Harry's POV

Harry laid on the bed, with his phone resting on his stomach. It had been nearly three hours since he left the bookstore where he had seen Karmina. Taylor had called three times, all of which he had ignored. A baby. Harry would be having a baby. It was hard to believe. He was only eighteen and he was going to have a baby in a few months. If Harry hadn't been waiting for Karmina to call he would have been drunk by now. This was just to much to deal with in one day and he had no one to talked to. He could call Louis, but this is just something you don't talk about over the phone. His phone began ringing, he was tired of Taylor calling again.

"What?!" He yelled into the phone.

"Harry?" Karmina's voiced cracked. He had scared her.

"I'm sorry I thought it was someone else," he apologized.

"It's okay," her voice more steady now. "Can you meet me for dinner so we can talk?"

"Sure," Harry answered, most of his anger subsiding after hearing her voice.

"Great," she said, and Harry could tell she was smiling on the other side. "Meet me at the Benoit Paris at seven."

"See you there," Harry then hung up the phone. That was still two hours away so Harry went to take a shower.

Harry's palms were sweating as he sat at the table alone. He had been wiping them on his trousers for the last couple of minutes. He was waiting on Karmina, she was usually punctual, but Harry had gotten their early. Being inside the hotel room was only increasing his anxiety.

Harry watched her as she walked to their table, she looked just as nervous as he felt. He stood when she arrived at the table, and gave her a hug, the best he could around her belly. A smile crept up on face when he felt it against his stomach.

"Hi Harry," she gave him a weak smile. She looked tired Harry thought.

"Hello," he smiled. "I haven't ordered anything. I can't read the menu," he frowned while trying to decipher the foreign menu. This made her laughed.

"I can read it for you," she giggled some more. After the waiter took their orders, everything became a bit more serious.

"How could you not tell me, Karmina?" Harry looked into her eyes for an answer. She sighed.

"I don't know, I don't know how to begin to apologize or where to explain," she leaned her forehead into the palm of her hand. Her arm was propped on the table.

"Just start at the beginning. Tell me everything." Harry touched her other hand. He was over being mad, all he could feel was love and concern.

"Well, a few days after you left I noticed I was late so I took a test and it was positive. I decided that I wasn't going to tell you until I was 100% sure. But by the time I went to the appointment it had already been a month since you gone and you never called so I thought you didn't want to talk to me at all." She gulped her water.

"I tried to call you but I lost the paper that had your number in the airport before I even made it to London." Harry retold what happened. He could see the surprise in her face. "I called Gabrielle's old agency for the her number but they said they weren't able to give it to me."

"I'm so sorry, Harry," she began crying.

"Don't cry, I'm not mad at you anymore," he gave her a small smile.

"I'm sorry, it's the hormones." She wiped away her tears with a napkin. "I called you before I left America and a girl answered the phone."

Harry frowned in confusion. Must have been Taylor who answered, she probably forgot to pass on the message. "That was probably Taylor, but I never got that message I would have called you. I went to Los Angeles looking for you Karmina." He met her eyes but couldn't read her.

"When?" She asked while eating.

"I don't know maybe two weeks ago, I ran into Charles and he told me about your tour dates online so I came here," Harry chugged his wine, it was still to much to process at once. "How far along are you?" Harry smiled to her.

"I'm twenty-six almost twenty-seven weeks," Harry's watched as she smiled and reached down to her belly.

"Can I feel?" He raised his eyebrows with hope.

"Of course," she smiled back and stood up while Harry walked around and place a hand on her stomach. His baby was growing in there. "She just kicked," Karmina laughed and moved his hand over to where she had felt it. Harry's eyes widened when he felt the baby kick. It was the most incredible thing he ever felt.

"Wow," he smiled at her belly then returned to his seat. "Do you know what it is?"

"It's a girl," the smile was permanently on her face now. Talking about the baby made her happy, Harry thought.

"A girl, that's great. Have you picked any names?" He was already mentally thinking of names he would choose.

"Not yet," she looked down and Harry was a bit relieved. "What's going to happen now? I mean you have a girlfriend." The smile was gone now.

"She doesn't mean anything to me," Harry looked at her eyes but she avoided his. "You should move into my flat, we have a spare bedroom."

"That's too much to fast Harry," she shook her head from side to side.

"Well, I have a right to be in her life. I'm her father," Harry was determined to do the right thing.

"Well, we don't have to decide anything right now. I have a tour date in London next week, we can meet up then and talk some more," Karmina suggested.

"Okay," Harry agreed.

Notes

So......... Tell me where you guys are from?! I wanna know what country and city! :D I'm currently living in California. Let me know what you think about this chapter!


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