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.


20. Twenty

I woke up first, leaving Harry and Minnie to sleep. I made my way to the kitchen and leaned over the sink. My knuckles turned white as I gripped the edge of the counter tightly. Horrid thoughts raced through my mind as I remembered the streak displayed across my mother's cheek. I growled under my breath in anger, wondering if she had lied about how many times he's hit her. Probably more than once or twice. The crazy thing is, they've been together for over a year and I can count on my two hands how many times I've seen him around our house. Rage swam through my veins at the thought of him hitting my mother. My best friend. 

My body jolted when I felt the presence of a towering male above me. The curly haired guy snaked his arms around my waist and kissed my trembling shoulder. "It's only me, Baby." I relaxed into his figure when I heard his comforting words and took a deep shaky breath. My fingers were still clasped around the granite, so he calmed me by resting his hands on mine. They loosened easily and intertwined with Harry's as he dipped his head into my neck. I showed a small smile and shivered while he planted kisses on my collarbone. "You'll be okay." he whispered. 

"It's not me that I'm worried about, Harry." I hissed, pulling away from him and strutting back to the bedroom. Minnie was sleeping on the bed, and I snarled at the sight. Harry had caught up with me by then, and I turned around to knock him in the chest. Before he could speak about my action, I roared at him. "Why would you leave her on the bed like that! Don't you realize that she could fall!?!" 

"Stella... she's in the middle of a king sized bed. And she's sleeping! She barely moves anyway." He assured me. "You didn't have to hit me." He pouted. 

I realized that he was completely right and there was no way of fighting it. Minnie was surrounded by pillows anyway, that would keep her from falling. I watched her pacifier wobble in her mouth as her little chest rose and fell evenly. I looked at Harry and apologized to him with pleading eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm just... upset about everything. I didn't mean to take it out on you." I grabbed his face and kissed him gently. He grinned at me, showing me forgiveness by exposing his cheeky dimples. Then he rose his hand to my forehead, just like he'd done the night before. 

"You still feel warm. Maybe you caught a little bug after our swim yesterday." He pecked my nose. "I'm not feeling so hot either." 

"You look hot." I spoke my thoughts aloud, not exactly meaning to, and smiled. He wrapped his wings around my hips and hummed in my ear. All of a sudden I heard squealing, and we drew our attention to the baby. Harry approached her quickly and I followed. We both made stupid childish noises at her until she stopped. Her smile was contagious, spreading it across my face. I giggled, and smooched her left cheek while Harry kissed her right.


I realized then that this was all I needed to brighten my day. Minnie made everything better. She is my whole entire world, my all, my love. She pretty much summed up my life. Just looking into her glistening lime eyes made me feel like everything would be alright. There was nothing that made me happier than my baby girl. 

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