Change For Me, Harry Styles.

Chapter 64:

Olivia's POV:
"And you came here?! Why!"
"I thought-"
"Call the police, idiot!!"
I grabbed my phone and dialed the number.
"999 , whats your emergency?"
"My child has been kidnapped!" i cry.
"Ma'am , calm down. What's your address?"
I look at Harry and roll my eyes. I give her the address and she assures me the police are on their way. I hang up and push Harry against the wall. His eyes are big and wide and he looks scared.
"You fucking bastard!" I yell and go to slap him, but he catches my wrist.
"Calm down-"
"My child is with some crazy man that not even you knows him!!"
"Livvy-"
"Shes only 8 months old Harry!" i cry and grip his shirt.
"8 months." i whisper and let go of him. I put my face in my hands and cry.
"Dont cry, please." he croaks and I shake my head.
"You ... You got custody. You won her over, and now... You couldnt even wait until he was GONE completely."
"Love-"
"And what hurts the most, is... The last thing I told her was I was never coming back." i gulp and bite my lip.
"I let her down."
My body is shaking by now and I feel my head pounding.
"My baby's out there with some psycho!" I exclaim and hear the sirens. The Telly in the living room is reporting an 'Amber Alert' loudly.
"My poor baby..." i whisper and drop to the ground. Harry looks at me with tears but breaks the contact when I look at him.
"We'll find her." he mumbles but i hear him clearly.
The police knocks and he lets them in.
"Ma'am... Whats your childs name ?" The officer squats to get to my level and has a note book in his hand.
"Paige Styles." i mumble.
"How old?"
"8 months."
"Last time you saw her?"
"Ask her father."
He turns to harry and he gulps.
" an hour."
He turns to me again.
"Hair color?"
"Chocolate brown."
"Straight or curly?"
"Curly."
"Eye color?"
"Green."
"Okay. Can I get a picture of her?"
I nod and take out my wallet, handing him the picture of her recently.
"Shes a cutie," he smiles, "we'll find her."
I nod and squeeze my eyes closed.
I hope she's okay.


Harry's Fathers POV:
"Shhh... Don't cry." I smile at her and she stops.
She looks up at me and hiccups.
"I'm sorry this is happening Paige."
I sit down on my couch and sigh. Harry wasn't ready to be a father, just like I wasn't ready at 20 years old.
She sits there and looks at me, curiously.
"I know, i know what youre thinking. Im a fuck up. A bastard. a freak. Just like your daddy thinks. He thinks I never loved him. He thinks I was this bad guy, when All i did was fight with his mum. He doesnt even know me; and he hates me."
"Do you hate me?" I ask.
"You wont answer that." I chuckle and bite my lip.
I grab out my phone and have no missed calls.
I sigh and turn on the telly.
"AMBER ALERT: Paige Styles, daughter of Harry Styles and Olivia Potter has been abducted. They claim their daughter was kidnapped by Harrys biological father, and has not been seen for an hour. The daughter is only 8 months old, and doesn't talk. We interviewed the parents, here live:
"How do you feel Olivia?"
She looked at the camera and her eyes were red from crying.
"I want my baby back." she says, "I can't even believe this is happening."
"How about you, Harry?"
"That son of a BEEP needs to BEEP bring my child back." he says to the interviewer.
"When was the last time you saw your child?"
"An hour ago."
"A day ago." Olivia answers.
"And why's that?"
"Harry has custody of her." she mumbles and looks at the ground.
"What would be one thing you'd want Harry's father to know?"
She looks back into the camera.
"She... Paige doesn't deserve this."
I look down at Paige and she stares at the screen.
I give her her pacifier and sigh.
"Shes right, you don't deserve this."
I click the telly off and she starts crying.
I turn it back on and she calms down.
She spits out her pacifier and points at the telly.
"Mumma."




Harry's POV:
"And thats all the information we have."
The news people leave us alone and I sigh.
Olivia turns and walks inside, ignoring me.
"Livvy."
"What?" She snaps and grabs an ibuprofen.
"My dad wont hurt her."
She turned harshly and stared at me.
"You DONT know that. You dont even know him."
I nod. She's right, I didn't know this man.
She walked past me and sat on the couch, staring at the wall. I couldn't move.
I was a horrible father, letting this happen. I was a piece of shit for letting this happen.
"Livvy?"
I look back and her mother is standing there.
Olivia stands up quickly and runs to her mum, hugging her tight.
"Shes gone." Livvy wails and I hate myself 1000 times more.
Her mum eyes me and shakes her head. I look down at my feet and leave the house.

When i get home, I go straight to my room and sit on the bed, Looking at Paige's things.
This is why I never let anybody in.
And I never will, ever again.