Miss Stylinson (COMPLETED)

Chapter 17

-Harry's P.O.V

"Daddy?" My little, well not so little, girl said as we were heading to a pizza place on the boardwalk. Louis and I had one arm each wrapped around her shoulders as we walked. "Are you actually going to give my songs to your producer?"

It was so cute the way she was so excited. But the music industry isn't so nice. I know our company is good, but I need to look into it way more before I allow my child in this. In our last contract with our old company, Louis and I were banned from just sitting beside each other or sing next to each other. It needs to be safe. I'm not letting her until I read her contract and make sure it's safe for her. I don't want to make any decisions that will hurt her and keep her from being who she is.

"Right now I'm going to say most likely. I need to look into our company more. I need to make sure it's the right one for you. I don't want you to end up in the situation that your dad and I were in. I don't want anyone keeping you from being you. It's awful. I wasn't even allowed to wear nail polish or make up."

"Really? But you always wear make up now." I shrugged.

"Yeah. Now that we switched managements, their rules are better. But who knows what the rules are going to be for you. So that's why I need to look into it."

"What if they make me like, into a whole new person?"

"That's why I'm looking into it." 

"I don't want to see my little girl in clothing she shouldn't be wearing on a magazine cover." Louis said. "They've got fourteen year wearing what adults would wear."

"Papa, even if they wanted me to, I wouldn't." 

"I just want ya safe baby." She smiled at her dad who smiled back. 

At the pizza place, we ordered and found a table with an umbrella and sat down. My daughter sat next to me and Louis sat across from us. 

"This is one of the best days I've ever had." She said, biting her pizza. She spoke too soon as her phone started ringing. "Hey Sydney." She paused. "I'm not home. I'm with my dads in California for their tour. I won't be home for a while." She frowned and lied her head on my shoulder. "Well I didn't think you cared what happened to me anymore." I glanced at Louis and frowned lightly. "I'm s-sorry. I-I have to go." She hung up and sighed, putting her phone away. "Never mind." She covered her face.

"What happened?" I asked.

"She's mad I didn't tell her that I was going with you." She took a deep breath. "Daddy." Her voice cracked. "What's wrong with me?" Louis got up and threw all of our trash away for us so we could get going. "I-I never speak to Max a-and now Sydney's disappearing from me." She was still crying when Louis came back. "Why d-don't people l-like me?" I hugged her.

"I like you baby. Papa likes you."

"I-I know that." She cried. "B-But I don't mean you and P-Papa. I mean e-everyone else. I didn't do anything." 

"Shhh." I soothed as I held her under my arm as we started walking back to where we asked for an uber to pick us up. Of course people were getting pictures of my baby crying. Louis was holding one of her hands too. "Sweetheart?" I said. She looked up at me with red eyes. I stopped moving and wiped under her eyes with my thumbs. "You have five years left of school. Only five. After that, you'll be able either go to college or fulfill your dream as a singer. By then, you'll have so many people who love you, nearly as much as your father and I love you." 

"B-But it's Sydney." 

"Hey, you guys have been best friends since you were in kindergarten. She will come around. I promise you she will. She loves you to death, Pen." She hugged my torso and lied her cheek on my bare chest, crying. "Shhh." Louis saw our uber pull up and guided us to the car without disturbing our daughter who was still crying on my chest. We got in the car and headed back to the hotel. The uber driver didn't ask any questions regarding my daughter's tears. She was still really upset when we got home,but she wasn't crying.