The next morning, I woke up and continued on with my normal routine. I got Kayden ready for school, got her breakfast, and then got ready for work. After I had dropped Kayden off, my phone started to ring. I glanced down at it and realized it was Lottie.

"Lotts, I can't really talk right now. I have to get to work." I said as soon as I answered the phone.

"I know Lou but I think you should hear this." She said.

I glanced at the clock and realized I could spare a minute. "Alright, quickly, what's up?" I asked her.

"There is an article about you." She said simply.

"Yeah, thanks for that information. There have been tons of articles about me recently." I said sarcastically.

"No Lou. This one is about yesterday." She said and my stomach churned. "Apparently people recognized you talking to Harry yesterday at esquire's. The rumors about Kayden being his have just blown up. People are going crazy."

"Shit! This isn't good." I thought out loud. "Lottie let me call you back, I have to call Harry."

We got off the phone and I quickly scrolled to Harry's contact. It only rang twice before he answered.

"Hi Louis. Is everything okay?" He asked. How is he concerned about me right now? He has to know about the article by now if Lottie knows.

"Yeah, yeah. Everything is fine." I assured him. "But Lottie just called me and told me about an article. Apparently people saw us together at esquire's yesterday?"

He was quiet for a second. "Oh. Yeah. That." He spoke.

"I'm sorry Harry." I said quickly. "I should have just met you somewhere private."

"No Lou. Really, it's not your fault." There was no hint or anything but sincerity in his voice. "I really don't care about the rumors."

I couldn't believe he was saying this. "Harry, you should care about the rumors. This is your career. Your life. Everything you have worked for." I tried to get through to him.

"Louis, I have a daughter." He said as if I didn't already know this. "I am not going to hide that fact like I am some sort of ashamed of her. If that means coming out of the closet, then so be it."

I understood where he was coming from, and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't impressed by how he was being about all of this. However, that didn't mean that I didn't want to keep Kayden out of the spotlight for as long as physically possible.

"Harry, I appreciate that. Really, I do." I told him. "But think about Kayden here for a second. Do you really want paparazzi following her and I around all the time? You know how much of vultures they are."

He took a deep breath. "Yeah. I guess you're right. I don't think that would be good, for either of you." He said simply. "I'll call Liam and have him release a statement."

I nodded, then realized he couldn't see me. "Okay that sounds good." I said. "And maybe we could just hang out at my house today instead of going to the park?" I suggested. "With that article being out, everyone around here probably knows that you're in the area." I explained.

"Yeah. That's okay with me." He responded.

I pulled up to work and told Harry that I had to go and that I would see him at 3:30. We got off the phone and I went into the building. When I sat down at my desk, I had a mound of work I had to get done. The day was passing quickly because I was so busy. When my lunch hour came, I pulled up the internet search bar on my computer and tried to find the article Lottie was talking about. It wasn't very hard to discover.

Oh. My. God. Guys. Is this really happening?! Yesterday, Harry Styles was seen at a coffee shop with Louis Tomlinson, according to fans. Who is Louis Tomlinson, you ask? Well he just so happens to be the father of the little girl that fans are calling Harry's "secret love child" due to the undeniable similarities between the two. He ALSO happens to be the guy that five years ago, Harry invited back stage and then was later seen leaving Harry's house early the next morning. You guys can do that math on that one. Fans have been going crazy with this new information, especially the ones who are convinced Harry is not exactly straight. We reached out to Liam Payne for comment but haven't received anything back yet. What do you guys think? Is Harry Styles really a father? Or maybe the recent talk about him just made Harry want to "catch up" again. Let us know what you think.

Update @ 11:30 am: Well we heard back from Mr. Payne for comment. This is what he had to say. "Harry is in Doncaster on business. Just because he had coffee with someone does not mean he is romantically involved them, or the father of their child. To be honest, sometimes these rumors get a little out of hand. They shouldn't be taken seriously."

Well, while it doesn't exactly deny that the child is his, I guess we are just going to have to accept that answer for now.

"Well, maybe that will put it to rest for a bit." I said to myself. "Probably not though." I rolled my eyes, realizing that something this big is not just going to die down.

After my work day was over, I packed up my stuff and headed out to my car. I sent a quick text to Harry letting him know I was picking up K from school and I'd be home shortly. He said that he was getting ready and he would meet me at my house at 3:30 like we planned.

To say I was nervous would be an understatement. I knew Kayden would be fine because she will only know him as one of my friends for now. However, I was worried about how Harry would act with her. Would he be able to talk to her? When he saw her the other night, he literally froze. I couldn't even tell if he was breathing. Hopefully that was just the shock of everything sinking in.

I got to Kayden's school and walked inside to find her sitting on the bench she normally waits on.

"Hi Daddy!" She said, grabbing her backpack.

"Hi Princess. Are you ready to go?" I asked her and she nodded. I signed her out and buckled her seatbelt. On the drive home I decided to tell her our plans. "Daddy has a friend coming over when we get home today." I watched in the rearview mirror as her face lit up. She loves meeting new people. She is the epitome of a social butterfly.

"Will they play with me?" She asked.

"Yes sweetheart. Him and I will both play with you." I answered. A part of me wanted to tell her that she needed to be on her best behavior, but I figured that if she is able to scare him off by not behaving, then he doesn't deserve to be in her life anyways.

