Emily

I never expected to have Harry Styles' kid. Then again, I never expected to have a kid in general. But it happened. It's been almost four years since I've seen Harry and he still doesn't know the dirty little secret I have. And I don't want him to. My child doesn't need a father and I don't need another caretaker. And I don't want to ruin Harry's life. He doesn't need a child to worry about. But my child gets curiouser every day, as well as myself. It won't be long before my secret is out and I can no longer hide my little girl from the truth.

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21. Chapter 21

The door closed. That creaky sound that meant it was over. Harry was gone. And now it felt like a part of me was gone too. I was pathetic. Everything I did, and now Harry is gone, I'm gone.

"Anna?" Louis asked grabbing my hand. I jerked away and bit down on my lip.

"Louis he's gone. It's all my fault. Is Niall still here?" I cried.

"Yes. He's upstairs with Emily and Tanner."

I sniffed and grabbed Harry's brown leather jacket out of the closet. "Good. I'm going out. I need some time alone."

I was about to open the door when Louis pulled me back. "Anna, let me go with you."

I kicked the door causing him to let go of my body. "Louis, I want to be alone!"

I sighed and left.

I drove up to the entrance of the bar, "The Silus". The sign was glowing, the neon lights blinking different colors. Two men with cigarettes lent on the wall, smoke puffing out from their nose and mouth, their yellow teeth showing when they opened their mouths.

I got out of the car, making sure it was locked. I walked quickly past the men and entered the bar. The smell of alcohol and sweat hit my nose in a powerful mixture of stench. People sat at the bar, others at red booths. Some just stood around, glasses in hand, body swaying slightly. A couple were making out in the corner booth, their hands traveling up and down each others' body.

I sat down at the bar on the red circular stool. There was a red head girl next to me who smelled of smoke and sweat. Her eyes were an icy blue and matched her evil grin. A boy with black hair was next to me, yet I couldn't see his face because his back was to me. The bartender finally came to me, a small glass in hand.

"Can I help you?" He asked, his black mustache bouncing up and down.

"Just a Shirley temple please, no alcohol."

He gave me a strange look and nodded his head.

I waited for only a minute until my drink came back. I took a few sips. This was alone time for me.

"Anna? Is that you?"

I turned my head. Zayn looked at me, his smile not traveling to his eyes. I gave him a sympathetic smile.

"Hey Zayn. How have you been holding up?"

He sighed. "Not so good. My girlfriend broke up with me. She claimed that Niall was better than me."

"I'm sorry Zayn." I said taking another sip of my drink. It tasted a little unusual, like something weird was in it.

Zayn ran his hands through his hair. "It's fine. I'll find someone else. Eventually."

I smiled. "You will. So, where are you staying? Do you and Liam have a separate flat?"

He nodded. "Yeah it's me and Liam. And then Niall, Harry, and Louis next door."

"Sounds fun."

He laughed. "Not really. Liam is always at his girlfriends house and then Niall is always with you and then Harry and Louis always go out together so I just stay at home alone. It's tons of fun."

I laughed and asked the bartender for another drink.

POV Zayn

I knocked on the door. My body was filled with so much energy, I couldn't stop moving. Niall appeared from behind looking afraid.

"Hey Zayn."

I pushed past him and walked into the foyer. Niall gave me a look and closed the door.

"Hey Niall." I scowled crossing my arms. He scowled back.

"What's your problem?"

I laughed. "Actually I'm pretty pleased with myself. I got my revenge last night."

The color drained from his face. "What did you do?"

"Well, your little Annalise came to the bar last night. She must of drank a little too much. Anyway, I was sober and we had sex. Now we are even."

He became angry, his fists clenching together. I thought he was going to punch me but he just sat still, his face fuming.

"How could you?!" He screamed.

"You took my Bella away so I just took your Annalise away. We are even."

"You asshole!" He screamed punching my jaw. "That's my fiancé! My love! You are a douchebag! That is so wrong and you know it!"

I sat on the cold wood floors, my body vulnerable in his shadow. I didn't care. He deserved everything he got. I got up slowly, brushing off my pants.

"I don't care Niall. It's too late anyway. I'll be leaving now." I said grabbing the doorknob.

"Zayn Malik you are an ass." Was the last thing I heard before I shut the door.

POV Annalise

"Annalise darling." Niall yelled from downstairs. I hopped out of bed and ran downstairs.

"What's wrong?" I questioned worried. Niall was sitting down, his back against the closet and his fingers rubbing his bruised knuckles. He sighed loudly.

"Annalise. Why did you sleep with Zayn?"

I looked at him shocked. I do not remember sleeping with Zayn. I didn't wake up at his house, I woke up in my driveway in my car.

"I didn't even drink last night!" I yelled. He looked up at me.

"Annalise he said you were drunk and he had sex with you. He was sober you weren't." His eyes were broken. I looked away. I didn't do anything. That wasn't possible, unless the bartender did put alcohol into my drink.

"Niall. I'm sorry. I don't remember. I don't." I sat down on the bottom of the steps so he could only see the side of me. I pulled my legs up to my chest and buried my face into my knees. My skin was warm.

"Annalise?" Niall asked. I heard his footsteps.

"No Niall." I cried looking up. "We are broken. Our whole idea of living is broken. I broke you and you broke me."

He looked down at his feet and shook his head. His eyes were squinted shut.

"No Annalise." He said never opening his eyes. "We aren't broken, we've just made mistakes."

He inhaled deeply and kissed my cheek lightly. I turned away from his face. Niall was so hopeful, so loving, but I couldn't return that to him. I wasn't worth his love.

"Annalise? Talk to me." He begged grabbing my hand. I pulled away. I couldn't do that.

"Niall, I'm sorry. I don't want to break you anymore. I just need space to think. That's all I ask."

He nodded sadly.

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