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loving me takes patience harry is a single dad, he and his daughter Cassandra, or better Cassie, are stuck like glue to each other. Until Harry met another woman, Rebecca, a beautiful and intelligent, and captivating human being. this story is about love, a fresh start, family, and much more

oc! x single dad harry 

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PART ONE 

PART TWO

PART THREE

PART FOUR

PART FIVE

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the one where I…

harry and y/n met under not-so-good circumstances, but if you call it love or destiny is up to you, they just think is bad luck. 

they have to be together due to bigger circumstances. this is the story of how tragic and beautiful life can be  

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Hello besties, hope youre doing amazing! this is a piece of smtg I wrote a long time ago, I just made some changes and I hope you like this time....

a/n: singledad!harry, main/oc, divorced!harry, co-parenting!, friends to lovers, co-workers.

sumarry: harry is a recently divorced dad and doesnt know what to do with his life, until he meets a beloved co-worker

For now, you need to pay attention to this equation. According to this theory - mathematically speaking - positive added to positive equals positive. This means that, if you have a positive action in your life and add some more, the result shall be positive as well, isn't it? You see, Harry started to work very early in his life to help his mom take care of their home. Late in school, he also had a part-time job so he could save some money for college. He was very into numbers, so he was planning to go to Computer Engineering in college just after he finished school.

But not everything is just the way we want, right? Harry has been dating this beautiful girl since his first year of high school. They started with a friendship when both noticed that what they felt was more than just friendship, so it was given a shot, and since then they got together. Add this sequence to your equation: Two young people in love, plus hormones burning in their skin after some shots of tequila, multiply to an empty bathroom. What do we have? Yes, an unplanned pregnancy. They were both sitting in Karen's bathroom when the test result showed two lines, just proving their theory. Karen told him about two weeks ago she didn't get her period yet. He said "Don't worry, everything is gonna be fine, yeah? You told me that things like that can happen. " He for the first time, wasn't right. Harry was always right about things. Karen was pregnant and devastated. Sure, she wanted to be a mother someday, but that didn't mean it needed to happen right now when there was so much ahead. Both did. They experienced devastation, and their parents felt disappointment as well. The four of them were. But still decided to keep their baby angel.

And thank God they did it.

She was their little jar of happiness and joy. Wasn't easy to get where they are right now. They sacrificed so much for this moment. Both worked hard, so it was possible to buy every necessary little thing for their little Cassie - short for Cassandra, Karen's gramma. Double shifts and sleepless nights for Harry while trying to get everything settled, Karen working on her projects as well as opening her little boutique. From nursery to study sessions online to keep on track. It was a nightmare for both until this exact moment when they held their little chubby-haired princess in their arms. She was such a pretty girl, a perfect mixture of his pale skin with the exact amount of melanin from her mother. Just perfect.

They got married when Cassie just began to walk. It wasn't a big ceremony, just signing some papers, and Cassie, who was only 10 months old when walked down the aisle where they stood while waiting for her, looking like two goofy. Cassie was holding a little box with the rings, and that was it. A perfect little wedding for a perfect little family.

Until they weren't anymore.

Cassie was 3 years old when her parent got divorced. Harry and Karen made the decision to have shared custody for the sake of Cassie. Weekdays for Harry, weekends for Karen. It was a decision for the three of them. Nothing bad happened with the couple for such a thing as divorce. Their wedding things didn't ring as right as one day did. That adolescent flame got colder, so it was the best solution. When they sat down to talk about it, Harry experienced a lot of hurt and they reached an agreement on what was best. After all, he loved Karen and what they had. After a while, he noticed what he loved was his idea of the perfect relationship they had. Nothing is always that perfect, but in his head, he constructed all they built - their home, their belongings, all the little things, and details... They made all of this part of their history, but they also crafted a story that will never be erased. So the happy ever after they promised is still valid, they will be happy even if they are not together anymore. Their bond was forever. They ended on good terms, so everything was fine.

