Baby Styles {HARRY STYLES}

The Concert part 2

>> Cleopatra <<

I stared at Harry in shock and fear as Sophia stared at him like she was love struck. "It just never came up in conversation.." I told him, trying to make up some random excuse to change the conversation. Harry nodded his head and ran his fingers through his curls. "Is she yours?". My eyes widened. "Yes. Her names Sophia..". He nodded again before walking up to her and taking her small hand in his large one. The size difference was unbelievable.

"Hello baby girl" he said making her giggle and clap her hands in excitement. "Hawwy!" She shouted. Giggling to myself I watched on as Harry communicated with the girl he didn't know was his daughter. Suddenly, the door burst open revealing a boy with brown hair. He looked at me then Sophia, to Harry then back to Sophia, his eyes widening.

"Wow Haz. She sure looks like you" he said immediately making my body go into panic. "You think?" He asked. The new boy nodded his head before looking at me smiling.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson". I nodded my head and smiled at him kindly. "Cleopatra but call me Cleo. Most people do". He gave me the thumbs up and looked at Sophia giving her a small wave. "She really does look like you Harry. And you Cleo but I guess she's your child so it's normal". I let out a nervous giggle making Harry chuckle. "How old is she?" He asked only making my head hurt. What was I meant to say?! If I tell him then he'll catch on. But then again, Harry isn't the smartest tool in the shed so maybe he won't think anything of it.

"She's two" I mumbled under my breath. Louis smiled and patted her head. "Well it was nice meeting you Cleo". Louis walked out shutting the door behind him leaving me and Harry in an awkward silence. "She's two?" Harry asked in shock. Instead of answering him like I probably should have, I simply stared at the floor holding back tears.

"Well whoever the dad is, he must be one lucky guy ey?". My eyes widened as I looked Harry in the eye, no look of hurt or anger there. Did he really not get it? "Wait what?". Harry tilted his head in confusion. "Is the dad not involved?". I shook my head fast not knowing what to say. Was he really this oblivious?! "Well what an idiot! Who wouldn't want to be involved in this cuties life?". Harry tapped Sophia on the nose making her laugh even more. A small smile formed on my face as Harry placed a hand on the top of my head in a comforting motion. "I'm here if you need me" he stated.

No words were able to come out my mouth. I was speechless. Was Harry really this oblivious? Could he not see himself in her? I was so confident that he was going to realise but I guess joy. Maybe I'm the idiot.

As I was about to speak, the same security guard that brought me here appeared in the door way. "Sorry to bring this up but you're going to have to leave Miss. The boys need to move on" he stated, standing in the doorway showing no signs of letting us say goodbye in private. I have the man a small nod showing him I understood.

"I guess I'll see you around" I mumbled as I walked out the room, not even giving him a chance to speak or say goodbye himself. Once outside the security man said goodbye, slamming the door shut. Letting out a sigh, I made my way tiny car to find Emily leaning against it frustrated. "Sorry Emily" I said as I unlocked the car, getting Soph in her car seat and all buckled up. "What did he want?". I rolled my eyes and shook my head. "He didn't realise she was his if that's what you're asking".

After finishing sorting Sophia out, I got into the drivers side and buckled up myself before driving away, listening to Sophia snore in the back.

"Did you even tell him?" She asked. "Louis came in and pointed out the obvious that she looked like him. Harry still didn't get it. I told them how old she was and he still didn't get it" I explained to her, no emotion in my voice. I was too tired to argue with her and I was too tired to even think about Harry. "You're never going to straight up tel him are you? All you're going to do is drop impossible hints. She's going to ask who her dad is some day. What're you going to do then? Lie?".

Slamming my foot on the breaks, I looked at Emily and glared at her. "Don't you dare tell me how to bring up my daughter Emily. I think I know her a lot more than you do and I think I know what's best for her so don't you dare think you have an input on her life because you don't" I shouted making her stare at me in shock. I guess she never thought I would react like this. Hell! Neither did I.