Harry Styles' Baby

Chapter Two:

*Author's Note!* 

Enjoy!

-Tracy.<3

Nikki ran to the front door and rang the doorbell before I even got her bag out of the backseat.

“Oh, Nikki!” my mum exclaimed, scooping her up in her arms and giving her kisses, causing her to giggle.

“Hey mum,” I give my mum a hug and walk inside, thankfully only being greeted by my family for now.

I hug my older brother, Nick, then his wife, Marissa, then their kid, Zoey and finally my younger brother, Samuel and then I pet the 2 dogs at my feet, Max and Scruffy, they’re relatively new members to the family.

“How are you?” Marissa asks quietly, obviously knowing what I was going to probably have to do later.

I lean over to her ear and whisper as softly as I can, “Stressed the fuck out,” I admit and we both laugh.

“It’s okay, we’re all right here,” she smiles at me, such a warming and kind smile.

“Thank you,” I honestly am glad that I know I’m not alone but I’m worried I will be in a way. I’m worried that after I tell Harry, he’s going to leave me alone again…

Zoey and Nikki occupy themselves with the Barbie dolls on the floor, Nick goes to help my mum and Marissa, Sam and I sit on the couch away from everyone. Sam is 14 and he knows what’s coming up too.

“How the hell are you going to do this?” he asks in a hushed voice.

“I don’t know,” I sigh, “I’m scared I won’t even have time to explain because there is no denying that she is his,”

“Is he going to become part of her life?” Marissa asks and I shrug, honestly not sure.

I’m not sure I want him in her life as much as I think I do. I don’t want him to leave her the same way he left me because Nikki deserves someone who will stay here for her and be a good father figure.

The doorbell rings and I immediately feel sick, I know my face is pale and I’m shaking slightly, Samuel places a hand on my shoulder before going to answer the door as mum instructed him to do.

“I’ll…hold on,” I tell Marissa, I walk around the couch and pick up Nikki from the floor and carry her up to my room, hoping for some sort of distraction and reason to be up there.

“Mummy, why are we in here?” she asks, picking up the fuzzy off the floor.

“I wanted to show you my room,” I smile at her and she walks over to me, “Let’s look at some pictures,” I suggest and pick her up to go look at my small collage of pictures on the wall, “Look, that one is Aunty Chelsea and mummy,” I point to one of the many pictures, she crawls out of my arms and onto the desk beside the collage to continue looking and I go to sit on my bed.

“Where’s Brooklyn?” I hear Anne, Harry's mum, ask.

“I’m not sure, let me ask Marissa,” my mum answers and I hear her walk to the living room, “Brooklyn?” she simply asks.

“She’s in her bedroom with Nikki,” Marissa tells her and this is where my world falls apart.

“Who’s Nikki?” he asks and I groan.

“I’ll go get her,” Sam offers and I hear him come down the hall.

“Anyway, what’s for dinner?” Gemma asks, changing the topic thankfully.

I am not ready for this at all, how do I explain to my ex-boyfriend who is as famous as he is that I’m the mother of his two year old daughter?

Sam knocks on my door, “Brooklyn, are you okay?” he asks and opens the door, “He’s-“

“Here, I know, I heard,” I mumble and stand from my bed, picking up Nikki.

“I love you,” Sam tells me, smiling at both Nikki and I.

“We love you too,” I assure him and take a deep breath to go face what I’ve avoided for over 2 years…