The Reinvention of Harry Styles (Completed)

Chapter 32

Harry was still pacing their hotel room when Molly returned after dropping Daisy off.

"What was that all about?" Molly demanded. "I get up for two minutes, and return to find Daisy in tears, because you randomly showed up and looked at her with disgust, and left without saying a word?"

"That's not what happened!" Harry retorted. "I mean, it kind of is, but I was surprised, not disgusted, to see that she was...." He didn't want to say it. What if she wasn't? What if she had a tumor, or had just gained a lot of weight in that one particular spot?

"....pregnant." Molly finished his sentence, and he sighed frustratedly.

"Daisy," Harry said slowly, and Molly nodded, "is pregnant?"

"Yeah," Molly nodded again, and watched Harry's eyes squint as he tried to figure this out.

"The same Daisy that shocked us all by declaring she was a lesbian during a live interview? And who told us she had a girlfriend? She," Harry paused to draw a breath, "is pregnant?!"

"Yeah," Molly repeated.

"So, was she lying about being gay?" Harry asked, still trying to figure this out.

"No."

"So, was it like, a sperm donor or something?" He asked.

"Ummm," Molly laughed to herself. "You could say that; unintentional sperm donor is more appropriate."

Harry's eyes shot open. "What? She slept with a guy just to get pregnant?"

"No, no I'm pretty sure that was not her intention."

"I'm so confused," Harry finally sat down on the edge of the bed, and Molly came to sit next to him. "We just saw her last week in LA, she looked....oh, that explains the oversized hoodie." Harry nodded as he recalled Daisy's attire the night he dragged her up on stage to sing with him.

"Yeah," Molly nodded.

"And those cupcakes were for her baby sex party, wasn't it?"

"Yes, and don't call it that," Molly laughed. "It's a gender reveal party."

Harry was quiet for a moment. "So, you knew, and you didn't tell me?" He sounded hurt, betrayed, but mostly confused. Why would she keep something like that from him?

"She didn't want me to tell anyone, and it was kind of a tricky situation." Molly explained.

"I know, but I'm your- But we're-" He motioned his hand between the two of them, to indicate they were 'together', as he couldn't find words at the moment. "We're supposed tell each other these kinds of things, trust each other."

"It wasn't my secret to tell," Molly defended, but Harry was still upset. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees, and rubbed his eyes.

"This is a lot to process right now." He finally said and ran his hands through his hair as he sat up. "Why didn't you just tell me Daisy was the friend you were visiting?"

"I didn't think it was necessary, since you weren't coming with me. Actually, what were you even doing there in the first place?" Molly added. "You can't just show up somewhere like that without being noticed."

"I was going to surprise you since my meeting finished early." Harry sighed.

"Why? We can be seen together publically?" Molly was trying not to sound mad, but she didn't see many other ways of looking at this.

"I know, and we weren't. But I thought people wouldn't notice, or care, and if they did recognize you, you're Gemma's friend, and maybe we were just meeting up because you were in the area." Harry shrugged. It had made more sense in his head. "I wore a hat," he added, as if he thought he would make him 'incognito'.