Harry's Home.

7. Anne

A/N: Hi lovelies!! Hope everyone's been well!
I've literally been swamped with uni work so updates have been slow and I'm also going to LA super soon for a little vacation (please comment alllll your recommendations), so updates may not be the quickest.

Just wanted to say thank you so much to everyone who's been reading, so grateful xxxxx

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Love always, S.

Harry's POV
It took me a couple seconds to realise where I was this morning, the room was unfamiliar to the suite that I had been staying at for the last few weeks. Adjusting my eyes to the peering sunlight I realised I was in Aryas room, memories of yesterday flooding my mind.

I met Ella yesterday, I met my daughter yesterday. I was a dad. She was my daughter. I had a daughter. Arya was her mother.

Arya.

It felt oddly comfortable with her, I hadn't known her very well, we only spent a day with eachother yet I found a sense of comfort around her. She made me feel fuzzy inside, she made me feel 'normal', I didnt have to pretend around her or Ella. I don't remember the last time I could be so casual but with the two of them it felt incredible.

I can't believe I tried to kiss her yesterday, well, I kind of do believe it. I'm not surprised I tried. The moment I saw her yesterday that night we spent rushed through my head and all I could basically think of was holding her, kissing her. It was wrong. Wrong in every way, not only was the timing/situation wrong I was about to go and see my child for the first time, but I also had a girlfriend. I hadn't even thought of Olivia in that moment, or yesterday at all. It wasn't until she rang me that I realised I was about to fuck up real bad.

Arya had this grip over me without even knowing it, i often thought about her, I often dreamed about her and I honestly struggled to control myself around her to the point where i insinuated the kiss and she told me she wanted me to kiss her back.

Turning around this morning she was no longer in bed. The blanket on her side of the bed was folded perfectly, the time on her bedside table clock read 8.27am. I had slept in longer than I expected to.

I got out of bed, letting out a yawn and walking towards Arya's bathroom to brush my teeth and take a quick shower. As I got out i decided now would be an apt time to ring my mum, the last time I spoke to her was a few nights ago after I found out that I had a baby.

"Hello sunshine, how are you my baby?" She asked, picking up the phone

"Hi mum, I'm good how are you?" I asked

"Oh you know me, I'm doing well darling. Are you working today?" She asked

"No I actually have a day off today."

"Oh amazing! Took some time out to call your old mother didn't ya?" I could hear her laughing through the phone

I let out a chuckle before continuing "actually, I had to tell you something." I said slowly

"0h lord don't tell me I have another grandchild?"

"What! No Jesus Christ" I huffed while she laughed, "I actually met, I met her." I finished

"Oh my goodness! When?! How?! Are you alright?! Harry Edward Styles, why have I not known about this sooner?!?" She practically screeched through the phone, to the point where I literally had to pull my phone away from my ear.

"Mum calm down first." I chuckled before continuing, "firstly, I met her yesterday. I actually went to see Arya I didn't know what else to do I was just feeling all the emotions and I thought the best way to figure out how to deal with them was to go to Arya. Anyways so I did, and she asked if I wanted to meet Ella, -Ella, my daughters name is Ella. And yeah I said yes. So we met." I spoke