18 & Married (Harry Styles) By Trishawrites

Chapter 22-Grandkids?!

Taylor's POV.

'Mrs. Styles, This is your father's secretary and he wanted me to tell you that he wants to see you and Mr. Styles tonight at the big M. He heard about Mr. Styles' tour around NZ and Australia. He just wants to talk to you both about some important things. See you soon.

-Mary'

I sprinted out of Starbucks, yelling my apologies to Justin and his crew. I jumped in my car and drove off. It's only been an hour or so since Harry and I's encounter earlier, I hope he's sober now.

I pulled up in front of the Big Mansion, immediately climbing out of the car. I made my way to the door but I stopped dead on my tracks.

Shit, Harry!

I fished my phone out of my bag and dialed his number. Yes, I know his number by heart. Is that bad?

Two rings and he picked up.

"Harry.. Please tell me you-"

"Hey, babe. Where are you? Dad and I have been waiting for you.." Oh. So, he's inside with Dad.. Dad.

"Still drunk?" I asked, please say no.

"No, babe.. Are you here yet?" He asked, he was obviously trying to sound happy and excited. I am still upset but he's with Dad right now so I have to play it cool as well.

"Be there in a minute." We both hung up.

I made my way inside and was greeted by a beaming Lucy. We exchanged hugs and caught up a bit. She told me "my boys" are in the Dining Room, waiting for me. So, I went there and saw Harry laughing along with my Dad. Both eating..

"Princess, Sorry.. we started eating already. Both Harry and I were hungry." He laughed giving me a hug. I told him I missed him and complimented his new hair cut. I didn't wanna but I gave Harry a forced hug and kiss.

I honestly don't even know what we were eating but it was really good. I just took a large bite of it when my Dad spoke, "So.. when am I going to be a Grandad?"

I choked and so did Harry, I drank all my water and stared at him in disbelief. "Dad.. we just got married and we're only 18! We're only 18.. & Married!"

"I know, Princess. But, Harry will be gone for 3 months! At least if you get pregnant now, He'll be here to take care of you when he gets back before you give birth." He paused for a minute, looking at Harry and then me. "Plus, I'm getting old, Taylor. I really want grandkids."

Grandkids.

Kids.

KIDS.

"I.. don't know, Dad." I stared at Harry for a moment then back at my food. "I don't even think this marriage is working.." I mumbled under my breath.

"What's that, Princess?" My Dad asked, taking a spoonful of his food. "Nothing." I forced a smile. I glanced at Harry and his face fell. He probably heard me.. shit.

"Well. Think about it, Taylor. What do you say, Harry?" Dad asked him, staring at Harry intently. He clasped his hands together, looking straight him in the eyes. "You know what, Dad.. That is a brilliant idea!" He beamed.

I, once again, choked on my food.

What the fuck.

We're not ready yet! I shot him a look and he just smiled at me. Prick! "Amazing! I'm glad, Harry. I really am.." He smiled at him. Dad.. SMILING. Oh lord, he really wants grandkids. "So, you guys should go now and make babies!" He said bluntly, causing me to choke once again.

I have got to stop eating while Dad's talking. Are they trying to kill me or something? And Harry.. damn, He can not be serious. After earlier? Yeah, like he's gonna get some.