Even being ungraduated, Harry is working in computer engineering in a little building in the city, it wasn't as he planned but, at least he gets the money he needs. Cassie is 4 now, she is a kindergarten and a very smart and energetic little girl. Sometimes Harry is still astonished by how much energy she has. That was Karen's side, because he loved calm and silence, on the contrary of his girls. Karen hadn't his for a while now, but she is the mother of his child so, somehow she was still his girl in a non-possessive way.

This particular Tuesday, the requirements and schedules were calmer than normal. His supervisor, Jonah, sent an email to his team informing them, that they had a meeting in the afternoon with a potentially important client. Turns out this client wasn't from the UK or any other English-speaking country, but a Spanish company, and to be honest the Spanish company called La Computacion, wasn't interested in a full English-only meeting. Not every single person in the entire build knew a second language which was a shame. Jonah found a last-minute translator so they could help them as soon as possible.

The meeting was at 3 pm, at 1:30 pm the translator was already there. Some co-workers weren't very comfortable with the foreign company, and many of them whispered ''Doesn't make sense, why they didn't get an English translator?" Harry was beside this particular worker and said

"Well Conan, it's not their fault if you decided not to study another language"

"Oh, you did study then?"

"I haven't," he confesses "But you didn't see me complain, did you?"

"You're such a little thing, Styles. That's why no one likes you. "

Harry just rolled his eyes and left the cafeteria straight to the conference room where the meeting was about to happen. When he got into his seat, he looked around the room seeing some familiar faces, sometimes nodding in a silent 'hello'. He kept looking around when he saw it, right there in the right corner, sitting facing the marble table while reading what seemed to be noted, a tall golden skin with wavy hair, looking attractive as hell just by existing. The sight of it, right there in the right corner, sitting facing the marble table while reading what seemed to be noted, a tall golden skin with wavy hair, looking attractive as hell just by existing, enchanted him.

Jonah entered to room, went straight to the table where the lady was, and opened his computer typing something fast, suddenly the white screen plugged in lit up, and three unknown faces showed up. The lady stood up beside Jonah, who had been sitting in the corner until then.

"Good afternoon everyone," everybody responded and, he continued, "This is Rebeca Rojas, our translator. Miss Rojas has worked with Mr. Sabino for a long time now. While I was panicking about adjusting this meeting, Mr. Sabino indicated to me, Miss Rojas. Believe me, when I say she is a life savior," he said laughing, the room joined him, so he continued, "Please Miss Rojas, introduce yourself"

Rebeca started to speak. She explained she was a translator, and teacher, and interpreted in her free time. She works for a publishing company as a translator of Latin languages. Just after her presentation, Mr. Sabino started to speak, and so did Rebeca. As Sabino spoke, Rebeca translated right away. He could swear, he was in love with her voice. She sounded so smooth, she was so quick and so interactive. The purpose of the meeting was to discuss a new platform they were trying to create for another company. And Sabino's company would sponsor their project. It would take some time since what they were proposing would take a lot of work, and when I say a lot, I mean it. It was an extensive project, with interactive pages, online consultors, and the options go on and on. The meeting lasted at least 1 hour and a half. In the meantime, Miss Rojas spoke non-stop. I mean just a few times to sip water. Harry keeps thinking he could never last the way she did.

Everybody was leaving the room. Harry waited so he could introduce himself, he had to admit it, he was feeling kinda shy. It was a hard-working woman who spoke more than one language, more than he could be someday as a human being. Was he exaggerating? Yeah, I think so.

"Hello," he said, giving his hand for her to shake. "My name is Harry, it's a pleasure"

She smiles and shakes his hand. "It's a pleasure Harry. You're good?"

"I'm great, what about you?" she nodded saying she was fine "The conference was just incredible. I'm glad I could join...So I wanted to ask you, you mentioned you're a teacher right? You only teach Spanish?" she nodded.

She smiled brightly and answered,

"Well, yes, I'm a teacher and all my work involves the romantic languages, and English, and a bit of German. I'm not that good, but I'm trying," she laughed.

Harry could barely contain himself. Her laugh sounded like Christmas bells. He was just so impressed and being this beautiful...Got him right in the stomach.

"So, like..." he said, but she interrupted it

"Harry, I'd love to talk to you, but I kinda need to go. You know...paperwork," she said rolling her eyes.

