My Baby Daddy || Michael Clifford

Chapter 7

*Harley's P.O.V*

I walked into Starbucks and Michael was already here, signing a few autographs as about 7 teenage girls stood around him. I stayed well away from them for the moment, not wanting them to question myself or Michael as to why I'm with him. I just joined the que and ordered my usual, a caramel frappuccino.

By the time I had my drink the girls were walking past me, and out of the coffee shop. I looked up at Michael, who was already looking at me smiling, waving me over. I smiled at him and pushed the pram over to him, sitting opposite him In the booth.

"Hey" He smiled cheekily up at me. He was wearing his black The Rolling Stones tank top.

"Hey" I giggled. He's so cute. Wait what?

"Sooo" I pursed my lips as we both stayed silent for a moment.

"So.. How've you been?" He asked me as he took a sip of his drink.

"Good. I s'pose. Tired most of the time" I giggled, making Michael smile slightly.

"That's understandable" He laughed "You've been mothering babies for about a year now and your a baby yourself" He giggled

"Hey!" I pouted, screwing my face up. "I'm only two months younger than you! That must make you a baby as well"

"Yep. We're both babies, who happened to have babies" He looked at me seriously before we both burst out laughing. A couple of people turning their heads in our directions.

"Just ignore them" Michael said quietly. I looked back at him and nodded. "It's funny how we can happily sit and have a chat now, without trying to murder each other like-"

"Why aren't you mad at me?" I cut him off, deeply wanting to know the answer. He looked at me blankly, knowing what I meant.

"I'm not mad because this time last year I was the most irresponsible person ever. I would've messed up and done something wrong and ruined their babyhood-" He shrugged

"Your still irresponsible Michael. And stupid, and dirty minded, and moody, and-"

"Ok ok I get it" He laughed, cutting me off. "Wait, how would you know?" He cockily eyed me suspiciously "We haven't seen each other in a year and a bit"

"I've watched some of your interviews online and when they're on TV" I shrugged "And also my best friend Heidi took me to a One Direction concert last month. Your still the same"

"We were in the States last month" Michael furrowed his eyebrows at me "Did you come out specifically for the show?" He confused frown turned into a cocky smirk

"What, no! Me, Heidi and the twins were already in the states. Heidi is American and she went to visit her parents, and I went with her. Caitlin, Heidi's mum, got tickets for Heidi's sister for her birthday to go see One Direction" I said quickly

"That still doesn't explain, how you happened to be there" He said smugly

"Don't flatter yourself Clifford" I scoffed "Caitlin had three extra tickets. One for me, Heidi, and her brother"

"Her brother?" I nodded "How old are her brother and sister?"

"Leon and Layla are triplets. They're 14. Jessica didn't want to go, so Leon went instead. We went to the Staples Centre, August 9th"

"Oh." He nodded as I took a sip of my drink, looking over at a still sleeping Ethan, and a quiet Lexi "Hey that's Daniel" Michael exclaimed outraged.

"Yeah I no" I chuckled

"How'd you get him?" Michael asked shocked and slightly annoyed

"When I picked Lexi up earlier she had it but threw it out of the pram, so when I put Ethan in, I just put in with him. I don't think he really likes it" I shrugged