Finding Change

Meet Florence de Vere. Flo for short. She's from one of the richest families in London, her parents wanting her to take on the family business. But she has other ideas. She wants to sing, much to her mothers dismay. She's never fit into her mothers lifestyle, the formal dresses and boring parties.
Meet Harry Styles. Part of the big boyband One Direction. 5 years ago his life changed, when he became part of the best thing in his life. But his life took a change for the worst. He started hanging around with the wrong crowd, smoking things he shouldn't, doing things that he shouldn't, piercing and tattooing his body. The other boys try and support him but his job may be coming to an end.
When these two people meet for a one night stand, could both individuals get something they both want out of the result?


10. Chapter 10

I pull the dress over my head and pull it down so it rests just above my knees. Maddy had lent me one of her old dresses, one that would make my bump look as small as possible. It was a black dress with a band just under my boobs so the dress could flow out over my bump. 
I put on a pair of small black kitten heels and grabbed a grey shawl, putting it around my shoulders. I applied some lipgloss to my lips and made sure my makeup was applied properly. I don't know why but I was quite nervous, I haven't been on any dates before, coming from an all girls college, so I have no idea what to expect. 
I get my purse and make my way downstairs.

"Where are you going?" I hear Harry say. He walks out of the kitchen, looking me up and down.
"On a date," I say hesitantly.

"What?" He asks. I look at him and his jaw clenches and his dark eyes look at me.

"I'm going out," I tell him again.

"With who?" He asks, getting angrier.

 "Someone I met," I reply back.

"Tell me who!" He says louder, taking a step towards me. I take a step back.

"He's called Tom!" I shout back at him.

"You're pregnant! You can't go out on dates!" He yells back. I just saw red.

 "What?! So you're allowed out every night but I can't go out on one night?!" I scream at him.

"No! You're not allowed!" He shouts, his fists clenched.

"Fuck you Harry!" I shout, opening the door. I slam it shut and run my hands through my hair. I got in my car and started driving. 
I couldn't actually believe that Harry had told me what I couldn't do. What the hell was wrong with him, why was he allowed to do what he wanted and I wasn't? 
I tried to forget about the whole thing for a while as I drove to the restaurant, I didn't want it ruining my date. 
When I arrived Tom was already sitting there. "I'm so sorry I'm late," I tell him as he stands up. He pulls my chair out and pushes it back in when I'm sat down.

"No problem, are you alright?" He asks. I must look a little stressed.

"Yeah just problems," I laugh lightly. I order a small glass of wine and settle in. "Wow you look beautiful," he says. I look at him and tonight he's wearing a white shirt, with the top buttons undone, showing his toned chest. His sleeves are rolled up showing off his strong muscles. He was also wearing a pair of black pants and some black shoes. He has spiked his hair up in a quiff and his eyes are sparkling.

"You don't look too bad yourself," I smile at him. The conversation throughout the night was easy and it flowed well. He was always asking me questions, about my family and my music and I got the same amount of information in return. I learnt so much about him. After dessert came the question I dreaded the most. 

 "So you're pregnant," he smiles.

"Haha yeah, can you tell?" I joke back.

"How did it happen?" He asks sincerely. I decided to tell him everything.

"I was pretty drunk and we met in a club. It was stupid really. But now I live with the guy because he wants to look after us. He bought me a house," I say. He looks surprised.

"He bought you a house?" He asks shocked.

"Hmmmm," I say, taking a sip of my drink.

"Is he rich or something?" Tom asks me.

"He's Harry Styles," I say abruptly, waiting for his reaction. He kind of just looks at me as though I'm joking.

"You're kidding? Wow so that's Harry Styles' kid?" He laughs pointing at my belly. I hadn't really looked at it that way before.

"Yeah I guess it is," I laugh back.

"So there's nothing going on with you guys?" He asks seriously. And honestly I didn't know myself. Sometimes Harry was nice and sweet and others he was horrible.

 "No nothing's going on. He's just protective over me. We had a fight earlier, that's why I was late," I tell him.

"Ahhh that's why you wanted to meet me here," he smiles. "I totally understand, I wouldn't want to piss him off."
I laugh as the waiter comes with our bill. I get my purse out.