He nodded "Oh, sure. Let me walk you out?" he said, offering his arm, which she gladly embraced. 

After that, he went back to his own shit. But his mind was far away.

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well thats it, lmk your feelings and if you maybe wants to read the second part or so...anyways

PART FOUR

Hello everyone, i know no one cares buttttt...here is the fourth part nobody asked fo but its here anyway! its shorter than usual but yeah, the dark days has come.

Hope you like :D

read the previous ones: part one, part two, part three

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After last week, Harry and Rebecca went out almost every day for lunch. They always talked about everything and nothing at the same time. Harry was always talking about Cassie. Rebecca could see the sparkle in his eyes, he was in love with his daughter. It was apparent he was a good father. Rebecca always asked about Cassie.

Harry liked to show her Cassie's drawings she did at kindergarten, talked about their play dates, and how he loved a "to-do list" so he could organize himself and how busy his schedule was. Rebecca was kind of amazed. Harry on the other hand was afraid of pushing too hard on his dad's side to the point where Rebecca could not get interested in him because of his lifestyle. Oh, if he only knew what was going on in her head, just in a few days, Harry somehow set a hurricane of emotions on her.

On Monday after work, Harry called his mom when he needed her the most. Cassie was with her mom spending the week, so he did not have anyone he could talk to - he wasn't the type of ''Oh I've so many friends" guy. So Harry dialled his mom's number and on the third ring, he said "Mom, there's this woman at work, we are friends and she is so...pretty mom! She is funny and smart, like so smart! But I'm so afraid of getting close to someone, you know? But...Cassie is the first and only priority in my life, I can't start thinking about being with someone, besides I don't even know if that's what I want and also, I don't even know if she has a partner, you know? I'm so afraid of being with someone who will leave me again, I can't allow anyone to hurt Cassie and me. I'm just so confused. Call me when you hear this, okay? I love you, mom" As we can see, the call went straight to voicemail. Harry decided it would be better to go to sleep.

The next day Harry woke up at his usual time, took a shower, had breakfast, and went to his Saturday morning run. His earphones were blasting in his ears. Believe me, Heavy Metal Rock wasn't his thing, but it seemed like he needed the beat to relieve the tension he didn't even know he was holding up. With every step as faster as the other, he ran and ran.

When he got home, he had another shower to clean all the sweat covering his body. Cassie is still over at her mom's. Harry took the opportunity to have a day to himself and his delayed duties. He cleaned the house, did the laundry, folded their clothes, and made a delicious lunch. In the afternoon, he called Cassie to see her pretty little face and have a little chat. Cassie was doing fine and playing by the pool the whole week since it was summer season and the weather was pretty steamy.

Harry was relaxing on the couch when his phone rang with a new message

"Hey, are you free tonight? "

It was Rebecca's name on the screen.

"Hello, yes I'm. Why?"

"Karaoke night uh! R u in?"

Harry smiled immediately typing

"Sure. Text me the address"

Rebecca replied that he was parking in front of a Korean bar full of people coming in and out in thirty minutes. Harry got in and spotted Rebecca with a few people. When their eyes met, Rebecca yelled his name so he followed his path to her. Rebecca introduced him to her friends; they got along very well.

Rebecca's best friend named Cristina started to chat with him, as a best friend role, she told him all the embarrassing moments they had together. After all the confraternization, karaoke time was finally beginning. 

They booked a booth just for them to enjoy. Rebecca felt comfortable around them, I dare to say.  All of them were half drunk by now. It's been two hours since Rebecca got there, also dare to say, she was far from being sober. A little tipsy maybe or half drunk, half sober. Well, we can't tell. Harry ran his eyes into the room looking at everyone, especially Rebecca. The way she hides her face when she laughs,  how she moves her hands while talking and mostly how pretty she looks under the colourful lights in the room. 

It hit him right in the stomach, he already knew of course, but either way...hit hard. Harry was falling in love.

Fast. 

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PART ONE

For now, you need to pay attention to this equation. There is this theory that says - mathematically speaking - positive added with positive, it's equal to positive. This means that, if you have positive action in your life and you add some more, the result shall be positive as well, isn't it? You see, Harry started to work very early in his life to help his mom take care of their home. Late in school, he also had a part-time job so he could save some money for college, he was very into numbers so he was planning to go to Computer Engineering in college just after he finished school.

