Baby Styles {HARRY STYLES}

One Direction Tickets

>> Cleopatra <<

"Mumma!" I heard the love of my life squeal excitedly as One Direction came on the TV. Sitting down next to my daughter, I quickly pulled her onto my lap, wrapping my arms around her as we both watched the TV. As the camera zoomed in on Harry, my mind started to fill with 'what if' scenarios.

If you looked at Sophia just once, you'd immediately know who her father was. I met Harry in a bar called 'MAD'. We were both drunk and one thing lead to another. We exchanged numbers the next morning and for a month or two, we were friends with benefits I guess you could say. We'd sleep with each other a couple of times a week. The last time I slept with him was when Darcy was conceived. Of course he has no idea she exists. I doubt he even remembers me. I was just a sex fling.

"Mumma! I mawwy Hawwy!" She cried while clapping her hands together. I let out a small giggle and kisses the top of her head. "You wouldn't want to do that Sophia" I told her with a smile. "Why?" She asked. "Because by the time you're older, he'll be wrinkly and bold". Sophia immediately pulled a disgusted face. "Yucky mummy!".

I let out a small giggle as my front door opened revealing my best friend Emily. "Cleo! Look what I got?!" She shouted as she ran over to me, shoving two tickets in my face. Taking them from her I looked down and inspected the two items. After a few seconds I was finally able to process what they were.

"What?! You have to be kidding me?!" I shouted loudly as I threw the tickets in the air. Emily gave me a look in confusion. "What? I thought you like one direction.." she stated as she picked up Sophia.

You see, I never told anyone who Sophia's dad is. I told them it was some stupid one night stand and I couldn't remember his name or anything about him. Dick move I know.

"I mean..I guess. But why did you get three? Who else is going?" I asked. "Sophia. Who else? I always see her watching them on TV when I come over". My eyes widened in shock. Could Emily really be this stupid? "Emily, my daughter is 2 years old! Don't you think she's a bit too young to be going to concerts?!". Emily shrugged her shoulders. "Come on! Not all 2 year olds get to go see the biggest boy band in the world" she said while crossing her arms over her chest. "You've got to be kidding me" I mumbled under my breath.

Emily kneeled down next to Sophia who was happily watching One Direction perform on some talk show.

"Sophia, how much do you love one direction?" She asked. Sophia stared at Emily with a big grin, showing off her dimples. "A lot!" She squealed making me smile. "Well what do you think about seeing them in person?". The small toddler stared at my bestfriend for several seconds in confusion. Sophia looked over at me. "Mumma?". I knelt down with Emily and smiled at my daughter. "We're going to see One Direction in person doing what they're doing on Tv right now" I explained.

Sophia clapped her hands excitedly and started laughing. Emily patted her on the head before staring at the TV. "It's weird..I always thought Sophia looked like Harry Styles. But that's impossible right?". My eyes widened in shock as I stared at the curly haired boy who was jumping around on a stage. "I never noticed.." I mumbled as I looked down at Sophia who was still clapping her hands.

"Did you say you couldn't remember who Sophia's dad is?". I nodded softly and picked my daughter up into my arms, hugging her tightly as she played with my blonde hair, me and Emily standing up.

"Well yeah. I was pissed. I remember hardly anything from that night Emily. I thought we'd been over this?". Emily hummed to herself and let out a sigh. "It's just she holds so much resemblance to Harry! It can't be a coincidence!". I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "I thought we were over this". Emily shrugged. "Maybe I'm just being stupid. I won't bring it up anymore".

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. I thought she was going to realise the truth for a second there. Emily isn't the brightest tool in the box but she is dry observant. 

"When's the concert then?" I asked. "3 days time. Would you mind driving?". I shook my head and headed to my bedroom to put Sophia down for her nap. "Course not. Just get here at 4 ok? Any later and I'm not going". Emily nodded her head knowing my threat wasn't empty. I've done it before and I'm not scared to do it again.

Once dressed in her PJs, I placed Sophia in her cot, stroking her hair softly with a smile. "I better be going. I have work". Emily leans down and gave Sophia a quick kiss on the forehead before letting herself out. "Mumma? We see wne Diwection?" She asked tiredly while rubbing the side of her head, a habit she had when she was sleepy. She got that from me. It's what I do when I'm tried.

"Yes. But it'll be very loud for you so you'll have to wear something to cover your ears ok baby?". Sophia nodded as she slowly fell asleep. "Goodnight my darling". I leant over and gave my daughter a kiss before walking out the room with my baby monitor, shutting the door behind me so she doesn't get disturbed.

I stared at the TV and shook my head running my fingers through my hair. "Why do I have such a bad feeling about this?".

Suddenly I was brought of my thoughts when my phone started ringing. I checked the caller ID. My eyes widened in shock and fear. Why was he calling me? What did he want?! Panic began to run through my body. Picking up my phone, I accepted the call and held my phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I said down the phone trying to hide my nervous.

"It's been awhile my Cleopatra. How have you been?" The familiar British accent asked making a shiver run down my spine. "You've been missed" he added. I could literally hear the smirk in his voice.

"How about we meet up sometime? Starbucks tomorrow at 11?".