Harry Styles Single Father (mpreg)

Chapter 6

Harry's POV

As I closed the door to the apartment it broke my heart to hear Courtney cry. She has always had an attachment to me which I soon learned was separation anxiety. Now I'm letting a new person in her life who she barely knows and that person just happens to be her other father. I know he has a right to know his daughters and even though it has only been two years it always used to be just me and my princesses and now it's my princesses, myself, and their father, the one who left. I wish I knew what to do but I don't I'm only eighteen going on nineteen soon. I have to stop beating myself up over this. I have to get to work. I thought and walked to the bakery as fast as I could.

Louis' POV

Once Harry left Courtney burst into tears while her sister Darcy just sat down watching Franklin as if this was normal. I then bent down to Courtney's height and she was sniffling.

"What's wrong princess?" I asked her and she just looked at me. It was then that I noticed that Courtney looked exactly like me and Darcy looked exactly like Harry. Wow. It must have been hard for Harry to look at Courtney since she looks just like me I thought.

"I want daddy!" Courtney yelled

"He'll be back soon princess. How about I sing you a song?" I said

"O-otay" Courtney said. I then picked up Courtney and brought her over to the couch and sat down with her on my lap. Her sister then scooted closer so she could hear me sing as well.

"This is called Little things" I said as courtney put her head against my chest and I stroked her hair.

Your hand fits in mine

Like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind

It was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

I know you've never loved

The crinkles by your eyes

When you smile

You've never loved

Your stomach or your thighs,

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I'll love them endlessly

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if I do

It's you

Oh, it's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

You can't go to bed without a cup of tea

And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep

And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep

Though it makes no sense to me

I know you've never loved

The sound of your voice on tape

You never want

To know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into your jeans

But you're perfect to me

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if it's true