But not everything is just the way we want right? Harry was dating this beautiful girl since his first year of high school. Started with a friendship, when both noticed that what they felt was more than just friendship, so it was given a shot, and since then they got together. Add this sequence to your equation: Two young people in love, plus, hormones burning in their skin after some shots of tequila, multiply to an empty bathroom. What do we have? Yes, an unplanned pregnancy. They were both sitting in Karen's bathroom when the test result showed two lines, just proving their theory. Karen told him about two weeks ago she didn't get her period yet, he said "Don't worry, everything is gonna fine, yeah? You told me that things like that can happen" He for the first time, wasn't right. Harry was always right about things. Karen was pregnant and devasted. Sure she wanted to be a mother someday, but that doesn't mean it needed to happen right now when there was so much ahead. Both did. They were devastated, and so were their parents, actually they are disappointed. The four of them were. But still decided to keep their baby angel.

And thank God they did it.

She was their little jar of happiness and joy. Wasn't easy to get where they are right now. So much was left behind for this moment. Both worked hard so it was possible to buy every necessary little thing for their little Cassie - short for Cassandra, Karen's gramma. Double shifts and sleepless nights for Harry while trying to get everything settled, Karen working on her projects as well to open her little boutique. From nursery to studies sessions online to keep on track. It was a nightmare for both, until this exact moment when they held their little chubby-haired princess in their arms. She was such a pretty girl, a perfect mixture of his pale skin with the exact amount of melanin of her mother. Just perfect.

They got married when Cassie just began to walk. It wasn't a big ceremony, just signing some papers, and Cassie who was only 10 months old when walked down the aisle where they stan while waiting for her looking like two goofy. Cassie was holding a little box with the rings, and that was it. A perfect little wedding, for a perfect little family.

Until they weren't anymore.

Cassie was 3 years old when her parent got divorced. It was decided that Harry and Karen would have shared custody, for Cassie's sake. Weekdays for Harry, weekends for Karen. It was a decision for the three of them. Nothing bad happened with the couple for such a thing as divorce. Their wedding things didn't ring as right as one day did. That adolescent flame got colder, so it was the best solution. Harry was very hurt when they sat down to talk about it and got to terms and decided what was the best. After all, he loved Karen and what they had. After a while, he noticed what he loved was his idea of the perfect relationship they had. Nothing is always that perfect but in his head all they built, their home, their belongings, all the little things, and details...All of this was part of their history, but it was also a story that will never be erased. So the "happy ever after" they promised is still valid, they will be happy even if they are not together anymore. Their bond was forever, they ended on good terms, so everything was fine.

Even being ungraduated, Harry is working in computer engineering in a little building in the city, it wasn't as he planned but, at least he gets the money he needs. Cassie is 4 now, she is a kindergarten and a very smart and energetic little girl. Sometimes Harry is still astonished by how much energy she has. That was Karen's side, because he loved calm and silence, on the contrary of his girls. Karen wasn't his for a while now, but she is the mother of his child so, somehow she was still his girl in a non-possessive way.

This particular Tuesday, the requirements and schedules were calmer than normal. His supervisor, Jonah, sent an email to his team informing them, that they had a meeting in the afternoon with a potentially important client. Turns out this client wasn't from the UK or any other English speaker country, but a Spanish company, and to be honest the Spanish company called La Computacion, wasn't interested in a full English-only meeting. Not every single person in the entire build knew a second language which was a shame. Jonah found a last-minute translator so they could help them as soon as possible.

The meeting was at 3 pm, at 1:30 pm the translator was already there. Some co-workers weren't very comfortable with the foreign company, and many of them whispered ''Doesn't make sense, why they didn't get an English translator?" Harry was beside this particular worker and said

"Well Conan, it's not their fault if you decided not to study another language"

"Oh, you did study then?"

"I haven't" he confessed "But you didn't see me complain, did you?"

