Adopted By Haylor + Bk1 (HaylorFF) (Completed) (Edited)

Chapter 4 ~ Darcy~Taylor Styles *Edited*

Harry’s POV:

(Out Baby Clothes Shopping)

“I can’t believe you did that.” Taylor says to me as we go shopping for tiny baby things. Not my kind of shopping.

“Do you really want to call her ShyKira?” I ask in disbelief, I blink at her, I have no intention to be sweet, I decide I have to take the get to the point approach, if I am to survive through this.

“I no… I don’t want to call her that. It’s just that you put my name on her name and Styles her last name. Is Styles...” She says to me. I pick up a tiny piece of clothing and shiver.

“You’re her mum aren’t you?” I ask her and put the clothing back on the rack.

“And you’re her father?” she asks and I shiver at the use of the expression.

“I guess I am, I’m not use to that that term yet,” I explain to her.

“And you think I am?” she asks her eyebrows lift up slightly, in a sweet kind of way with a cute look. Tell me that’s not her natural look, tell me that look want make me fall for her all over again. I shake the thought away.

“No.” I answer and try not to look at her in the face again.

“Well you’re right.” She says “What do you think?” she asks and holds up a cute little pink suit in front of my face.

“Fine I guess,” I admit I’m not really looking at it closely, to which she folds it up and puts back.

“I can’t believe this,” she says “I can’t believe I’m forced back with you.”

“I can’t believe it either, when I thought were never ever getting back together.” I state, she smiles and I know she’s thinking about the song she wrote about me when we broke up.

“Oh I begged to get back together with you.” she says sarcastically her eyes roll around,m seriously cute. 

“Lets not argue.” I say softly trying to avoid the whole break up heartbreak issue.

“Lets not” she agrees.

“You’re not into this type of shopping?” She enquires, as we walk down a few more aisles, packed with baby goodies. She holds up yet another piece of clothing in front of my face, asking for my approval.

“Nope.” I say to her. “Not manly enough for me.”

“Well what do you like to do then?” She asks.

“Freedom...” I say truthfully.

“Your swapping that for being a stay at home Daddy now.” she giggles, she seems so relaxed.

“You’re taking this easy.” I tell her.

“Take life as it comes.” she says smoothly.

“Well I do that, but it normally doesn’t turn out like this.” I say to her.

 We leave the store with five pieces of clothing.

Taylor drives us back to our “Home” I can’t believe this. I have to pretend to be a Dad! I’m nineteen years old. Taylor is twenty-two its more likely she be a Mum! I’m not even ready to commit. Or to be a good role model, or settle down with anyone, let alone the girl who broke my heart. But I’m being forced to with a girl I broke up with thats the reality of the whole situation. Oh man! Stupid managers. All to have some publicity, I mean wow... This is harsh, couldn't they find another way?