It all happened on January 2012. The day I found out I was carrying Louis Tomlinson child. I couldn't tell him. His career was just starting, a kid will just destroy it. So I did what I thought was best. I left him. I never spoke to him again. Until today. He saw me and talked to me. But he also saw someone else, he saw my little girl. Our little girl, Leah. She doesn't know he is her father. He doesn't know either, so why would he suspect? Author's Note: - Story complete but under MAJOR editing