*/*/* Caroline's POV */*/*
"I'll miss you" I van reached down to peck my lips.
"Me too. Emilie and I will be waiting here for you. Take care and come back home safe" I smiled up at the marine.
"Just a few weeks honey then I'll be back for our wedding" Ivan kissed my lip once more.
"Yeah" I exhaled not believing that I am going to get married in a few weeks.
Emilie cried the whole way home. She didn't want her dad to leave she never does but it's something we have to get used to. It's scary to know that Ivan is far away and we will never know if he will come back home.
"I want daddy!!" Emilie screamed.
"Em daddy left for work. Do you want to go to the park?" I asked patiently. For some magical reason I am very patient with children even more when Em was born.
Flashback
"Caroline come help he she keeps on crying and she won't drink her milk" Ivan asked desperately for help in the middle of the night.
"Ivan just because a baby is crying doesn't mean that it want food sometimes you just have to show her some love" I took Emilie in my arm and started rocking her back and forth sing to her softly.
Ivan just stood there analyzing what I am doing with Em. Slowly Emilie started closing her eyes and her breathing started getting softer and softer while my singing got lower.
End of Flashback
"No! I want Hawwie!" Emilie yelled angrily.
"Emilie I don't know where Harry lives"
"I want Hawwie! I want Hawwie!!" she cried.
"Okay" I took out my phone and dialed Harry's number hoping that it's still the same number as before.
After five rings and the instant cries of Emilie I thanked god that someone answered the call.
"Hello?" I instantly recognized Harry's voice.
"Harry? Its Caroline"
"Hey what' up?" he asked on the other side of the phone.
"Umm...I just called you because... Em wants to see you and she won't stop crying. Do you umm-" I mumbled.
"Yeah of course I do. Come to the hotel it the one next to the Starbucks and subway, okay?"
"That's fine we'll meet you there. Bye. " I hung up the phone taking a huge breath.
Once we got to the hotel I could see Harry sitting outside on a bench playing through his phone and taking some pictures with a few fans. Typical Styles always on his phone and always so nice when it comes to his fans. I smiled at the memory of him always ignoring me while he was on twitter tweeting random things that I just didn't understand what the point on tweeting them was but he always had thousands of re-tweets.
"Hawwie!!" Emilie jumped out of my hold and started running towards her father.
The girls around him just looked at Em as if she was some ordinary little 1D baby fan. What I did not expect was for those fans to look at me and remember who I was. But they did.
"Oh my god! It's Caroline!!" They all screamed like maniacs.
I saw my little girl flinch and started to cry. Harry quickly got up and ran towards Em embracing her and covering her from all of the cameras. Harry then motioned me to go towards him so I did and he grabbed my hand pulling me inside of the hotel while the screaming fans were behind us.
"Mommy!" Emilie cried extending her hands towards me but Harry kept her down so they wouldn't take any pictures of her face.
A few of the fans heard what Emilie called me and they exploded with questions.
"Oh my god Caroline is that your daughter?" One asked.
"Harry is she your daughter? Omg I am going to cry right know" another one panicked fanning herself with her hands.
Ugh why did I agree to come here? I hate the attention mostly when it involves my little girl and these directioners go crazy that I am scared for my daughter.
We finally got up to the elevator and Harry placed Emilie on the ground and she came running towards me with her eyes shining with tears.
"I don't know how you are going to do it Styles but I don't want my daughter to be all over the internet." I rolled my eyes at the boy.
With a sigh Harry responded, "It's not like I have control of the web or those girls' phones. I can't do anything about it. I could only make things better"
"Better? How?" I was irritated.
"Well...I could come out and say that I have a daughter" he said.
"That's your so called better idea?" I rolled my eyes once again at him.
"Stop rolling your eyes at me. And yes that's my idea Caroline; I'm not going to deny my daughter or her mother." He said sternly.
"Fine" I said while walking out of the elevator with Em.
We entered his suite and Emilie seemed to have forgotten everything that happened down at the lobby because she happily jumped onto of the couch and started playing with the T.V remote.
"Are you hungry?" Hazza asked.
"No I'm good thanks" I smiled.
"Okay. Umm want to help me wash my clothes?" he asked with a smirk.
I laughed knowing how bad he is at washing his own clothes. He never seemed to understand that you don't put white socks with colored clothing the socks will come out pink.
"No but I'll observe if you're doing it correctly" I chuckled.
"Fair enough" he smiled grabbing Em and taking her inside a room, I followed behind.
Harry was sitting on the grown with Emilie standing in between his legs. Playful Em started taking off Harry's shoes and socks making Harry laugh.
"Here" Hazza gave me his phone, "take a picture" he said posing for the shot. I took the picture and then gave him back his phone he started typing with a smile on his face.
"Here read" he handed me back his phone. He tweeted the picture:
Harry_Styles: I know the rumor is that I have a daughter and just to say the truth, yes I do. I have a beautiful daughter named Emilie and she has all the looks from her mother, Caroline. ..Sorry Uncle Si (:
A smile overcame me and everything that I was once afraid of left. I knew that Harry was not going to let anybody hurt my little girl, our little princess.
I looked up at him and he just sat there smiling at me as if I were something special to him again.
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