Back For You《 H.S. 》

Chapter 5

"Mummy." I felt a tickle against my ear making my eyes flutter open.

"Harry?" I sat up and saw Harry laying next to me. " What are you doing here?" I asked. You know, that's kind of creepy, waking up to hi whispering in my ear.

"Uh, I don't know. Just came I guess." he shrugged. Just came? He just came? How'd he even get in. "I found that key on the doorframe, that's typical Rose. You should be more safe. Infact I know where you'd be more safe, my place." he smiled cheezily making me push him out of the bed. "Ow!" he groaned. I hopped out of bed.

"Don't look." I ran to my drawer looking for some sweats. I slept in my underwear, and bra and didn't want Harry to see.

"It's not like I haven't seen it all before." I felt him behind me. I put a shirt over my head and pulled it down. I fixed my bra and pulled on some sweat pants. When I turned around I ran into Harry's chest.

"I said not to look." I gritted through clenched teeth.

"And I said it's not like I haven't seen it all before, so why the rush?" he looked down at me. I was extremley short like 5 inches shorter then him. "Did you think about it?" he asked as I pushed past him.

"Yep!" I turned to face him "And my answer is...no." I walked out of the room and across the hall to Prim's room. I heard Harry's footsteps behind me.

"Mummy! Daddy!" she was wide awake and standing up in her crib. I picked her up and spun her around. 

"Hey boo." Harry came up behind me. I walked to her closet feeling them play behind my back. Uhm..."Pink dress or purple leggings?" I asked anyone who was listening.

"Is it my poodle pink dress?" she asked

"No the lolipop one." I looked over the dress.

"Leggings!" she exclaimed.

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"Take my hand, we can't have you running into the road!" Prim grabbed 2 of my fingers with her small hands. 

"What happened to daddy?" she asked.

"He got in his car to get home, were taking a taxi." I called for a taxi. We slid in and I gave the driver his adress.

"Hello Mr. Cowell." I shook the famous music producer's hand.

"You can call me Simon." he told me. He seemed nice, nicer then how he was on like X Factor, or American Idol. I though he'd be mean but he's reall nice. "So we seem to have a problem." he sat down in front of me. "That's Harry's baby." he pointed to the sleeping Prim in my arms.

"Yes..." I nodded my head slowly.

"Harry has a girlfriend...Taylor Swift. They're not breaking up, so we have to find a way for you to be secret. From everyone." 

"Well I can stay here, and when Harry comes to New York he can visit, secretly of course." Harry glared at me.

"Well that's not going to be often, he's going on tour next month and wont be able to come to New York all the time." That's just what Harry said.

"Yeah...that's what he said."

"How about this...we move you in with Harry." and that's exactly what he said.

"No, I'm alright staying where I am." Ipouted my lips.

"Why? Would you rather stay in that space alone, when you can have the father of your baby there with you?" he has a point.

"I don't know, I just don't want to move back there." I muttered.

"Where's your mother?" he asked, making me wince. Harry froze suddenly, as did I. 

"My mom...she died years ago." I answered his question.

"Dad?" he asked.

"I don't know my dad, never have, never will." I gritted.

"I'm so sorry Rose." he smiled sweetly. "But can you do everyone, 1 favor and move with him?" he asked. I thought about it for a second, move in with Harry Styles, aka the father of my baby. Live luxoury, not in the little dump I have. With harry there part time, being able to see his daughter. It doesn't sound so bad, so why did I want to say no s bad.

"Sure." I gritted through gritted teeth. My mind is saying yes, but my body is saying no. I'm so confused.

"Ok. Well you must get packed quickly, they're leaving tomorrow afternoon." he stood up and checked his watch. "Great meeting you Rosemarie." he waved before his secuirity walked out of the door.

"Are you ok?" Harry asked. He waved his hand in my face, trying to get me to look somewhere else but that wall right behind the chair Simon just go tout of. No! I'm not ok, I'm a confused little girl who doesn't know if I just made the right desicion. "You don't have to pack, I can have someone do that for you." 

"No, I need to go home. I have to say bye to everyone." I stood up.

"Everyone?" he asked.

"Yes, my foster mom, bestfriend, brothers and sisters, everyone." Harry blinked a couple of times before looking down innocently.

"I'm sorry, do you want me to help you pack?" he asked.

"I don't care anymore." I stomped out of the suite.

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Picture on the side, is Rosemarie.------------------------------->