CHAPTER 76

ANGIE'S POV

*****9 MONTHS LATER*****

Harry Styles is a liar. He said that he would never stop looking for me, and that he would never stop loving me. Let me see here, he stopped trying to communicate with me after about 1 month. And yes it has been over nine months since I have left and therefore I have had our baby. Did I get it call from him? No. Did I get a tweet from him? No. Did he make some sort of announcement that he got a girl pregnant? No. Did he announce that he was a dad? No. Does he care about me? No. Does he care about his daughter, Rosie? No. Therefore, he is a liar.

I never stopped loving him though, because I stay true to my word. I lived with Matthew until I had enough money to move out and live by myself with Rosie. I live about 10 minutes away from him and Harry. I basically live in between there two apartments. I had a job at a clothing store, but I had to quit when I had Rosie. Matthew, who had worked up quite a fortune from murdering people, helps me out a lot.

I have completely blocked myself out from the world of One Direction. I changed my twitter name to @AngieAndRosieForever and I will probably never change it again. I obviously unfollowed all of the boys on twitter and all of the people that I became friends with because of them.

I still have all of their numbers in my phones, and they probably still have mine, but we don't talk. I bet they are waiting for my call or whatever.

Well today is the day that I decided I would call them. Not Harry though.

I picked up my phone and called Liam. He was the most respectful of them all.

"Angie, I was wondering when you would call." He said in a soft voice.

"I don't lie Liam. It's been 9 months." I replied quickly.

"How have you been? Have you had the baby?" He asked.

"I had her two weeks ago. Her name is Rosie and it frightens me how much she looks like Harry. She's got his green eyes and has light curls in the tiny amount of blond hair that she has. She's beautiful." I smiled even though he couldn't see me.

"You ignored my first question..." He trailed off.

"I'm about as good as a person could be after they had a popstars child and have them not care at all." I laughed.

"Now that, is a lie. Harry cared so much about you and the baby when he found out. He searched for you for months, but it seemed as if you had dropped off the face of the earth. He gave up because he was heart broken. You should have seen the pain you left him in. There was absolutely no reason for you to leave. None what so ever." He said in a stern voice.

"A baby would have stopped him from living his dream!" I yelled even though poor little Rosie was trying to nap.

"Then you should have let it!" He yelled back.

"I couldn't live with the guilt." I mumbled.

"Oh." Was all he said.

"Yeah." I spoke quietly.

"Do you still love him?" He asked.

"Of course. I think that he should meet his kid now." I informed him.

"I'm not sure if that's such a good idea..." Liam trailed off.

"And why is that?" I asked.

"Just call him. I have to go. Talk to you later, bye!"

Before I could respond, Liam ended the call. That was weird.

So after 9 months of not talking to the boy I love, I decided to call Harry.

He answered right before it went to voice mail, and he didn't sound to happy.

"Listen I don't know how you got my number, but stop calling me!" He shouted.

"Um Harry, we haven't talked in months. What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Oh erm sorry. Wrong number. Who's this?" His voice softened but he sounded confused.

"You deleted my contact?" I asked.

"Huh? Who are you?" Harry now sounded annoyed.

"Angie. Forget me so quickly I see." I trailed off.

"Wait, what?" He said quickly.

"I said I needed 9 months. Not a lifetime. I still love you Harry, but obviously you don't love me. And uhI was just calling to say that I had our baby 2 weeks ago; her name is Rosie. I was just wondering if you would like to meet her. I think you deserve that at the least."

"I would love to." Was all he said.

"When and where?" I asked.

"You can come over to my place right now. I'm not doing anything today." He mumbled.

"Cool, I'll see you in about 10 minutes." I said quickly.

I ended the call and went over to where Rosie was sleeping in her crib. I picked her up without waking her and walked out to my car. I strapped her in her car seat and then took off towards Harry's house.

When I got there I walked the familiar hallways until I came to his door. With Rosie in wrapped around one arm, I knocked on his door.

The familiar curly haired boy opened the door with a wide smile on his face. I walked in without say anything and sat down on the couch.

"May I hold her?" He asked.

"Sure." Harry walked over to me and picked her up out of my arms. His large hands grazed my arm and I felt the familiar spark ignite through my body.

The way that he held her looked so right.

"She's perfect." He commented.

"Yeah, I know." I said as I stood up. "I'm going to go to the bathroom. Be right back." I spoke.

As I was walking throughout the halls I saw a picture frame that caught my eye. It was one of those picture frames with a date on it. Typically it was the date of your anniversary in a couple. I left the Island on February 11 2012, and the date on this picture frame was March 17 2012. The picture inside the frame was of Harry passionately kissing a very pretty girl with long wavy brown on top of the Eiffel tower.

I looked down at my phone and saw that today was November 17. So today Harry was celebrating his 10 month anniversary with one girl, and meeting his daughter with another girl. What a guy.

Without going to the bathroom I walked back into the living room where Harry stood, still holding Rosie. He gave me a confused look as I ran up to him and grabbed Rosie right from his grasp. I continued towards the door and right before I slammed it, I shouted "Happy anniversary asshole!"