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.


28. Twenty Eight

After forcing me to give him directions to the house, we stopped in front of William's place. Harry ran up to the door, leaving me far behind. I chased after him, calling his name. The front door was open, so he just walked in. I followed, hoping that all of the madness would just come to an end. William was in his kitchen, with two busty brunettes at his side. Harry marched up to him and took him by the shirt. I coughed at the familiar smell of liquor and cigars, and I suddenly felt lightheaded. He slammed him up against the nearest wall and spit in his face.

I covered my mouth as he started speaking. "I swear I will end you're fucking life, do you hear me you little prick?" His eyes were like fire and his jaw was screwed tightly. "Did you touch her?" he mumbled angrily, although he already knew the answer. When he didn't get a response he slammed him again, making the wall crack. "Did you fucking touch her?!?!" shouted Harry. William groaned out in pain. I never thought that I'd ever have to see Harry this way. Actually, I didn't even know this side of him existed, and I didn't like it. "Hit me you fucker. Go ahead, hit me like a man." Harry added, steaming with fury. My stomach was doing flips and somersaults. "She isn't yours.  She didn't do anything to you, and you treated her like she was nothing." He threw him to the floor and kicked him in the abdomen. "Get up, punk. Hit me. Do it you motherfu-"

"Harry, stop it you're gonna kill him!" The two girls just stood there with wide eyes as I tried to pull him off. William just looked like a bloody slab of meat when I finally got Harry to quit it. I noticed that he attempted to hit him back, and he actually caught Harry once in the nose, making blood trickle across his mouth. "Stop please." I observed as he stumbled back, looking at what he'd done. And all of a sudden my feet went numb and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Then I hit the floor. 


My eyes fluttered open just enough to see Harry, his face red and tired. I observed him tiredly as he punched the pale blue colored wall. Tears streamed down his face as he slid to the floor and hugged his knees to cry. He was frustrated and confused, and I'd caused it. I made his life this way, and it killed me inside. 

I remembered my dream, when he was upset and there was nothing I could do to stop it. It was exactly that. I didn't have enough strength to talk, but just whimpered. My heart was beating unevenly, and all I really wanted was to escape. To get out of his life so he wouldn't have to deal with me anymore.

That was when I saw the front door open, and men with bright orange vests entered the place. My pulse sped up as Harry stood to approach them. I got lightheaded when they lifted my body up onto an uncomfortable surface. My consciousness was slipping again, and my heart was beating fast. I looked at Harry's guilty face and shut my eyes. The men knelt beside me and placed a mask on my face, then raised the stretcher. I assumed that they were taking me to the hospital, but I wasn't awake to see it happen. 


*sorry for the curse words and such a short chapter* I have more updates on the way! :D

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