Niall's POV

Niall's hand squeezed the steering wheel of his car. He was nervous, more for the reason of how things would play out. He had never had an issue speaking to new people, in fact he enjoyed it. He was more worried that she wouldn't like him. Belen was the name Eleanor said. He had spoken with her on the phone earlier, she sounded sweet. Niall wasn't looking for a girlfriend but going on date is hardly a commitment. For the last few months the only girl he could think of was the one from the club that day, back in the summer, Belle. He barely had spoken to her, but he liked her. Something about her just made him feel like they had connected on other than a physical level.

He pulled up by the restaurant and parked. He had only a few minutes to spear. Niall walked in to see Belen was already there at the table. She was a beautiful blonde, blue eyed and very slender. She looked familiar to Niall. Belen stood when he arrived at the table, Niall shook her hand.

"Nice to meet you," she said in a high pitched voice. Niall notice a slight accent.

"Nice to meet you too," Niall smiled. "How are you?"

"I'm good." She answered, Niall could sense she was shy.

"So, tell me about yourself?" He began.

"I just turned eighteen, and I'm from Spain. I am a model and have been modeling since I was seven years old," she smiled. Niall mirrored hers, before sipping his beer. "What about you?"

"I'm eighteen, as well. From Mullingar, in Ireland. I enjoy soccer and I have one brother. And you already know about one direction." Niall laughed awkwardly, she then began laughing as well and snorted. Niall thought it was incredibly cute, especially when her face took a reddener.

"You're really pretty," Niall winked at her.

"Thank you," she nodded with a grin. The night continued on and Niall drove her home at the end of the night and walked her to her door.

"I had a nice time," Niall smiled at her.

"Me too," she smiled back. Niall leaned in and gave her quick peck on the lips. Niall thought Belen was nice and sweet, but what he felt for her didn't nearly compare to Belle, his mysterious club girl.

Niall instead of returning to his flat went up to Harry's and Louis flat. Liam had called earlier that the boys were over there. Niall didn't bother knocking this time and just walked in too see Liam, Zayn, and Louis sitting on the couch playing FIFA. He said hello to all of them before sitting down.

"How was your date?" Louis made a kissy face. Niall laughed loudly.

"It was fine, but I didn't really much of a connection," Niall admitted.

"She nothing like the club girl I'm assuming," Zayn raised an eyebrow.

"What club girl?" Liam paused the game to look at him. Niall's eyes widened but he only smiled tight lipped.

"He didn't tell you guys about the one night stand club girl back in Los Angeles," Zayn laughed.

"What?!" Louis looked at him incredulously, they all knew it was out of character for him.

"Where's Harry?" Niall asked out loud, attenpting to change the conversation. Then he watched as Harry emerged from his room, his curls all going in different directions. Harry waved at Niall before continuing running around the apartment.

"Harry's been cleaning, he's been like that ever since he got back from Paris," Louis said, without taking his eyes of the screen.

"What happened over there?" Liam grabbed some chips from the kitchen that Niall then stole.

"He won't tell me, all he said was that Karmina would coming in a few days, with her friend and they would be staying the the guest room," Louis sipped his beer.

"Let's all talk to him, maybe he will open up," Zayn left to Harry's room and pulled him out. "Sit Harry, have a beer."

"I'm not done cleaning," Harry protested, but drank his beer anyway.

"What happened with you and Karmina?" Liam asked Harry.

"We talked and invited her to stay here," Harry said nervously.

"Harry, we're your friends tell us what happened?" Niall patted Harry's shoulder. Niall watched as Harry's sighed and but his head in his hands. He stayed like that for a few seconds before bringing his head back up.

"Karmina is pregnant, with my baby," Harry looked to the floor.

"Oh shit," Zayn whispered. All the boys were stunned, and didn't really know what to say.

"What are you going to do?" Louis pipped in.

"I don't know, that's why she is coming here. So we can talk about it." Harry said and Niall got up for another beer.

"I hate to be the one to ask but are you sure it's yours I mean you have seen her in five months." Liam always playing the father figure.

"She's almost six months pregnant. I'm sure it's mine but I know my moms going to want proof. How am I going to tell my mom?" Harry began crying and the guys all walked over and gave him a hug.

"Everything always gets better after the initial shock," Louis smiled. "Besides it's going to be so cute." This made Harry smile.

"It's a girl," Harry grinned from ear to ear.

Karmina's POV

Karmina sat starring out the train window, her feet propped up on the opposite seat where Gabrielle sloppily laid across. She had gone out last night with some of her Parisian friends. Gabrielle was always the life of the party and loved attention, which made her career choice ironic.

Later today she would be meeting with Harry for the first time since he left Paris. She wasn't nervous about seeing him but more nervous about the decisions she would have to make. He had begged her to stay in his apartment so she reluctantly agreed to keep everything at ease. Luckily she wouldn't be alone she would have Gabrielle with her.

When the train stopped they took a cab to Harry's building, in order to avoid any paparazzi. Karmina knocked Harry's door, a small suitcase in hand. Gabrielle had decided to stay at a hotel instead of Harry's. Karmina almost did the sand but she knew it would only hurt Harry more and it was the last thing she needed. Harry opened to the door sleepily, his bare chest exposed. All he wore was low riding boxer briefs that hung right below his indented hip bones. Karmina stared at his chiseled abs, images of the nights they spent together flashed through her mind. Harry cleared his throat and Karmina snapped out if her trance and looked up to see him smirking. She rolled her eyes.

"Are you going to invite me in?" She frowned. Harry's face reddened a bit with embarrassment.

"Yeah, come in love," he moved out of the doorway. Karmina ignored his use of a pet name, she had to keep in mind that he still had a girlfriend; regardless of what he said she meant. "Where's Gabrielle?" Harry asked.

"She decided to stay in a hotel, she'll come by later." Karmina stood awkwardly in the hallway.

"Let me show you your room," Harry picked up her bags and she followed him. He lead her to a medium sized room with lovely white wooden furniture with golden accents. The white bed had a match white canopy. The room was a peaceful oasis.

"Thank you, it's lovely," she smiled as she looked up at the chandelier.

"I hired an interior decorator," he laughed awkwardly. He was nervous about her being there, Karmina noted.

"You can relax I'm not going to bite you," she gave him a sideways glance before beginning to unpack.

Harry then whispered something Karmina didn't catch but sounded like "I wish you would."

"What was that?" Karmina's eyes darted to look at his.

"Nothing," he smiled. "I'm going to go take a shower." Harry said before leaving Karmina alone in the room.

Notes

I know Niall's story really hasn't taken off yet but it will soon! I hope you like it! More h+k in the next chapter!

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