Baby Styles {HARRY STYLES}

Meeting With Management

>> Cleopatra <<

"So then, I'd like to discuss your situation with Harry Styles. This is the supposed daughter am I correct?" The man asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. Looking down at the sleeping angel in my arms, anger began to build up in me. Supposed daughter? What the hell is that meant to mean?! Why would I even lie about something like that? Some people are real dickheads.

"With all due respect sir. She IS Harrys child. She isn't supposedly Harrys child. She is his child whether you like that or not". The man stared at me in disbelief before letting out a frustrated sigh and shaking his head. "Harry is a world famous celebrity. Many people fake having his child, it's just none of those allegations have ever had to make it this far where his management have to come involved. Can you understand way we have to be to cautious?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "Yes I understand that but please don't call my daughter an allegation. She's my daughter".

The man nodded his head before holding his hand out to me to shake. "My names Mark Davies. I'm Harry's solo manager. I took over after he quit at syco" he explained. Placing my hand in his, I shook it lightly with a sarcastic smile.

"I'm Cleopatra Heartfilia. Harrys fuck buddy from two years ago". Marks eyes widened in shock before shaking his head, pulling his hand back to him. "Now then. As you know we'll need to take some blood samples from your daughter to confirm that she is in fact the child of Harry Styles" he explained. "Blood samples were never mentioned to me?". Mark nodded his head and let out a sigh as he took a pen and fiddled with it, leaning back into his chair.

"This is a very usual situation for us Ms Heartfilia. The only way for us to identify if she is Harry's is to have some bloods and send them to the lab to get checked. A DNA test if you will". Putting a hand on my forehead, I shook my head. Do I really want my child to go through that? "Of course, if you'd rather not go through with the blood tests Ms Heartfilia then we will simply tell the media it was a big misunderstanding" he suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. "Well that sounds like a nicer thing to do" I told him. "Yes but of course, along with that, you would no longer have any sort of contact with Mr Styles meaning your child as well".

Staring at Mark in disbelief, I kept my mouth shut which wasn't normal for me. I was completely speechless. Did this man really have the power to stop Harry from seeing his child?

Fuck.

"I want Harry to be involved in Sophia's life. At least I think that's what I want. Or at least, I want to give him the chance to because if he says no and it turns out he doesn't want to know her. At least I can tell my child that I tried and he decided he wanted nothing" I explained. "I can tell her that I gave him the opportunity to see her". Mark nodded his head understandingly. "If that's the case Ms Heartfilia, then I shall get these tests booked in for 3 days time ok? If they come back positive then we will have another meeting with my client and we shall where we go from there".

Nodding my head, I collected my things and got up, making sure not to disturb Sophia and wake the poor girl up. She'd been ill so having a decent nights sleep was impossible for her.

"Oh and just to let you know Ms Heartfilia. I have no doubt that she isn't Harrys child". Turning around to face Mark, I stared at him in confusion and shock. "What? I mean, the girl looks like him! The hair, the eyes and in the picture you can obviously see the dimples. Anyone would be stupid not to see it" he said.

"Then why are you making her do blood tests?" I asked. "For security reasons I guess you could call it. We have to know for sure. It's protocol behaviour when this kind of situation emerges" he explained with a sympathetic smile. "Of course with Harry's reputation we all knew it was coming but we didn't think it would be yet" he added with a chuckle. "The boys a player" I mumbled with a small giggle while shaking my head. "You got that one right. Anyway, I have another client to see. Could you send them in on your way out?". I simply nodded my head before showing myself out the big office.

"He wants to see you" I told the boy waiting outside the big doors to the office. The boy stood up and looked at me but instead of speaking he simply stared in shock. "You're her" he mumbled under his breath. I looked around the waiting area to make sure there was no one else he could be speaking to before pointing to myself.

"And that's her..". He looked down at the sleeping toddler in my arms and smiled. Ok. This dude was seriously creeping.

"I'm Louis by the way. Louis Tomlinson".