Change For Me, Harry Styles.

Chapter 90:

Olivia's POV:
I opened my eyes and automatically closed them when the sun burned them.
I felt the bed dip and smelt his cologne, knowing he was home.
"Hi, Noah." I say and he chuckles, then kisses my forehead.
"Good morning."
I open my eyes and smile up at him, knowing he would smile back.
"Sleep well?" I joke.
"Actually... yeah. Her couch is comfortable as hell." he laughs.
"Thats ... Good?"
"It was . But I'm glad Im home again," He says.
"Good." I say and sit up.
I peck his lips and stand up, stretching.
"How'd you sleep?" He asks.
"Uh.. Good." I say and grab my bra.
"Oh, that's good."
I nod and put it on, then change my shirt.
I walk out to the living room and see Tabitha is here.
"Hey," I smile
"Oh, hi." She says and smiles.
"You here to babysit Paige?"
"Yeah."
I nod and sit down, grabbing Noahs cup of tea.
"Thanks for letting Noah stay last night,"
"Oh, no problem."
I nod and realize you can never keep a conversation going with her.
Noah comes out , thanks the heavens, and sits down.
"Im not going to work," he says.
"What? Why?"
"I just dont feel good."
"So Tabithas here-"
"No, I have to fix the car today."
"Ohhhh,"
He nods and shares an awkward glance with Tabitha. I raise my eyebrow and stand up, then walk to Paige's bedroom.
Shes on the floor, playing with barbies.
"Hi mummy!" She smiles at me.
"Hi sweetie. Sleep well?"
She nods and stands up.
"Tabitha is gonna watch you today." she says.
"What? I dont like her." she whispers.
"Me either," i say.
"So only for today?"
I nod and she sighs.
"Okay. Ill be good for her."
"Thats my girl," I kiss her forehead and she smiles.
"Come on, come help mumma look for some clothes to wear to work."



"Okay... I should be home by 3." I say to Noah and kiss him. I look over and Tabitha is staring at us.
"Okay. Love you." he says.
"Love you.. Too.." I say cautiously.
I get in my car and leave for work, scared to find out what happens when Im not at home.
Or maybe Im just being paranoid.



Harry's POV:
"Hey Paul," I smile and get in the car.
"Got some news, Styles." he smirks.
"Tell meh," I say and wink.
"Your single is #1 in 22 countries."
I choke on my water and start coughing really hard.
"No.fucking.way."
"Yes way."
"Oh my god! Thats amazing,....!"
"Well, yeah." He laughs and shakes his head.
"I- im so happy."
"Okay. So, let that sit there for a while. Um, this is where we're going. Los Angeles, California. Dallas,Texas..."
He lists off a lot of states Ill be visiting but I still cant get over the fact that My single is #1 in 22 countries.
I sigh and he looks up at me.
"I know its something you dont want to discuss , but we have too."
"Okay."




**

"And this is our biggest flat."
"How much?" Paul asks.
"32,000,000"
"Thirty two million?" I gasp.
"Sold." Paul says.
"W-what?"
"Your single sold more than that."
My eyes widen and he writes a check.
"Heres your keys. Move in at any time, Mr. Styles."
He leaves and I stare at Paul.
"This is soooo expensive."
"Get used to it. Now... What do you want to do next?"
"Go get a tattoo." I say.
"You sure? they do hurt."
"Im a fucking 21 year old. Not a 5 year old."
He nods and we leave the house.
"So," he says, "i know you lied."
"What?"
"About your family."
"I-I have no clue what youre talking about." I say and the limo starts up.
"You have a daughter who is 2. Her name is Paige."
"How the-"
"The fans know."
"Oh!" I say and change the subject. "What would my fans be called? Ya know, you got the swifties, the lavotics,"
"The Harolds?"
"No, too plain."
"The - I dont know! You choose."
"My slaves."
"What?"
"What."
"Harry.. Youre crazy."
The car stops and I shrug. "I know."
We get into the tattoo shop and i freeze.
"Better make it count." Paul says and I groan.
"Okay."
I sit in the chair and pull out my arm.
"What do ya want, Pretty boy?"
"Okay, I am not pretty. What is up with-"
'Calm your tits. I was joking."
"Oh," I mumble, "i want a name."
"Really?" He laughs.
"Yes. My daughters name."
"Oh. Whats her name? And which font?"
"Paige and cursive."
"Okay. Ready?"
I nod and feel the pain shoot through my arm.
"If Olivia was here to see this," Paul laughs.
"Shut the hell up," I hiss and I can imagine Livvy standing there with her eyes full of worry.

"No ! no. no." im to young to have a child! her eyes widen and have tears in them. "Im too young for a child! Im only 19!!" She says and she starts to cry.
Most girls would be smiling, jumping up and down in happiness, or even crying tears of joy but not her.
"I-..."
I rub her back and look at the doctor.
"We can do an abortion..." He says and I shake my head.
"No.... I don't want that. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if I did that." She says.
"Well, go home, get some rest, and.. Congrats." He smiles towards me. I grab her hand make her follow me out.

