Baby Daddy H.S.

Rosie Edwards and her sister Emily, find Eleanor, a good friend on a bad evening in New York City. Thousands of fans crowd them because it's the night of Madison Square Garden. But when Rosie slips, falling into the arms of Mr. Styles himself, could he find her three years later with his child?


1. In the Beginning

 My name is Rosa or Rosalie Edwards. I'm a high school grad and I live in New York, right in the big city.  I live with my German Shepard, Sadie. Other than that and my half living here sister, I live alone. I am a model. I don't have any specific companies I model for, I just get called to do it, get my shit together, and go. By the way, my sister's name is Emily. I can barley live in here myself, let alone with my sister because I have a two bedroom apartment and my other "bedroom" is an office and also a "part time" recording studio. Yes, I love to sing. I sing my heart out. I used to write songs but all of them burned in a fire that killed my parents and my oldest sibling, my brother, Emmett. He was only 20 at the time, I was 16, while my sister was 18.  My sister half lives here because her now husband, is very mean and abusive. They got married in a church so he gave her the guilt trip when she claimed that a divorce would be best. So then, he basically raped her, she gave little to no consent, and she got pregnant. Now, she is forced to stay with him. He, knowing him personally, will leave her with the baby to suffer. But hey, I'm no psychic, just a model. Anyways, more boringness, I am now 19, almost 20, and I have auburn hair with blue eyes, a tanner body, and that's really it.

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"Rose, c'mon, lets go to the bar tonight, have some fun, meet some guys!" , Emily persuaded. I guess it wouldn't be that bad, but I still can't drink. And anyways, that boyband One Direction is here for Madison Square Garden and those fans are going to get to their hotel and try to rape them. "Sorry Em, I gotta do something, important, in my room." I said, making the world's most lamest excuse. Then I thought of a good excuse. "Wait, you cab't go anyways, you're pregnant! Boom shit!" I said. I could hear her say a muffled 'Fuck'. She only had a baby bump so she wasn't fat or anything, but still, the baby. "How about, instead of the bar, we go buy baby clothes for little munchkin!" I encouraged and she tried to look enthusiastic about doing something but oh well. 

We walked to the garage, all the fans were here, and the paparazzi. Shit, but why? Oh ya, that's right. Eleanor Cadler is one of my 'Modeling Buddies' and she lives here so she must be with Louis. And there she was. Wow, I have never seen Louis in real life or anything, but now I have. She hurried over to me with Louis clinging to her, almost like he was going to gnaw her arm the fuck off. "Hey girls!" She said hugging us. "Sorry about the paps and fans, just heading to the big black van." She pointed out a black van and you could hear a ruckus from four other rowdy boys. "Hey, you guys wanna come to the show tonight? Louis asked. Wow, famous people talk to me now! Damn! "Erm, ya sure!" I said tugging my sister's hand.  She nodded as we headed over to the big van. I recognized them all. I think. Wait, no. That's Niall, Liam, Zayn, and Louis over there but who's that? I thought to myself. The curly haired boy was talking away. I wan't a Directioner until now. I decided to squeeze in next to him, to get a better view of what this guy's all about. "Hi, I'm Rosie." I said putting my hand out.



Hey juicy strawberries! So tell me what ya'lls are thinkin in those blonde (nothing against blondes or anything nothing personal) brains JUST KIDDING! But seriously, tell me and dont ask why paparazzi is big because i dont know. ;-)

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