"You're such a little thing, Styles. That's why no one likes you"

Harry just rolled his eyes and left the cafeteria straight to the conference room where the meeting was about to happen. When he got into his seat, he looked around the room seeing some familiar faces, sometimes nodding in a silent 'hello'. He kept looking around when he saw it, right there in the right corner, sitting facing the marble table while reading what seemed to be noted, a tall golden skin with a wavy hair, looking attractive as hell just by existing. He was enchanted.

Jonah entered to room, went straight to the table where the lady was, and opened his computer typing something fast, suddenly the white screen plugged in to light up, and three unknown faces showed up. The lady that until then was sat in the corner, stud up beside Jonah.

"Good afternoon everyone," everybody responded and he continued "This is Rebeca Rojas our translator. Miss Rojas works with Mr. Sabino for a long time now, while I was panicking to adjust this meeting Mr. Sabino indicated to me, Miss Rojas. Believe me, when I say she is a life savior" he said laughing, the room joined him, so he continued, "Please Miss Rojas, introduce yourself"

Rebeca started to speak, she explained she was a translator, teacher, and interpreter in her free time. She works for a publishing company as a translator of Latin languages. Just after her presentation, Mr. Sabino started to speak, and so did Rebeca. As Sabino speak, Rebeca translated right away. He could swear, he was in love with her voice. She sounded so smooth, she was so quick and so interactive. The purpose of the meeting was to discuss a new platform they were trying to create for another company. And Sabino's company would sponsor their project. It would take some time since what they were proposing, would take a lot of work, and when I said a lot, I mean it. It was a big project, with interactive pages, online consultors and the options go on and on. The meeting lasted at least 1 hour and a half. In the meantime, Miss Rojas spoke non-stop, I mean just a few times to sip water. Harry keeps thinking he could never last the way she did.

Everybody was leaving the room, Harry waited so he could introduce himself, he had to admit it, he was feeling kinda shy. It was a hard-working woman who speaks more than one language, more than he could be someday as a human being. Was he exaggerating? Yeah, I think so.

"Hello," he said giving his hand for her to shake "My name is Harry, it's a pleasure"

She smiles and shakes his hand "It's a pleasure Harry. You're good?"

"I'm great, what about you?" she nodded saying she was fine "The conference was just incredible. I'm glad I could join...So I wanted to ask you, you mentioned you're a teacher right? You only teach Spanish?" she nodded.

She smiled brightly and answered:

"Well, yes I'm a teacher and all my work involves the romantic languages, and English, and a bit of German, I'm not that good, but I'm trying" she laughed.

Harry could barely contain himself, her laugh sounded like Christmas bells, he was just so impressed and being this beautiful...Got him right in the stomach.

"So, like..." he said but it was interrupted by her

"Harry I'd love to talk to you, but I kinda need to go. You know...paperwork" she said rolling her eyes.

He nodded "Oh, sure. Let me walk you out?" he said offering his arm, which she gladly embraced. 

After that, he went back to his duties. But his mind was far away.

If you got until here, let me know what you think? that would be very nice. Also, tell me if you want part two, I promise there is so much more dad! harry coming for you. Lots of hugs see ya! maybe(? its up to you tbh)

Hello, here it's the third part nobody asked for, but it's here anyway!

if you like, please let me know, it means a lot to me, besties <3 Read the previous parts: one, two

This is a dad!harry x oc character, it's all about Latinas girls, babes!

PART THREE At least one month since they closed the contract with Ms. Sabino's company, the website project was progressing. In the meeting where they'd discuss the project, Harry was the co-leader. The interface that Ms. Sabino requested must need three prior things: 1) An assistant who is always online - not a robot though - 2) A simple and clean layout where the topics could be easily found 3) the website must contain at least three idioms in case the customer needs it. A lot of things, don't you think? 

When Harry was invited to join the project he was a bit confused about how things work, so let's refresh a little bit. Harry works for Jonah in a small IT company, Ms. Sabino heard about them due to their potential work even though they are a small company, and Sabino made an agreement with Jonah on behalf of his client. So, mathematically speaking it goes like this, an IT company contacted Sabino, then Sabino contacted Jonah, then Jonah reached Rebecca, and finally, the company who contacted Sabino first made a deal with Harry's team. Easier, right? 

