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It has been 9 months since Harry had found out that he was pregnant with Michael's child but Michael had left him before he even had the chance to tell him that he's pregnant. He has been thinking to himself that he should get into another relationship, seeing that his last relationship with his ex-boyfriend didn't go so well and he runs his hand through his hair frustratingly and he takes a deep breath, thinking to himself if he'll ever be good enough for anyone, but he feels like he's not going to. He always gets left behind and heartbroken and left crying. He rubs his eyes a little and sighs softly and he bites his lip softly. His friends Luke, Ashton and everyone else including Perrie tell him that everything's going to be alright and he'll find the perfect one for him that will treat him better than his ex did.

Brendon was walking around town in disguise because when you're famous, what else can you do? He walked into a coffee shop and got a chai latte. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a man with middle-length hair and a small baby in his arms. He walked over with his coffee and sat with him. "Waiting on the girlfriend, Harry?"

Harry was startled a little as he looked at the man in front of him. "Yeah, I guess you could say that." he gave him a small smile as he held his squirming daughter in his arms and moved a strand of hair that fell down in front his face.

"Do you know who I am?" He asked, hoping that he would recognize him. "And why aren't you disguised?" He raised a brow in question, wondering why Harry isn't in disguise in a place like this.

"I don't know. Should I?" Harry asked as he scratched the back of his neck nervously.

"Of course! I'm sure that I've met you somewhere before, Harry. I'm Brendon Urie, lead singer of Panic! at the Disco." He said, smiling softly at him.

He squeaked a little as he looked at him. "Oh yeah! Now I remember. We have met before I had went on tour." he bites on his bottom lip softly, obviously embarrassed for forgetting who he is.

"Very briefly, but yes. It's so nice to finally talk to you. How's life?" He smiles and leans into the chair.

Harry covered his mouth as a small giggle escaped his lips. "My life's been better since you've arrived." he says with a small smile on his lips.

"As was mine. Sarah left me for some Russian guy.. not like I care honestly, I was never around her. Who's kid is that anyway?" He asked when he saw Darcy in Harry's arms.

"She's my ex Michael's. I didn't even get the chance to tell him about her before he left me." Harry said as he sniffled a little.

"Oh, so you were pregnant? I didn't think that it was even possible for men. But hey whatever works!" He laughs his adorable sexy laugh.

"It was a one time thing. I knew that he wasn't the one for me anyway." he looks down as he sniffles quietly.

"Oh well maybe the right one is closer than you think. I've already been divorced and I'm not even 30 yet!" He giggles.

Harry looked up at Brendon as he bites down on his bottom lip softly to tease him a little. "Maybe so."

Brendon smiled softly at him and licks his top lip. "Mind if I do something?" He says, looking into his eyes.

Harry nods before licking on his bottom lip. "Sure." he says nervously as he looks into his eyes.

He then stands, walking over to him, and he kisses him on the lips deeply.

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