"C'mon, baby wake up you have to go on vacation with daddy." Harry insisted on taking Skyla with him on a vacation with him and his girlfriend of 5 months. Zayn and Gigi were going too. They would be going to Mexico. Skyla stirred in her bed until she saw that her bedroom door was open and the light from the hallway peeking in. I was at the foot of her bed. She immediately sat up and smiled a sleepy smile. She was madly tired. "How are you this early Renee!" I said cheerfully. Her middle name was Renee so I called her by it every once in awhile. "I'm tired" she said rubbing her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes. She got them from me. I smiled and scooped her up. I took her to the living room her head tucked in the crook of my neck the whole way down. Poor baby. It was 5 am. They had a early private jet to catch. I laid her down on our sectional couch and turned on some cartoons. I kissed her forehead before I left and went to go start her bath water in the downstairs washroom. Once I did, I put my favorite bull bath scent in it for her. She would break out every time I bought some of that generic baby bubble bath with cartoon characters all over it. That stuff wasn't made well.
I'm Ashley Benson by the way. Yeah, the actor that plays Hanna in Pretty Little Liars?!? Yep that's me. Got knocked up by Mr. Harry Styles. You suprised? We have a beautiful little girl named Skyla Renee Benson. We had a falling out in my 3rd trimester. To be a bitch I didn't give her his last name. He has had joint custody of her every since she was 8 months, she's now 3. He pays me 90 dollars a month for her. The judge insisted he pay more but I rejected. I don't even need his money period. I'm wealthy myself. We are obviously not together, and I like it that way. We knew each other pretty well before when we hooked up, but a relationship? Eh. Not with him.
While Skyla's water was running I went into the living room to check if she was ok. She gave a big smile when I peaked through the archway."Hi, hunny." I said with a huge smile. Man, she got in a better mood fast. Mixed emotions... I ran up the stairs to get my phone off the charger and came back down. By that time, her water was finished. I went and got her, stripped her down and she hoped into the bath. She played with toys while I checked Twitter. Nothing was really going on, I mean it was 5:16 in the morning. Just as I was about to cut my phone off Gigi texted me and told me she would be to pick Sky up in an hour. I said okay as a response. I didn't want to see Harry. Not with Emma. That was his new "girl" apparently. He usually came to pick up Skyla on his own, but today he would be with his girlfriend. I wasn't going to face that. So I asked Gigi if she could come pick her up. She was a good friend of mine.
I washed Skyla up while she talked about what happened in a cartoon episode she watched when I was running her bath water. Skyla hoped out the bath and when I was done and she shivered. I wrapped her Cinderella towel around her and scooped her up, drained the water.While we were walking up the stairs I poked her stomach."Momma that tickles," she giggled.I smiled at her. That's one thing I did thank Harry for. Her.
After she got Dressed, her hair did, and fed,I just waited for Gigi. I put Sky's red high-top converse on, her blue jean jacket, and black cotton leggings. I put her hair in a messy bun.
"Hey!" I said to Gigi as she waltzed in my house. She hugged me and chuckled when she saw Skyla's face light up. "GIGI!!" Sky squealed. She put down her dolls down and ran into her arms. My heart warmed. "Hi, sweet pie how have you been?" Gigi asked Sky."good,Gigi " sky squeaked. She was 3 she could only say so much. "Well let's get going, the airport is 20 minutes away!"Gigi said. Skyla impatiently nodded. "Give me KISSES" I yelled imphasising kisses. She ran over and I bent down.I hugged her and she kissed my cheek. I was gonna miss my baby girl.Characters in this Part: Ashley Benson
Gigi Hadid
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Skyla {Harry Styles Fanfic}
FanfictionYea me and Harry are both celebs. Reunited at a party. No condoms? Who cares.