"Hey I'm paying. It's a date remember," Tom smiles giving my money back to me.

"Thank you," I grin at him.

"So would you like to come back to my place?" Tom asks me hopefully.

"I really shouldn't," I tell him. Harry wouldn't like that at all.

"Listen I won't hit on you or anything, I respect you too much," he says, putting my shawl around my shoulders.

"Okay yeah, that'd be nice," I tell him. Screw Harry.  

 We go to Tom's apartment and he's right, he doesn't try anything. We sit with a glass of wine and chat about more and more. About my dreams, what I want to do when I'm older, my fight with my family. I learn more about his family, and that he wants he be a personal trainer. 
I eventually look at my watch and it's half twelve.

"I'd better be getting home," I tell him. Luckily I hadn't had too much that I couldn't drive home. He walked me to my car but I stopped as I was about to get in.

"Just one more question," I tell him. He looks at me confused. "Why are you so interested in me if I'm pregnant?" I ask. He smiles and leans in.

"There's just something about you Flo," he laughs. He gives me a nice light kiss on the lips and then I slip into the car. What an interesting night. That shows Harry that I can date whilst I'm still pregnant. 
When I arrive back none of the lights are on in the house. Harry must have gone to sleep. I open the door quietly and lock it behind me.

"Where the fuck have you been?" I hear a low voice say behind me. I spin round and I can see Harry's silhouette from the lamps.

"I told you. I was on a date," I say, pushing past him into the living room. But he grabs my arm and pulls me towards him.

"Don't tell me you went to a restaurant for five hours," he growls. "You went back to his didn't you?" I can smell the alcohol on Harry's breath and his fingers and digging into my arm painfully. I don't reply, just keep looking ahead of me. "Didn't you?!" Harry asks again, louder this time.

"Yes I did!" I shout at him. I yank my arm out of his grasp and turn to face him. His eyes are black and his jaw is set in a straight line.

"Did you have sex with him? Did you do it with my child inside of you?!" He yells, getting louder.

"We didn't do anything!" I scream back at him. I didn't like this Harry, I couldn't tell what he was going to do next.  

 "I don't believe you. He just wants to take advantage of you Flo!" He replies.

"Don't talk shit about him when you don't even know him!" I shout back. Harry roughly takes my arms, making me whimper slightly.

"That child is mine! I don't want it to be anyone else's!" He shouts in my face. Tears form in my eyes as my heart beats louder. Truthfully I was scared. I was scared for myself and for my baby.

"Please let me go," I whimper, a tear falling down my face. 
Harry's face changes immediately. He stops frowning and his lips part. His grip on my arms softens.

"Flo.." He says softly but I pull away from him. I wipe the stupid tears off my face.

"I can't stay here Harry," I tell him, my voice wobbling a little. His face falls and he realises what he's just done.

"Flo please. I'm so sorry. I wasn't thinking right. Please just stay," he says walking towards me.

"Harry I have my own life. Just because you're the father of this baby doesn't mean you have the right to tell me what to do," I tell him, glad he's calmed down.

"I know Flo, I know that. I was just jealous," he says. He walks towards me and puts his hands on my bump. "I love.." He starts but hesitates. "I love this baby Flo, I want to be here for it," he says.

"And what about me? You get the baby, you have get me too," I tell him. 

"I care for you Flo, I just don't want anything to happen to you," he says, looking down at me. I look him in the eyes and the darkness from before has dissolved into his normal sparkling eyes.

"I'll stay, but I get a life of my own too Harry, please understand that," I tell him. He hugs me, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. I wrap mine around his neck and nuzzle into his hair.

"I'm sorry," he murmurs.

"I know," I reply.

"Let's go to bed," he says. I look at him alarmed.

"Not like that! That's how it all started," he smiles. He takes my hand and leads me upstairs. I get changed into a t-shirt and shorts and go to Harry's room. He's already in bed and he pulls the cover up. I slide in beside him, feeling the heat radiating off him immediately.

"Goodnight Harry," I say, turning the lamp off next to us. I feel something warm take my hand and then Harry's fingers entwine around mine. 
Eventually listening to Harry's snoring I fell into a deep blissful sleep.

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