HS: "Am I still going to be a father?" (2018)

The Beginning - 3

May 1st of 2016 (Sunday)

Mariana's P.O.V.

"Actually..." He hesitates. "My name is not Edward." I furrow my brows "Well, it is. It's just not my first name."

"Okay..." I'm really confused right now. Why is he telling me this? What does it matter?

"My first name is Harry, my second name is Edward..." He speaks slowly.

"Alright..." I still don't understand what's the importance of it. I once again furrow my brows while taking a sip of my gin.

"And my last name is Styles." He pauses and looks at me waiting for my reaction. I still don't get it. I slowly shake my head waiting for him to explain himself. "Maybe that's where you know me from. When I said I work in the music indust-"

"Wait. Harry Styles?" I suddenly remember "From One Direction?"

"Yeah." He says assertively and still waiting for something. Probably to see if I go nuts or overreact. I keep looking at him.

"I remember you guys! I was like fifteen when that first massive tune of yours came out." I remark.

"What makes you beautiful?" He asks while taking a sip from his gin.

"Sorry?"

"The song. Was it What makes you beautiful?"

"Yeah! That's it!" I smile. "I probably know a few more songs of yours, but now I can't remember any..."

"That's fine. Don't worry." He says laughing. "So, you say you were fifteen when the song came out, and that was 5 years ago, so you're twenty years old, correct?"

"Wow, your math skills are on point!" I joke and he laughs. "Yeah, I am. Do I not look twenty?"

"Yeah... I guess you do."

"And you? How old are you?"

"Twenty-two."

"Not so different, then." We smile and stare at each other for a while. We are looking in each others eyes and our faces are really close, but not like awkwardly close or kiss-close. Comfortably close. "You are so different that what I remember of you! Didn't you have long arse hair?"

"Yeah I did. I had it cut today."

"Oh okay... If it was still long, I had probably recognized you."

"I'm glad you didn't. I wanted a clean slate. That's why I introduced myself as Edward."

"I understand. It must get tiring, no?"

"It does. This night has been amazing so far. I'm feeling a kind of freedom I haven't felt in a long time and that I usually only feel when I'm amongst friends and family. And sometimes even then..."

"I can imagine..." This conversation is bringing the mood down a bit and it's getting awkward "So... Harry." I smile. "I should go meet my friends..." I'm hesitating hoping that he will ask me to stay longer or ask me for my number. "Are you going to stay in this pub or are you guys switching up?"

"Hmm... I'm not sure..." He looks back at his friends and then looks back at me. "We talked about going to a pub across town, but I don't think we are going..." He looks more nervous than before, probably because he knows it's time for him to make a move.

"Okay... Hmm. Then I guess I'll see you around?" I slowly get down from the stool and he does too.

"Hmm..." He hesitates. "Yeah, I'll see you around Mariana..." He leans in and we exchange kisses on the cheek.

"Yeah... See you." I nervously answer and go meet my friends.

With my gin glass on my hand, I rush to the table to escape the awkwardness and sit by Ness' side. Carl isn't here, probably went to the loo.

"Hi!" I smile. "Have you ordered anything?" I ask as to avoid the subject that I know is coming.

"Hey you!" Ness softly pats my arm and waits for me to talk about my encounter. I don't, so she insists. "He's super fit Mar!"

"Yes he is." I blankly respond.

"Did you give him your number?"

"Nop. He didn't ask..." I shrug.

"Really?"

"Yeah... He was nervous or something... I felt like he wanted to say something else before I left, but he wouldn't... I didn't get it..."

"Why didn't you ask him yourself?" She pats my arm once again, but much stronger this time.

"I was going to, but I got nervous..." Ness looks at me with a disappointment face. "Do you know who he is?"

"Why would I?"

"He's famous."

"Really?"

"Yeah. He is a singer from One Direction."

"Is that what he told you? He is lying. There is no one named Edward in One Direction!"

"He's not Edward, he is Harry."

"Harry Styles?"

"Yeah! He had his hair cut earlier today."

"I haven't been a fan for a couple of years now, but that person didn't look like Harry Styles from One Direction..." She says shaking her head. "And besides, why would he lie?"

"He said he had his hair cut today and that he wants to enjoy his freedom while it lasts. And he wanted to meet someone in a 'non-famous person' point of view, kind of." Ness looks at me in disbelief "Ness, you know... I get it. I bet he doesn't know what it is like to start a conversation on equal traits, you know? Everybody knows him. Maybe not by name but surely by his face or hair..."

"But are you sure it is him and the bloke is not playing you?... I mean, I didn't get a very good look at him but it just seems way too unreal to be true..." She says taking out her phone and googling 'Harry Styles'. Loads of pictures of the man who I had been talking to 5 minutes earlier showed up.

"He looks very different with short hair, but it is definitely him Ness." I remark.

"Oh Mar... He's so hot..." Ness says with a pitiful voice and resting her hand on my leg.

"I know..." I sadly add while she rubs my leg as to try and comfort me. She looks behind me and then suddenly starts tapping my leg and whispers:

"Heads up. He's coming here!"

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I'm really sorry I haven't updated in a while, but the last time I wrote this story I lost this whole chapter and it was very upsetting. I didn't have the courage to re-write it until now.

I'll try to update more regularly now.

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