How Harry wishes it was that simple, the company that contacted Sabino first, is named after the owner's mother, so it is called Proyecto Julieta. It belongs to Max. The project Max wanted was the following thing, a platform of Real State Plans, so every single person who was searching for a place to live, with accessible prices could find it on their website. Nice huh? Well, not for them. 

Harry and Jason, his leader, spent hours of meetings, calculating, designing, and getting tired to death. Harry wasn't even graduated for sake! How did he suppose to know of all this shit? They both agreed it was better to go home, it was a very long day. 

Getting home, Lisa was still there, he told her she could go home now since he is here. As usual daddy duties were calling; after a long session of hugs and kissing and maybe some tickles was bath time, right after that they had dinner, then Harry after reading her some fairy tale book Cassie fell asleep. Harry took the chance and very quietly get off of her bed and moved to his room. It was his time for a relaxing bath, now. The shower wasn't too hot nor too cold. After that, he lays in his bed and tried to study a little more about programming and how to create a website with so many features. From his nightstand, he felt his phone vibrates, it was a message. A message from Rebecca.

Rebecca Rojas: hey you, a little bird told me you are officially on Sabino's and Max's project. YAY. I'm happy for you! 

He didn't expect that, but it came at the right time. He studied a bit more then put it all away and went to sleep, with a smile on his face may I add. 

The next day in the office, Jonah dismissed Jason and Harry from their duties to focus on Julieta's Project. Jason was the lead so he arrange another meeting with Harry and other members who were allowed to participate, all friends with Jason from his college. When Harry entered the room he felt happy, and finally felt seen and appreciated, his hard work was doing perfectly fine.

The meeting was great, to say the least, he was heard, and he said all of his thoughts and ideas. When the meeting ended he sigh with relief, they are almost halfway there. Harry was leaving the conference room while texting his mother to keep her updated when suddenly he bumped into someone. Their cellphone fell straight to the ground, and both kneel to grab them, when he looked up, Rebecca is standing up with him. Duh, of course. It would be her, of all people in that room, right? It was mathematically possible, for sure, you see, if both of them were working on the same project so and in the same building for sure, they would stumble into themselves at some point. 

Harry and his silly face kept staring at her until he said, ''I'm sorry, I did not mean to" He didn't but man, he was glad!

"There is no problem, Harry" she smiled, composing herself ready to leave when Harry had a deep breath and let out "Hey" Rebeca turned her attention to him again "Wanna grab something to eat? I mean, it's almost time for lunch, right?" she smiles nodding "Okay, let's go"

There were they, sitting at a table outside the little restaurant nearby. He ordered salmon and salad, Rebecca went a little further, she request a ceviche and sparkling water with a slice of lemon.

"So, tell me a little bit about yourself, yeah? he said while taking a bite of salmon.

"What do you want to know?" she asked.

He shrugged "I'd say everything, but feel free to tell whatever you're comfortable with" she sighed.

"Well, I'm Rebecca, 27 years old, I'm actually Brazilian just like my mom, my father is from Guatemala, so I was raised with both languages. I earned a scholarship program to study Italian and English in college, so I went to Italy to study abroad, wasn't the easiest thing to do, but I don' regret it, you know?" she said

So you see, Harry was only 5 years older than her, that was nice. So along with the lunch, he was getting to know her better. So far, he knows she speaks 6 languages, he remembered she something about romance languages he had no idea what that means, so he asked.

"Oh, romance languages are the ones that come from Latin. The major languages include French, Italian, Spanish, Portuguese, and Romanian. But I don't speak Romanian" she laughs.

"You mentioned you speak German, right?"

"Oh God, no. I'm trying to but it's kinda hard" Hard? he thought, you speak six languages and German it was hard? No way.

"Why languages? Where did you learn all that?" Harry asked wiping his mouth and leaving his food aside.

"Well..." she started to say, but her phone started to ring, she picked up "Oh, hey. Okay, I get it. Yeah I will be there in a second, I'm not so far from the office. Okay, bye" she looked at him leaving her money to pay her part "Dutty calls, let's go?"