When we got home I noticed Harry wasn't there yet. However, it was only 3:15 so he still had time to show up. I brought Kayden inside and sat her at the table to do her homework. I made her a snack while she worked on her worksheet. It only took 10 minutes to complete and then she wanted to go play in her room. I told her that was fine and she ran upstairs excitedly.

Right at 3:30 there was a knock at the door. I was going to tell him to come in, but I realized that the last time I did that he refused listen, so I went over and opened the door for him.

"Hi Harry." I said, letting him come inside.

"Hey Lou." He responded.

I could tell he was nervous. "Do you want me to get Kayden?" I asked him, making sure he was ready.

"Could you give me just a minute?" He sounded unsure, but that was understandable. He was meeting his daughter for the first time. He would remember this for the rest of his life.

"Yeah of course." I said softly. "Just let me know when you're ready." He nodded.

After a few minutes he looked at me, took a deep breath, and smiled. "Okay. I'm ready." He said.

I nodded and walked over to the stairs. "Kayden!" I shouted. "Come downstairs please!"

Within a couple of seconds, you could hear the pitter patter of little feet making its way towards and down the stairs.

"Yeah daddy?" She asked.

I glanced at Harry and saw that he was staring at her in complete awe.

"I have someone I'd like you to meet Kayds." I told her. "This is Harry."

Kayden looked at Harry and smiled brightly. She walked over to Harry and immediately ran her hand through his hair. "Hi Harry! I'm Kayden! Your hair is really pretty!" She said sweetly.

You could see Harry was trying his best to hold back tears. "Thank you, angel. Your hair is very pretty, too. It's feathery just like your daddy's." He told her.

Kayden seemed to like this answer because her smile grew three times in size. She turned to look at me then looked back at Harry and whispered, thinking I couldn't hear her, "Daddy is pretty too! Don't tell him I said that though. He says pretty is for girls!" She giggled.

"Well your secret is safe with me." Harry whispered back, pretending to zip his lips shut.

I stood there watching the two of them. Seeing them stand next to each other only made the similarities between them so much more obvious. There was absolutely no denying that she was Harry's daughter. No wonder it only took one picture for Harry's fans to figure it out.

Kayden wanted us to play dollhouse with her, so that is exactly what we did. After about two hours of having to pretend we were talking little figurines, she wanted to go play football in the backyard. We were standing around kicking the ball to each other when all of a sudden Kayden gasped.

"I KNOW WHO YOU ARE!" She covered her mouth as if she was shocked. Harry looked at me in a panic and I simply shook my head. I knew where she was going with this. "YOU'RE THAT SINGER MY AUNT LOTTIE LOVES!" She exclaimed excitedly.

Harry laughed loudly and then nodded his head. Kayden looked like she just solved the world's greatest puzzle. She was so proud of herself. She kept asking if we could invite Aunt Lottie over but I told her we would another time. She accepted that and we went back to passing the football.

When dinner time came, we all decided on ordering a pizza. Harry insisted on paying for it, and no matter how much I fought with him about it, I knew I wasn't going to win. Finally, I gave up when he whispered in my ear, asking how much money I have spent on Kayden in the past four years.

K wanted to watch a movie after dinner so we all settled on the couch. She really seemed to like Harry, which is exactly what I was afraid of, but she likes everyone. So there we sat, watching Trolls, Harry on one side of Kayden and me on the other. Eventually she fell asleep while leaning on me, so I slowly lifted her up and carried her to bed. I tucked her in and kissed her forehead. When I came back downstairs, I couldn't help but notice the smile on Harry's face.

"Lou, she is wonderful. Absolutely wonderful." He said in awe. "You have done an incredible job with her."

I simply smiled, not knowing what to say at the sudden compliment. "I think today went really well." I voiced.

"Me too. I was nervous at first, but she is just so perfect. She really made it easy for me." He said. "Do you want help cleaning up?"

I nodded. I knew he was going to insist on helping if I said no, so I decided to pick my battles and skip that one. We quickly made work of cleaning up the toys in the living room and the pizza from the kitchen. When everything was clean and put away, Harry grabbed his jacket and keys. We were both trying not to make it awkward, but that is exactly what it was.

"Do you have any plans tomorrow?" He asked.

I shook my head. "Other than work and school, we're free." I said.

"Would you like to come to my house? You and Kayden?" He offered.

I thought about it for a minute. "What about the paparazzi?" I asked him.

He shook his head quickly and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "They won't be a problem. A few years back I got a restraining order on them. They're not allowed to camp out in front of my house anymore."

This made me feel at ease because the last thing I wanted was paparazzi around my baby girl.

"Okay, then we'll be there." I agreed.

Harry smiled brightly. "Great! I'll text you the address. Its um... It's the same house as last time." He obviously seemed like he was trying to avoid that topic.

I chuckled, "I kind of figured it would be, mate." I said. "But text me the address anyways because I don't remember how to get there. We will probably be there around 4:30, depending on the traffic." I told him.

He nodded and said goodnight. I couldn't help but notice how happy he seemed as he walked out to his car. To be honest, I was happy too. Today couldn't have gone better. Now I just have to hope that she doesn't become too attached to him, and that she doesn't hate me when she finds out who he really is.