Change My Mind

The Truth

My grip on Niall's hand hardened. Harry Styles?! This was the band Harry was in?! 

I gulped. "Harry, this is Olivia." Niall said as he moved out of the way so Harry could see me. Harry's eyes widened at the sight of me.

He jumped out of his seat and looked at me from head to toe. "Olivia?" he asked dumbfounded. I nodded my head. "Uh, yeah. That's my name! Heh, ah, Olivia Morgan." I replied.

"Niall, can you go get me something to drink?" I asked. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, be right back." he said.

Niall walked away and Harry crossed his arms. "What are you doing here?" he asked me. I shifted my feet awkwardly. "I'm here with Niall." I said.

"I can see that. How did you meet him?" he said. "I bumped into him on the street." I replied. Harry shook his head and shoved his hands in his pockets.

"Where did you go? I haven't seen you in two years, besides the fact that you left me without an explanation. When I called your phone, you didn't answer, and when I came home, you weren't there. Do you know what you put me through, Olivia?" he muttered.

The tears started stinging my eyes, and all I could think about was Aubree and how Niall couldn't know Harry was the father.

"I know, and I'm so sorry." I whispered. He laughed sharply. "Can you please tell me why you left? I've been wondering that for years." he begged.

I knew I had to tell him the truth. I couldn't hide it from him. If he ever met Aubree, he would instantly recognize the similar brunnette, bouncy curls that he has.

"Look, Niall will be back any second, and I really don't want him to know I ever knew you, okay? I might have something going to for me. I don't want you to ruin it." I snapped.

"Are you serious!? Me, ruin things for you? How dare you say that?! When I came home, from one of the most amazing things in my life, the other amazing thing in my life was GONE. Poof, vanished as if nothing ever happened between us!" he yelled.

No one turned to look our way, the music was too loud. 

"Harry! Just stop! Yes, I know we have to talk. I want to sort everything out with you, but not here." I explained.

Harry's face turned red and he pouted his lips like he always did when he was angry.

"I loved you, Liv. You told me you loved me too.. What happened that you felt you needed to leave? Was it someone else?" he asked.

I sighed. "Give me your number. I'll call you tonight.." I mumbled.

"No. I want to do this in person." he said. 

I nodded. "Okay. Let me text Niall and tell him I had to take a call outside." I said. I sent the text and put my phone back into my pocket.

"Okay, let's go outside and talk." I said, looking up at Harry. He nodded and led the way outside. "We'll just go in my car. We won't be disturbed. And I'll only keep you for like, ten minutes. I don't want Niall to suspect anything." he said.

I just kept following him and we walked up to a real nice black car. He pulled keys out of his pocket and unlocked the car. I walked around and got in the passenger seat.

"So what do you want to know?" I asked. Harry sighed and rested his hands on his lap. "Everything." he responded.

"Alright.. Well, the Tuesday before you left for the X-Factor auditions, I found out I was pregnant." I admitted. Harry's head snapped up and he looked at me.

"You were.. pregnant?" he asked. I nodded and wiped a tear from my eye. "I didn't want you to get all worked up and not go audition. I knew it meant a lot to you.. So I decided to keep it to myself. Then I figured by the time you auditioned, and if you made it, you'd have better things going for you. You wouldn't need a girlfriend and a baby." I continued.

"But then I realized how nice of a person you were, and how you wouldn't audition if you knew about the baby.. I knew you'd stay with me." 

Harry nodded silently and I continued talking.

"So right after you left, I packed up my things and left Holmes Chapel. I went to go live with my sister in London. I've been living there ever since.." I trailed off.

"What about the baby...?" Harry asked.

I looked into his eyes and smiled softly. "Her name is Aubree.. She looks just like you." I said.

Harry's lip quivered and he covered his face with his hands.

"I'm sorry I never told you. I didn't want to ruin your career and everything you had going for you." I whispered.

Harry dropped his hands into his lap and turned to me. "These past two years have been complete and utter hell for me. I was so worried that you'd died, Liv. I missed you so much and I tried texting and calling you everyday and every night." he cried.

"I didn't answer because I also changed my number.." I said.

Harry shook his head. "I loved you so much. And now you're telling me I have a daughter... I was a father at sixteen years old.. Olivia, you should have told me! I would have stayed home. I would have helped you. I would never have let you go through what you probably went through. You meant the world to me!" he said.

He started crying and I reached over and wrapped my arms around his neck like I used to. "I loved you too. That's why I left." I said.

Harry buried his face in my shoulder and sobbed. "Don't cry... Do you want to see a picture of her?" I asked. Harry wiped his eyes and nodded. 

"Yeah.. please." he said. I pulled out my phone and clicked on a picture of her. "I took it this morning." I said.

Aubree was sitting on the ground playing with a toy. "She's beautiful.." Harry said. I smiled. "Yeah.. She really is. Her first word was DaDa." I said.

Harry smiled, too and said, "We should probably get back to the party. Niall will be waiting."

And that's exactly what we did. I went in a few minutes before Harry so Niall didn't get suspicious.

When I met up with Niall, we contiuned to have fun and he even kissed me on the cheek when he dropped me off at  my sister's house.

Niall was really sweet, and now that things were cool between me and Harry, I didn't feel so bad about being with Niall. It wasn't like Harry was going to tell him, "Oh, by the way, the girl you're seeing is my ex-girlfriend, and we have a baby together." 

I planned on having Niall over in a few days to meet Aubree. Let's just hope he likes her as much as I think he likes me.