The next two weeks went by quickly and everything was going well. Harry came over almost every day to see Kayden. She absolutely loved it because anything she wanted to do, he would do with no hesitation at all. It was nice to see them together, but the rate at which their relationship is developing scares me. Thankfully, he hasn't tried to make a move on me since the night Kayden was sick. I'm glad because I don't know if I would be able to stop him again. It was difficult enough the first time.

Today we we're going to Harry's house. It's Saturday, so I don't have work and Kayden doesn't have school. Harry thought that would be a great time to have us over. He said that he has a surprise for K. He wouldn't tell me what it was though, no matter how many times I asked.

"Kayds! Are you ready?" I yelled up the stairs.

"Coming dad!' She yelled back.

It was only a few seconds later that Kayden was coming down the stairs with a piece of paper in her hand.

"What's that love?" I asked her.

"Nothing daddy. It's for Harry." She said, hiding the paper so that I couldn't see it.

I decided not to push. I'll find out what is on the paper when she gives it to Harry anyways. I locked the door and we went out to the car. I buckled Kayden's seatbelt, got in the car, and started the hour long drive. I let K know it was going to be a little while until we got there, so she chose to take a nap. I decided to call Zayn, since I hadn't seen or spoken to him since Harry came around.

"Wow. You're alive!" Zayn answered with.

I chuckled. "Sorry Z. I've been really busy." I explained. "Harry found out about Kayden, so he has been spending just about every day with us, getting to know her and all."

"Wow. So the popstar finally found out, huh?" He questioned.

Zayn found out about Harry being Kayden's father when Kayden was about six months old. He had asked me to come with him to an art expo in London. I agreed and brought Kayden along with us.

"Zayn how far away is this café?" I complained. Pushing a stroller down the busy streets of London isn't fun and we've been walking for 10 minutes now.

"It's just up here on the left." He explained.

Just before we got to the café, we heard a bunch of girls screaming. We turned to face the commotion and noticed all the flashes of light from people taking pictures. They were obviously freaking out about some celebrity. I rolled my eyes and continued to walk. It wasn't until I heard a familiar voice that I stopped dead in my tracks.

"Thank you so much for your support!"

My head snapped towards the group of girls and paparazzi again and there was he was. Harry Styles. He looked great, as always. His hair was a little longer than it was a year ago. He genuinely looked really happy. After a minute of staring, Zayn tried getting my attention.

"Lou? You alright?" He asked.

"Oh. Sorry, yeah." I said. Then I noticed Harry starting to walk in our direction. I looked at Harry, who hadn't seen me yet, and then looked at the stroller that had my sleeping daughter in it. His sleeping daughter. "Shit!" I exclaimed.

"What's wrong?!" Zayn asked confused.

"We have to move. We have to hide. He can't see me. He can't see her." I rambled.

I pushed the stroller into the nearest store, which coincidentally happened to be for baby clothes. Zayn started to look around as if we were shopping, while I kept glancing out the store window. When I noticed Harry was gone, we left and made our way down to the café. Zayn hadn't said anything yet but I knew it was only a matter of time.

When we sat down, he spoke. "So mate, do you want to tell me what that was about?" He asked.

I knew there was no getting out of this. Zayn is one of the few people who can read me like a book. I sighed and put my head in my hands.

"He is Kayden's other father." I mumbled.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Z asked, making sure he heard me right.

"Harry Styles," I whispered, not wanting anyone else to hear. "He is Kayden's father."

Zayn was quiet for a few minutes, and then broke out into a laugh. I looked at him confused. I didn't understand how this could possibly be funny.

"I'm sorry mate." He said through a laugh. "But why on earth would you not want him to know? Do you know how much you could get in child support from him?!"

"Really?" I asked, unamused. "You think I should tell him just because of the amount of money I could get? Do you not know me at all?"

He looked sorry instantly. "Lou... that isn't what I meant. I know you're not like that." He explained. "But I still don't understand. He seems like a good guy. Why don't you want him in Kayden's life?"

