Secret Affair (Harry Styles)

Chapter Forty-Nine

*IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE AT THE END.

Marissa Brook-Styles' P.O.V

"I don't think its a good idea, Marissa." Victoria said, I chuckled loudly and shake my head.

"Why not? Its not like she's hiding something," I paused, "Or is she?"

Victoria pulled me back as I was to continue towards her, "Don't cause a scene. It might be her friend or something." She gushes.

I rolled my eyes. "Friends don't flirt with each other."

"Well, I'm sure as hell father and daughter's don't fuck each other." She bit back. I snorted at her comment and turn towards Liz.

My teeth gritted as I walk towards her. My feet carrying me faster as I reach her. Her brunette curled hair facing me as I stare at her, which could burn holes on her back.

The guy seemed to notice my presence as he look at me questioningly.

"Marissa?"

What the fuck. How did he know me.

As if on cue, Liz spun around with a wide smile on her face. "Marissa! Honey, you're here!" She exclaimed.

"I am." I answered, sarcasm laced through my voice. Liz hugged me and I hug her back awkwardly, she already had a small bump on her belly which makes me want to vomit.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, pulling away.

"The real question is, what are you doing here?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, "With him?"

She laughs as if its the funniest thing in the world. "I nearly forgot, this is my cousin Hansel." She introduced.

"Like the movie?"

"What?" She asked.

"Nothing." I mumbled, sending her cousin a friendly smile.

He seem's friendly though, in the weird way. He had a quiff and a blonde hair. He doesn't look like a typical guy, more like half nerd and half punk. He sure have tattoos but he had a glasses on.

Wait, why am I observing him out.

"Hi, Marissa. Liz has talked so much about you!" He exclaimed, his voice pitchy.

"Um- that's great. I guess?" Victoria snickered in my back as she mumbled something in my ear.

"He's gay." She said.

"So what are you doing here, Marissa? What brings you here?" Liz asked, giving the baby bottles to her cousin Hansel as he put it in the basket.

The sight of the baby bottle makes my stomach turn in a bad way. I don't know why I'm feeling this way. Maybe because of the picture in my mind, with Liz and Harry having a baby together. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to throw my guts out.

"Nothing, we were just looking arou-" I was cutted of by Victoria.

"Marissa is pregnant." My eyes immedietly darted to Victoria who had a smug look on her face.

"What?" Said Liz, totally gobsmacked.

"She's pregant from Ashton's baby." Vic said, I was trying to hard to not jump on top of her and slice her neck out.

"What the hell, Marissa?" Liz seethed. You can literally hear the anger in her voice.

I'm going to kill Victoria.

"I can explain-"

"Does Harry know about this?" She asked, running a hand through her hair in frustration. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now.