bed because you missed me so much? Not accusing me of the things that went wrong and calling me a liar." 

"I'm sorr-"

"No, don't say sorry. You say sorry every time and I always forgive you. But then you go ahead and do it again!" he just stared at me, with blazing eyes. My fingers twitched and I could feel my entire head shaking from the shivers. We stayed like that for a long time. 

"Get some rest." he whispered, and walked out carelessly. I put my hands on my face, hissing from the stitches above my eye. 


There was something heavy on me. I tried shaking it off but the thing blew in my ear. My eyes shot open and I felt kisses on my collarbone. My fingers were already twined in his curls, and he only moaned when I tugged on them. "Stop." I mumbled angrily. 

"I love you, Stella. So much." 

"Stop." I whined, struggling in his hold.

"Please, Baby don't do that." I whimpered, finally giving up. "Beautiful?" 

"Why do we fight so much?" I asked him. 

"I'll make things better."

"You didn't answer my question."

"I-I don't know. We're different. But I love that about us." 

"Oh cut the crap Harry." I scolded, taking control for once. After a long pause, I asked, "Do you still want to do this?" Twisting my ring as I looked at him. 

"Of c-course I do."

"Really? Because you don't sound so sure." I slid the ring off my finger. 

"Don't. Don't do that." he stopped my hand and settled the metal back on. Then he guided my hand up to his heart. 

"'We fight too much." I admitted. 

"But... Have you ever loved anyone so much before?" he asked, "Stella, my life would be shit without you in it." 

"You were doing perfectly fine before I came along." 

"And now there is no way I'm letting you go." He said, squeezing my wrist. "Who the hell cares if we fight too much? We love each other, don't we?"

"But I don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone who's going to make me unhappy."

"You're unhappy?"

"No, I just- I'm afraid I will be." 

"I'm not going to let that happen."

"But how will yo-" he kissed me, hard. His tongue swam with mine, and he held me lovingly. A tear fell down my face as we made out. I pulled away to gasp for air. "I don't want our relationship to fall apart." He looked guilty, and his face fell at my words. 


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