Harry's POV
Today is the day that I say my last, last goodbye to Carol. It's crazy to think that she was alive just a couple of days ago....Anyway, I take a shower and brush my teeth. I fix my hair to make it very nice and clean.
I change into a black suit, with a white shirt, black pants, and black coat. I wear Carol's favorite tie, which is a black and white tie. I hated this tie, but Carol would like it.I put on my dress socks, then walk to Taylor's room.
She was sleeping quietly, except for a soft snore. Adorable. I pick her up and change her nappy.I thought babies were supposed to keep you up at night, but Taylor slept like a rock. I quickly change her into the dress that Lou picked out.
You can't find any black dresses for a newborn, so we decided on white.
She looked beautiful, we also got a little headband bow. She looks adorable, oh my god.I put her back in her cot, then went down to the kitchen to warm some milk for Taylor.
I cooled it off, then helped Taylor drink it. Some of the milk was coming out of her mouth and I got a towel to wipe off her face. "There you go baby." I whispered as she finished of the milk.The service was at ten in morning at a cemetery, 30 minutes away and it was already nine. I guess it's time we go since there might be traffic.
I got a bag for the baby with a bottle of milk, nappies, an extra dummy, and a towel. I guess I'm ready.
I picked up Taylor and put her in the car, then put her bag next to her. I kissed her forehead, before I closed the door and went into the drivers' seat. "It's going to be a long day, T." I sighed.
I didn't want to cry and I told myself I wasn't going to. Carol would've told me,'Quit, being such a baby and suck it up.'
I miss Carol.
A lot.
And today's the last time I see her. Forever. I always thought I would be the first one to go, but that's not what God planned.It was a long 30 minute ride, until I pulled into parking of a United Methodist church. I turned the car seat into a carrier type thing and carried Taylor in with the shade done.
She was sucking on her dummy and asleep. Man, this girl can sleep and I'm not complaining.
I walked into the church and saw Carol's body, lying there lifeless. Her family was standing in front of it and saying there last goodbyes. I waited in the long line, until it was finally my turn to say my farewells.
"Carol, I'm trying so hard to keep myself together, but I don't know what to do without you. I remember in school, when we would hang out and talk and help each other and get each other into trouble and get in trouble together."I chuckled at our memories.
"I remember when you first told me you were pregnant and who the father was, I was so pissed." I said getting slightly getting mad.Then I pause for a second,"I remember when you told me you were going into labor." I look down at Taylor.
"I remember when you gave birth to your first and only child. Her name is Taylor. I'm trying to take care of her, I'm trying hard to be a dad.""I remember your last words, you said how you were sorry and how you loved and told to tell Taylor and told me to take care of her."
"I remember those last seconds I had with you, you were squeezing my hand so tight. I knew you were scared, you didn't want to die and didn't want to admit. It's funny how you didn't want to admit your feelings, until the very end." I smiled. "I was scared to, what was I going to do with out you?" I say as I start to cry.
"And I still don't know." I frown."What am I going to do?" I ask her dead body. It was like I was going a bit mad.
"I'm trying not to cry because I know you would tell me to suck it up and I'll try. I love you so much and I'm taking care of Taylor." I walked away and shed one last tear.
That was the last of my best friend.
I walk over while carrying Taylor to Eric and Rachel, who were talking to other family member.
"Who is that?" Rachel asks. I smiled.
"This is Carol's baby."
I got a reaction that I wasn't expecting from her.
"WHY WOULD YOU BRING HER HERE?!" She yells at me.
"SHE IS THE REASON FOR CAROL'S DEATH AND YOU BRING IT TO THE FUNERAL. HOW DARE YOU!"
Everyone was looking at us.
"This is just a baby and you blame her for death?" I say, absolutely appalled. I put Taylor's carrier down.
"SHE IS A DISGRACE TO THE FAMILY!" Then, Rachel kicks the carrier which makes it go upside down. She hangs by her arms that are in the seatbelt. Taylor starts to scream from underneath the carrier.I quickly flip the carrier over and take Taylor out and try to calm her down.
Everyone was disgusted by Rachel's actions. Eric was just standing there trying to think of what to do.
"How could you do that to a baby?" I asked, getting angry. "Taylor and I are leaving this family." I'm angry now.
"DON'T YOU EVER COME NEAR US, DO YOU UNDERSTAND? AND IF YOU COME ANY WHERE NEAR US, THEN I'M CALLING THE COPS!" I'm fuming, absolutely livid. I despise her and never want to see her again.
Rachel and her family, just seemed shocked and just stood frozen and silent.
I put Taylor in my left arm while carrying, the carrier in the other.
"I hope your happy." I whispered to Rachel. I start to head for the door.
"I HOPE YOUR ALL HAPPY." I scream before leaving the building.
I walk to the car and buckle Taylor in and walk to the driver's seat.
"I'm so sorry, Taylor. I didn't know they were going to act like that." I told her as I drove home.I actually started crying. "I'm so so so sorry, Taylor. It's been a long day. I had to say good bye to your mummy for last time and your grandparents hurt you. I'm so sorry." I sobbed. I was still driving as careful as possible because Taylor was in the car.
Once we got home, I feed her, changed her nappy and put her to sleep. I went straight to sleep even though it was 12 noon...
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Living The Dream (Adopted By Harry Styles)
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