Mistake.

Chapter 8

HARRY

"Yeah baby, Daddy's here, my angel." I whispered into her hair, the baby cuddling into my chest with a content coo going past her lips.

The room was absolutely silent, aside from Scarlett's occasional coos. I didn't really Kay much attention as to why everyone had gone silent, I simply focused on my daughter.

I bounced Scarlett up and down lightly, causing her to shriek in delight, which then caused a smile to break across my face at hearing my daughter's laughter.

"Da," She babbled preciously. Smiling down at her adoringly, I nosed into her hair. "What's the matter, squirt? Is that all you're going to be saying?" I laughed softly, caressing her tiny feet with the tips of my fingers which appeared to have tickled her gentle skin, seeing as she began to kick and squirm in my hold comically.

"Let's go sit down," I murmured to her, though I was already reaching the love seat, where I plopped down with Scarlett sitting on my lap.

Okay, I lied about not caring about the weird silence; it's driving me crazy! I hate being in a room that's full of people, yet nobody is talking.

"Can someone please tell me why you all went silent all of a sudden?" I asked, finally giving in to my curiosity, settling Scarlett so she was standing on my lap, facing me.

"You actually tended to your daughter Harry. I speak for all of us when I say I'm truly shocked." Liam was the first one of the group to speak, his voice gentle.

Quirking an eyebrow at the Wolverhampton lad, I turned my body so I was facing Alexandra, who was sitting on top of the coffee table with Louis rubbing her shoulders.

"Are you mad?" I inquired the brunette who's eyes locked with my own as I spoke to her.

"Why would I be?" She frowned curiously. "Everyone seems to be in disbelief by the fact that I'm spending time with my daughter, I thought you'd be mad or something." I stated what I assumed to be the obvious, motioning to the gurgling girl in my arms.

Alexandra let out a small laugh. "I'm not mad, Harry. I'm quite thrilled you're spending time with Scarlett, if I'm being honest." She promised kindly, cooing softly at Scarlett who was playing with her hands.

Scar squealed in delight when she saw her Mum, her tiny hands now coming to rest in my nose as she leaned toward her mother.

"Hi beautiful! Are you playing with Daddy's nose?" She cooed at our daughter. Alexandra has gotten up from the table and was now closing the small distance between us as she came to take Scarlett into her own arms when the baby began to whine for her mother's attention.

"What are you doing Scarlett Anne?" She laughed as Scarlett huffed cutely against Alexandra's shoulder.

By now, everything had gone back to normal and the lads and Sophia had each engaged one another in distinctive conversations.

"I'm gonna go ahead and change her. If you want to come with us into the room," Alexandra announced, turning around on her heel and walking in the direction of her bedroom.

"You can change her nappy, if you'd like. I've just got to go ahead and grab her clothes." Alexandra smiled warmly, to which I bolder and walked towards the bed, Scarlett laying in the middle of the bed pulling at her shirt.

Whilst I cha he's her out of her soiled nappy and into her new one, Scarlett was pouting and whining pitifully.

"We're almost done, baby." I tried to soothe, watching as my daughter squirmed on the bed, trying to turn on her tummy.