She stays silent as her head rests against the window.
"I can't believe im 19, and pregnant." she says and I nod. "I promised myself, I would finish college,
Be married, have a big house and a perfect job, then I could have a kid. This is definitely not the way I want it." she mumbles and it starts to upset me.
"Well its not my fault." I raise my voice a little.
"Yes , it is! You forgot a condom."
"Youre the girl-"
"Oh don't even blame this on me! Youre the one who comes into me!" She says and I roll my eyes.
"Well im sorry for fucking up your life." I snap and turn the car off when we get home.
She looks at me and starts bawling.
"Im sorry..." She whispers, "im just so fucking scared. Nothing is going the way I planned and im just terrified of being a horrible mother or giving birth. I- im scared of being bigger than I usually am, and im-- im so scared." she says and hides her face in her hands s
I rub her back and watch her.
"Youre still beautiful to me." I say quietly and she looks up.
"Im sorry for blaming you." She says and I nod. "Its okay," I blink, "come here." i say and lean over the console.
I kiss her and rest my hand on her neck. I bite her bottom lip softly and pull away.
"I love you, you know that right? Ill be here everytime you need me; every step of the way." I say and she smiles.
"I love you too." she says and opens her door.
I copy her actions and follow her inside. I nearly choke seeing her mum and my mum in there.
"Mum? How'd you get in?" I ask and Livvys mum glares.
"You got my DAUGHTER PREGNANT AT 19!" She yells and I cover my ears.
Mum smirks at her and hugs me.
"Congrats, son." She smiles.
"No! Not congratulations! Livvy has a lot of plans and dreams and a fucking baby will mess it all up!" She says and I roll my eyes.
"Mum... Stop." Livvy says and quietly holds her hand up.
"Why Livvy? This little bastard that used you twice got you pregnant and now hes gonna use you for the baby."
"Why would he use her for a baby?" Mum asks and I nearly laugh.
"You know what I mean! He has you trapped, Livvy."
I roll my eyes at her and im glad my mums on my side.
"You two are not to be together. Livvy, pack your shit, we're getting you an abortion, and youre living with your father!" she says and I stand in front of Livvy.
"Shes 19! She doesnt have to go with you or do anything you say anymore.
Sorry. Not sorry." i say and cross my arms over my chest.
"I can file a report on you , styles! My father was a lawyer and I will sue you for having a sex tape of my daughter.'
"Mum STOP!" Livvy yells and everything goes silent.
"I fucking love him. Im sorry that im pregnant but I refuse to get a damn abortion because that is cruel and killing a living thing. Were you gonna get an abortion with me? Huh? I love Harry. And this time, I think we have it right." She says and stands in front of me.
Her mum raises her hand to slap her but Livvy grabs her wrist and puts it by her side.
"Im still your daughter, but get the fuck out of my house."
"No."
"I SAID GET THE GUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE NOW! Before I call the cops!"
She glares at Livvy before walking , or stomping, to the door. She opens it and looks back at her daughter.
"You worthless piece of shit. Im glad your father hit you." She says before shutting the door.
Livvy looks at me , then at Anne before biting her lip.
"Im sorry you had to see that." She whispers and I want to kiss her and hold her right her and right now.
"Why were you here mum?"
"Oh, she called me up screaming." she says, "I needed to back you up. Congratulations." She whispers and hugs me.
She hugs Livvy and leaves.

"Livvy?"
"Hmm."
She walks to the bathroom and i follow her. she strips and I watch her stare at her body the whole time she does.
"Goodbye good body." She whispers and I take off my clothes. I hug her from behind and look into the mirror with her.
"Youre beautiful. Every, single, part of you." I say and kiss her neck. She turns and looks at me.
"Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you happy about this baby?"
"Yes." I smile and she starts the water. She turned it onto the bath mode and got in slowly. I got in after her and smiled at her.
I grabbed her by her waist and sat her on my lap. We did nothing sexual, just stared into eachothers eyes.
"What would you want to name it if it were a girl?" I ask and her eyes light up.
"Hannah."
"Like Hannah Montana?" I joke and she slaps me.
"No, like Hannah Marie Styles." She rolls her eyes.
"How bout a boy? You get to choose." She says and plays with my wet curls.
"Uh... Louis." I smirk.
"No." She says.
"He isn't that bad. You just don't like him because hes annoying. To you."
"Shut up. No."
"Kay, Niall?"
"None of your bestfriends!"
"Okay. How bout... Dalton?"
"Dalton?"
"Mhm."
"You sure?"
"Mhm."
She smiles and kisses my lips. I kiss back and pull her closer to me. I feel her ... Rub against me.
I pull away and look at her.
"We're gonna be great parents." I smile.
"Harry?"
"Hmm?"
"Please dont ever leave me. I can't do this alone."
"I won't princess." I say and put my hands on her belly.
"Im here. For good." I smile and she kisses my lips before standing up.



I open my eyes and smile at the tattoo.

It says in cursive : Paige Marie Styles 11.29<3

"Ill be there soon, baby." I whisper and follow Paul out. The flashback fresh in my memory