(Harry's P.O.V)
I was sitting on the dark leather couch in my flat in London. I was staring at the ceiling, thinking. 'Should I do it?' I thought to myself. 'Am I ready? Are the boys ready?' I pushed these thoughts away as I had made up my mind. I called Louis to tell him my decision. He picked up after the first ring.
"Hello? Tommo speaking." He answered.
"Lou, it's Harry..." I trailed off.
"What's up, mate?" He said, his tone now serious.
"I'm gonna do it." I said plainly.
"Go for it bro." He replied. I could here the smile in his voice.
After that, I called up the rest of the boys to tell them the news. They all congratulated me and told me that I had made a good decision. I told them all that I should run the "errand" alone and that they should just wait at the house. They agreed, but it took some convincing. Uncle Simon was the one who encouraged me to do it in the first place, and I agreed immedeatly. I took off out the door and fired up the engine of my car. I drove off to the edge of England, literally jumping in my seat.
I was going to be a dad.
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Daddy (a Harry Styles adoptive story)
Novela Juvenil"Andrea! Get down here!" She screamed. I scrambled off my bed and down the stairs. 'Who could be here?' I thought as my shoes clicked down the staircase. I heard whispering at the bottom and quickened my pace. Once I got to the bottom of the stairs...
