I slowly opened my eyes. The sun light shone into the room making it brighter. I reached my arm out to Aliyah to make sure it wasn't a dream. But she wasn't there. My heart began to race. "ALIYAH?!" I yelled as I ran out the room and into the livingroom. Niall fell asleep with her in his arms. "She was crying and we didn't want to wake you. She cried and screamed in everyone arms but Niall's. She likes him." Perrie informed me as she handed me a cup of coffee. I lifted Aliyah into my arms. She stayed asleep. I quickly turned on the news. "Harry Styles.. A father? Is this true? And if not than who is the baby he was caught with? Where is his wife?" Pictures of me and Aliyah were spreading across the world. I glanced down at Aliyah and she was staring at me with strong love in her eyes. I placed my lips to her forehead. "I love you, Aliyah." I held her close. I fell asleep shortly after she did.
I awoke to Aliyah still sleeping. Niall was off somewhere and the house was dark. "C'mon beautiful." I whispered as I stood up. Aliyah rested her head on my chest as I adjusted her in my tired arms. It than hit me. I don't have formal for her. I rushingly put Aliyah in her car seat and started the car. I placed a blanket on her In case she was cold since it's night. The store was only about twenty minutes away. "Excuse me, Miss?" I coughed at an employee. She turned around with wide eyes as she glanced down at Aliyah in my arms. "Is she your's?" She questioned. I nodded. "What can I help you with?" She fixed her ponytail. "What kind of formal would babies drink?" I asked as a stupid father would. "Let me show you." She smiled and brought me to the baby isle. Tons of baby clothes past by as we reached the formal. "Do you want some new clothes?" I looked down at Aliyah and she smiled like she understood me. After I got some formal I made my way to the baby clothes section. I grabbed at least fifty outfits before a fan screamed my name and made Aliyah cry. "Harry! Omg! Can I get a picture with you? Omg I love you!" She yelled as she ran at me. I rocked Aliyah as I walked away from the fan. I checked out with a screaming fan behind me. "Will you stop?!" I turned around. The girl looked at me wide eyed. "Is this your baby?" She pointed at Aliyah like she was trash. I nodded and walked away again. "Her mother is a whore!" I turned again at those words. "IZABELLE WAS NOT A WHORE. SHES DEAD SO KEEP HER NAME OUT OF YOUR DISRESPECTFUL MOUTH!" I shouted and got Aliyah into the car.
We got home with out any interruptions. Eleanor, Perrie, and Danielle all had fun dressing up Aliyah as I told the boys the situation in the store. They handed me beer. "No I can't. I have to be a good father for Aliyah not a drunk one." I shook my head.