Harry pov
I have a daughter.
Me and Megan had a baby girl. She had to go through all that without me.
What have I done. I left the love of my life who was carrying my beautiful baby girl. I did what management told me. To protect her but now she hates me.
And I made my little girl cry, I hurt her. I did that, me.
Megan's pov
I woke to the sound of darcy crying. I rolled over sleepily checking the time.
03.56
I slumped out of bed groggily finding my way to darcys nursery in the dark.
I saw a dark figure stood at the end of the room and started to panic. Darcys crying began to die down as a song singing voice filled the room.
The voice was sweet and angelic, soft and calm yet deep and husky. I knew that voice and it wasn't louis'.
"W w who the hell are you?" I asked catiously. I flicked the light switch and the room lit up revealing a tall well built figure with a dark brown mop of brown hair.
Harry.
"Why the hell are you here harry?"
He turned to face me with a sad smile. I looked to see darcy fast asleep cuddling into his chest.
Wow darcy would never go to strangers she was really clingy how the hell did he do that.
I reached my arms out to take her from harry but he stepped back cuddling her closer.
"Megan we need to talk"
"I have nothing to say to you." I could see him trying to mask the pain and hurt that one sentence caused him. He stepped towards me as I looked down at my feet I felt his warm breath fan my face as he was now only inches away from me.
"I never stopped loving you, do you know that?"
The words made my breathing hitch, but I knew I couldn't believe him. He left you Megan don't fall for his lies again. Don't let him wrap you around his little finger your better than that, and you have darcy now she needs to come first.
"No, you did, you left me for a middle aged slut remember?" My voice was calm but you could hear the venomous hate towards harry.
"That's not fair."
"No Harry what's not fair is that for the past two years I had to bring up darcy without you while you were out partying and fucking sluts. What's not fair is that day at the airport I stood there about to announce we are having a baby in less that six months and you show up with that wrinkley old age pensioner while she laughed in my face and you told me you didn't love me. I would say that it wasn't fair on darcy not having a dad but she does have a dad, she has Louis who has been more of a dad than you will ever be, do you know why? Because he was there when I cried and cried for you, he was there when I went to my scans and check ups, he was there to feel her kick for the first time. He held my hand and cheered me on when I was giving birth, he cried when he held her for the first time. Got up to do night feeds and change her nappy letting me sleep because he knew how exhausted I was. He rocked her to sleep when she wouldn't stop crying. Filmed every first words and step and crawl. Bought her teddies and dolls spoiling her rotten, not because he had to but because he wanted to. He was there when you weren't, he cared when you didnt. He is her dad your just a sperm donor."
I looked up sighing after my rant and saw something I had never seen before. Harry styles crying.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't realise how much I've missed. I am so sorry let me make it up to you both! I want to be darcy's dad like I should be."
"No harry, being a parent isn't a part time job, you can't just waltz in and pretend to be dad of the year."
