The New Girl

Chapter 38 - Unforgivable News

Harry Styles.

After a few drinks, I decided on just going home for the night. I had no idea what would've happened if I had gone to see Daisy right now, so I rather not risk it.

I still couldn't believe what she said, not even for a little bit. If she really is pregnant, that child does not belong to me. I'm known for sleeping around with many, many, many women. I know what it takes to be this good at not getting anyone pregnant. I've slept with way more women than I care to count and have never had this happen to me. Now that Daisy claims or assumes I'm the father of this child right now, I don't know... it seems odd. I know, for a fact, that child is not mine and the only way she'll make me think otherwise is if that test says it is my child. I will never believe anything Daisy says without proof, not even for a split second. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Daisy is a manipulative bitch and cannot be trusted.

The moment I walked into my home, I noticed my mother crying on the sofa. At first, I thought she'd found out that I had gotten Daisy pregnant, which made me uneasy. After stepping into the living room, something told me this had nothing to do with what was going on with me, especially with a very guilty-looking Robin sitting beside her.

Mom, quickly, wiped her tears and stood up, "Harry! You're home early..."

I looked at my sniffling mother, at Robing, then back at my mother. "What's going on here?" I asked, shooting a glare at Robin.

I knew he was the reason my mother had been crying. It was evident in his face, which only made my blood boil. I wanted to punch his brains out, the stressful news Daisy had just given me only adding fuel to the anger already burning within me.

Neither of them said anything, which only got me angrier. "What the fuck did you do to her?!"
I growled, walking towards Robin.

My mother, quickly, placed her two, shaking hands on my chest. "Stop it, please." She whimpered.

Robin stood up and sighed, "There's no need to resort to violence, Harry-"

"Then tell me what the fuck is going on!" I shouted, slowly losing the control I'm trying so desperately to keep.

If there's one thing I hated, it was seeing my mother cry. Knowing Robin was the cause of her tears only made me think the worse thing that could possibly happen. I loved my mother, just like any other person loved their mother, and I would do anything to protect her and keep her away from harm. Right now, the one thing that's harming her was standing right in front of me and I'm prepared to make it go away... no matter how violent it may get.

Robin sighed, "Just tell him, he's not a child anymore... or should I?"

Mom sniffled once more, another tear sliding down her cheek. I could tell talking to me about what just happened was hard for her and I hated seeing her like this.

I sighed, "Mom, let Robin talk for a change. He's the one that caused this, let him explain himself." I snapped, pulling my fragile mother in for a hug.

I wasn't sure what happened and, frankly, I was kind of nervous about finding out. Whatever it was, I'm still going to give Robin here a good beating for making my mother this upset. I've never seen her this way, so whatever he did must have been horrible for my mother to hear.