"It isn't like I think that he is unworthy or her." I said immediately. "I don't. It's just, he has so much going on in his life. I feel like a baby would ruin that for him. And what if it does? Would he resent her for it? I don't want her to feel like she was a mistake. She may have not been planned at all, but she is anything but a mistake."

Zayn was speechless. I could tell he didn't exactly agree with my choice but he wasn't about to argue it with me. It wasn't mentioned often after that. The only other time it was brought up, was when Kayden started to look a lot like Harry. And even then, it was just an observation and then it was left alone again.

"He does know that if he hurts my goddaughter, I will kill him right?" He said seriously.

I chuckled. "Yeah, I've told him as much." I answered.

We talked for a little bit about how Harry has been with Kayden and about how he is going back on tour soon. After about 20 minutes, Zayn told me he had to go and we made plans to hang out next week.

The rest of the drive went smoothly, K sleeping the whole time. When we pulled up, I approached the gate and told them who I was. The gate opened and I drove up the long driveway. The last time I was here was the night Kayden was conceived. The thought made me shiver. I never thought I would be back here after that.

"Kayds, babe." I whispered softly in her ear. "We're here."

She half woke up and sleepily lifted her arms, asking me to carry her. I complied and when we got to the door, I knocked. It was only a couple second until Harry opened the door. He was in sweatpants and had chosen not to wear a shirt. The sight made me want to crawl into a hole. This man was going to be the death of me.

"Crap. Sorry. I was about to change but I got caught up with something." He explained, letting us in the door. "Have a seat in the living room, I'll be right back."

I walked over to the couch and laid Kayden down. I sat next to her and put her head on my lap. She had fallen back asleep, but I knew it wouldn't be for long. Once she heard Harry's voice and remembered he has a surprise, she would be wide awake.

I looked around the living room. It looked exactly the same as it did five years ago. I assume it's because Harry isn't here all that often. There really isn't much reason to change it, I guess. I glanced at the spot on the couch where we first kissed. Then I looked at the stairs and remembered how he carried me up them with such ease, our lips never separating. I shook my head and tried to think of something else. I definitely did not need to think about these things with my daughter's head on my lap.

After a few minutes Harry came back downstairs, this time fully clothed. He walked over to us but when he noticed Kayden was sleeping, he started to tiptoe.

"Hey." He whispered.

I laughed slightly. "You don't need to whisper Harry." I told him. "If she wakes up, it's no big deal."

He nodded. "So how have you been?" He asked.

"You mean since I last saw you two days ago?" I smirked and he rolled his eyes.

"Just trying to make conversation." He reasoned. "Do you want me to get you anything?"

I thought for a second. "A cup of tea would be nice." I suggested.

He nodded and got up, heading for the kitchen to make my tea. A minute later he came back in telling me the kettle was on the stove and that he was just waiting for it to boil.

The time spent waiting was awkward. It always was when Kayden wasn't around to distract us and give us something to do. I tried not to make eye contact with him, because the last time I was here with him, we were all over each other. Right when it looked like he was about to say something, the kettle started to whistle. He got up and walked to the kitchen. He came back a few moments later with a cup of tea.

I took it and thanked him. I couldn't help but notice it was my favorite, Yorkshire Tea. I know Harry prefers coffee, so a part of me wondered if he bought this specifically for when I'm here. I started to feel a little warm inside, and I don't think it was because of the tea.

"Daddy?" I heard Kayden say sleepily as she started to stir on my lap.

"Morning princess." I said softly.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She looked around confused for a minute and then her eyes landed on Harry.

"HARRY!" She yelled. She got up and ran over to give him a hug.

"Hi angel." He said. "How was your nap?"

"Your couch is comfortable." She told him. "I'm not tired now though."

He smiled. "Well that's good, because I have a surprise for you."

Her eyes lit up as she remembered the surprise. "WHAT IS IT?! WHAT IS IT?! WHAT IS IT?!" She shouted while jumping up and down.

Harry looked at me as if silently asking if he could give it to her. I nodded despite not knowing what it was. He smiled and stood up. "Follow me." He told the both of us.

We followed him to his backdoor. I could see it before Kayden could because she wasn't tall enough to see out the window. She was going to love it.

