Dancer (One Direction//Little Mix)

Chapter 12

•Cora's POV•

Harry and I made plans to meet up with Gemma in La and for me to take Quinn.

I also found out Marcy and Harry were dating. Just fantastic.

"Hey, Gemma wants to know where you want to meet up at." Harry stated, walking in.

"I don't care." I shrugged.

"She says she doesn't care." Harry repeated my words to the phone.

"I know we're meeting tomorrow Gem! It's not my fault!" He huffed.

I laughed and he glared at me. We still haven't fully forgiven each other yet, but we're on the road to.

The door opened and Marcy walked in.

"What are you doing in my room?" I spat. Pulling my tight red tank top down.

"I was looking for my boyfriend." She smirked.

"Well it's called knocking."

"It's called I don't care!" She growled. Harry had walked off so I have no clue where he is.

"This isn't your bus."

"Whatever, help me find Harry." She ordered. I sighed and stood up.

I was in a pair of grey booty shorts, and I could feel her glare shoot through me.

I walked into the kitchen and he was standing there.

He was still on the phone when Marcy interrupted him.

She squealed and hugged him.

"I'm on the phone." He mouthed. One thing I knew for sure is, he hates being interrupted while on the phone.

"C'mon, I'm all alone." I rolled my eyes and picked up and apple, twirling it in my hands.

"Ok, I'll see you at your apartment." Harry chirped before hanging up.

"Babyyyy lets go!" Marcy whined.

"Bye Cora." Harry waved slightly, before getting drug out.

•

The next day, my hair was straightened and I was wearing a light brown tank top with three huge ruffles on it, dark jean shorts, and a pair of sandals.

"Are you ready?" Harry asked.

"Yeah." I muttered. We walked out to the car where everyone was waiting and climbed in.

"Are you ready to get your baby?" Perrie asked. I nodded and she grinned.

"Are you nervous?" Jade questioned. I nodded eagerly and she laughed.

"What if she doesn't like me?" I muttered.

"She'll love you!" Liam stated, wrapping his arm around my shoulders.

"Ok..."

-

Harry knocked on the door and I stood beside him.

The door opened and a familiar face smiled.

"Harry!" Gemma chirped.

"Hey sis." Harry grinned hugging her. I bit my lip and looked around.

"Hello Cora! Long time, no see!" She commented.

"Yeah I know!" She hugged me and pulled away.

"Has Harry been treating you nice? I know you aren't dating but still?"

"Eh." I winked at Harry.

"Okay, let's see Quinn." Harry muttered walking inside. Everyone else was in the car waiting.

Gemma led me inside and she ran up the stairs quickly.

"She's so cute!" She yelled from up the stairs.

A couple seconds later, she bounded down the stairs with a small girl in her arms.

She had brown curly hair, that went a little past her ears and bright green eyes.

"Hi!" She chirped waving.

"She's beautiful." Harry muttered. "Can I hold her?" He asked.

"Of course! She is your daughter." Gemma handed her over to Harry.

"Hi, I'm your daddy." He cooed.

"Daddy!" Quinn grinned.

"Yeah, and this is your mummy!" He pointed to me. Holding her close to his torso.

She looked at me and her lips started quivering.

"Mummy!" She held her arms out and I grinned taking her. She bawled in my arms and I held her to me.

"She must really like you already." Gemma commented.

"Thank you so much." I whispered.

"You're so very welcome." Gemma smiled hugging me.

"Mummy don't leave." Quinn cried.

"I won't baby." I cooed. I watched as Harry and Gemma said their goodbyes and Harry and I walked out the doors.

When we stepped in the car Quinn was fast asleep. Harry had already gotten her stuff while inside so he buckled her car seat in. Everyone looked at the sleeping girl and Perrie grabbed my arm, after I strapped her in.

"She's perfect."

"Thanks." Harry grinned and sat his hand on my leg.

"Does Marcy know I'm her mum?" I asked Harry.

"No, she never asked." He shrugged.

"You better tell her." Perrie stated.

"Nah, we broke up yesterday."

"Why?" Zayn chuckled.

"Because she's to clingy." Harry shuddered.

"She's 18, what do you expect?" I questioned.

"I have no clue." I chuckled and sat my hand carefully on his. Truth was, I was falling for Harry all over again. And I didn't want to get hurt. Since we were in the back seat, no one could see us, so he laced our fingers together.

"Cora, she looks so much like you when you were younger." He whispers in my ear.

"She looks more like you." I argued quietly.

"I think she's beautiful, like her mother." He winked.

"OK! Enough, you two aren't even dating!" Louis exclaimed.

"You're just jealous." Harry stated, smirking cheekily.

"And why is that?" Louis questioned.

"Because I can kiss her all I want." Harry mocked.

"I can too!"

"No, neither of you can!" I sighed.

"Can I hold your hand to?" Louis pouted.

"No, my hands are full. Sorry." I shrugged.

"Fine." Louis huffed and turned around.