I arrive at Taylor's house and I'm curious about what we will talk about.
I shouldn't have been such a bitch to her about it.
"Come in." She says with a smile opening the door for me.
"How are you?" I ask.
I try to ease into the conversation.
"I'm okay. I didn't mean anything towards you or Harry." She says gliding her hand through her short hair.
"It's okay Taylor. I'm sorry for saying what I said." I apologize.
Her eyes start to water and I feel bad for her.
"Can't we just put this behind us? I don't have feelings for Harry. The alcohol took over me. I love Liam and I always will." Taylor says. She almost starts to cry.
"Okay. We can forget this." I say.
As much as I don't want to, I need to.
"Thank you Stella. I will make it up to you, I promise." She spits out.
"Okay." I say.
She comes up to me and hugs me.
I really miss her. She has to earn her trust back though. I mean I guess we can go forward like mature adults.
"So. Does that mean I can still talk to you about Harry?" I ask.
"If you feel comfortable about it. I don't want to act like nothing happened." She says.
"Sounds fair." I laugh.
"Well hows the baby? Your getting bigger Stel." She giggles.
"It's only been a little while." I say.
"Yeah, but you can tell." She laughs.
"I know." I say.
"What about you and Liam?"
"I think we're still together." She says.
"He loves you Taylor. You need to talk to him." I say rubbing my shoulder.
"Yeah. Do you think he'll take me back?" She looks down.
"Of course. You guys are meant to be together." I say hugging her.
"You think so?" She starts to cry.
"Yes, don't cry Taylor. Just talk to him and tell him how you feel." I say trying to help her out.
"I will. Thanks Stella." She says wiping her eyes.
"He'll take you back. You just have to make it up." I say.
"Okay." She says.
"I have to make it up to alot of people
"You'll get through it. people make mistakes. I'm gonna go home okay. I need to sleep." I say.
"Okay, do what you gotta do." She smiles.
"Bye Tay." I say exiting her house.
I drive to Harry's apartment and I see an unfamiliar car.
I walk inside and Harry's mom is sitting on the couch.
"Stella!" She says with a big smile on her face.
"Ms. Styles, I wasn't expecting to see you here." I say faking a smile.
"Oh well I just thought I'd give you company." She says.
"Don't just stand there come inside!"
"Okay haha." I say closing the door and sitting on the couch.
"My goodness your stomach has gotten bigger." She smiles and looks at it.
"I know. It's getting harder to do things." I admit.
"Oh honey I can imagine. Your glowing." She smiles.
"Thanks! Your too sweet." I say blushing.
"Where's Harry?" She asks.
"He's downtown at work." I say.
"Oh okay. You hungry I can cook for you?" She offers.
She's so sweet, it's overwhelming.
I also remember never telling her I'm pregnant. Harry must've told her.
"No no I'm fine." I say moving my hand.
"Oh please. The baby needs food." She says laughing.
"Okay." I giggle.
She cooks me a nice lunch which is spaghetti and meatballs.
It's so delicious!
"Thank you for that. That was the best lunch I've had in awhile." I admit.
"Oh thank you. A little something I learned in culinary school." She smirks.
"Thank you." I say.
"I heard you met Gemma, right?" She says cleaning up the kitchen.
"Yeah, she's very nice. I like her company." I smile and rub my belly.
"She enjoys yours too." She smirks.
"Why is Gemma here? I thought she lived in England?" I ask.
"Oh, her husband came here for a job interview. He's going to be a lawyer." She says with a big smile.
"Oh wow, that's nice." I say.
"Yeah. She's here for a week and then leaves back to England." Anne says.
"Oh okay." I say.
"What time did you get here?" I ask her.
"I got here at 2:30." She says.
"Oh alright." I say.
"Harry should be here any minute right?" She asks.
"Oh I don't know, he usually gets home at like 4 or 5." I say smiling.
When I think about Harry I smile to myself.
"Well I should probably get going. It was nice seeing you again." She says as she grabs her thick coat and leaves.
"Bye." I say.
It was a little random to see her here and suddenly leave.
Maybe she wanted Harry here and not me.
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Fate
FanfictionAn 18 year old girl named Stella Marie Chaplin meets a boy named Harry Styles. Little did they know, their relationship will take a big turn within just one night.