"Are you ready?" he asked her. She nodded quickly.

He opened the door and Kayden gasped. There in front of her was an enormous bounce house.

"OH MY GOSH! THANK YOU HARRY!" She jumped into his arms. "THANK YOU SO MUCH! I LOVE IT!"

I took out my phone quickly to take a picture. The sight in front of me was too good not to.

"You're very welcome sweetheart." He said putting her down.

She turned to me. "Daddy look at what Harry got me!" She exclaimed.

"I see it Kayds." I chuckled.

"Can I go play in it?! Please?!" She asked hopeful. I nodded and she ran off to go play.

After about five minutes of watching her, Harry and I were actually jealous of a four-year-old. Finally, Harry took out the manual to look at the weight restrictions on it. We quickly learned that since he got the biggest one they had, that it could handle the weight of us in it as well. We both ran into the bounce house to join Kayden in the fun.

Two hours of jumping around later, Harry and I were exhausted but K was still going strong. I have always wondered where she gets all of her energy from. That child is like the energizer bunny.

Harry and I got out of the bounce house and he decided he would grill burgers for dinner. We were standing around each drinking a beer and watching Kayden bouncing all around as if she had everlasting energy. Harry's phone started to ring and he sighed before answering it.

"Hey Gem." He said. I realized quickly that it was his sister. "No, it's not really a good time. Louis and Kayden are here." He told her. He looked at me for a second and I gave him a questioning look. "I don't know Gemma. I'll have to ask Louis about it.... Okay.... Yeah I'll call you back.... Bye." He hung up the phone.

"What's up?" I asked him, getting straight to the point.

He seemed nervous. "Um... that was my sister, Gemma." He told me. He was clearly trying to beat around the bush.

"I gathered that much, mate." I said sarcastically.

"Right." He began. "Well she wants to come over. You know, to meet Kayden." He said sheepishly.

I felt my entire body tense. Meeting Harry and spending time with him was one thing, but meeting part of his family as well? That's taking it a bit too far too fast, I feel.

"I don't know Harry." I told him quietly.

"She doesn't need to know she is anything other than my sister." He explained quickly. "She can just think that she came over to see me while you two just happened to be here."

I didn't like this. "No. I'm sorry. I don't think it's a good idea." I said. "She is just now getting to know you."

"And whose fault is that, Louis?" He snapped.

I stood there looking at him shocked. I didn't expect for him to get mad. I waited for an apology, thinking it was just a slip up or something, but it never came.

"Wow. Okay." I said with an attitude.

"Well what do you expect?!" He said in the same tone. He walked closer to be able to talk lower so Kayden wouldn't hear. "My sister is her aunt. She has a right to meet her."

I knew he had a point, but it didn't have to be now. Not so soon. "I'm not comfortable with it. It isn't happening. Not yet." I told him.

"Okay." He laughed humorlessly. "So when should I tell her? About four years? That seems to be the usual time frame right?!"

I could not believe he was fighting me on this. I wasn't about to stand here and let him talk to me like I'm scum. I will not feel bad for what I did and the reasons I did it. I completely ignored him and went over to get Kayden. I put her shoes back on and picked her up.

"Say goodbye to Harry, Kayds." I told her, trying not to take my anger out on her.

"Bye Harry." She said sadly as I walked past him.

I could hear him walking behind me as I walked through the house and out the front door. I made quick work of putting Kayden in the car and buckling her seatbelt. I shut the door and started to walk around to the driver's side when Harry spoke.

"So what?! You're just going to take her away again?! God Louis! You're so fucking selfish!" He yelled.

I looked at him with a pissed off look on my face. "Screw you Harry." I spat.

He took two long steps towards me with a smirk on his face. He leaned in really close to my ear and whispered. "Oh but you see Louis, I have screwed you." He said cockily. "And if I remember correctly, you quite liked it." He pulled away with a smug look on his face and took a step back.

I was too angry to pay attention to the shiver that went down my back. I got into the car, shut the door, and quickly drove away. "What a fucking prick." I thought to myself, ignoring the part of me that screamed that I was overreacting.