They rushed their way and when they got there, they notice both were going to separate ways. Harry was calling the lift when Rebecca turned around, called his name, and said.

"Hey, we should do this again. I like talking to you" the lift rang warning he was there and opened the doors, Rebecca waved goodbye. Harry did not have the chance of saying anything, but that boy was smiling like a fool.

This might be a sequel since I don’t have a script or ideas to continue yet, but who knows?? This is a draft I found lost on my phone and Tumblr, and I kinda liked the way I used to think when younger. Let me know what you think anyways

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It’s not like I hated him.

We just don’t get along. I met Harry - the guy I don’t hate - a few months ago. 

We were at a pool party of a friend we have in common. They thought we would like each other right away since we have “similar tastes " according to them. Alright.

We started to chat about nothing in the corner of the pool, and I felt a little bored, to be honest. He is a nice guy, don’t get me wrong. But not for me. We haven’t spoken since that. And well, I’m still good this way, thank you. 

But let me tell you what happened. The same friend who threw that party is now hosting a baby shower because guess what? She’s pregnant. Well, that was kinda obvious, I guess. 

Back to the point. 

I’m here talking to myself in the same spot we chatted the last time we saw each other, about a story that I rather forgot because I got nothing better to do…

 "Hey," 

I look up, seeing a tall man holding two drinks.

"Oh, hey", I answered back.

 "I don’t know if you remember me…“ he said reluctantly, "I’m Ha…”

 "Harry," I said, interrupting him “, yes, I remember you" 

 He smiles, nodding at me, sitting by my side afterwards.

 "Here, I brought you a beer”, I murmur a silent thank you and drink my beverage.

 He still sits there, moving his leg inside the water with his beer in his hand, looking from one side to another. And I stare at him.

I’m about to say something when Kendra - my pregnant friend - walks from God knows where with her husband by her side, holding hands with a massive smile on their faces. They are in the middle of the yard with a massive box in front of them.

 "Thank you so much for being here today", she started, “it’s a very special day for us, not only because it’s our baby’s shower…but because we are about to find out our baby's gender.” Everyone starts to clap excitedly.

Even though this gender thing is super cliche and way too inappropriate, even for an unborn baby, it’s their day! Not mine. So I clap along, because either way,y I’m also happy. And I don’t need to be a brat about it. I can have a conversation with them in the near future about this whole thing, can’t I?

 "Let’s do this," said Alex, the husband. 

 3,2,1…  

The box was opened, and pink balloons were floating in the air. Classic.

Oops, I mean, yay.

Everyone started to clap and cheer, and so did I.

 I get up and go hug them - trying not to soak them with my wet legs, and congratulate my friend. Then she started speaking again. 

 "Enjoying the situation, Alex and I want to request something from my friends over here. Can you come here, Harry?“ 

 Harry got up from the ground, also a little wet, and came to where we were.

 "Well… Y/N, you know, we’ve been friends for a while,” Said Kendra, “and you’ve been with me through my ups and downs, you are really important to me" 

 "And Harry,” she said, facing him, “Although we have known you not so long, you became our best friend, our personal jokester and our precious baker" 

 Harry chuckled. 

 "All this speech is for actually asking you both if…” We four stared at each other.  ”…you want to become our baby girl’s godparents," they said together. 

Harry cheered, excited, hugging them both, screaming, " Yes, yes!!

 I stayed frozen. Too shocked to say anything. 

Meeting my failed date and being invited to become a grandparent to a child on the same day? Might be too much to handle.

Who am I trying to deny? It’s too damn excited. 

 The three of them - after their hugging section - stared at me,e waiting for an answer. 

 "What do you say, Y/N??“ Said Alex. 

 "Yes”, I finally answered, “I will be her godmother”

 ***

Like I said, Harry and I don’t get along.

We’ve been seeing each other lately on behalf of our goddaughter Nina - she’s the cutest little thing,g I must say.

We had dinner at Kendra’s place the other night, with a delicious meal and a fantastic glass of wine. I might have had two or three glasses.

Nina is eight months old now, and I have to admit she’s too smart for her age; she skipped the ‘crawling process’ and went straight to walking. The result was Harry and me chasing her the whole night. Not that I mind, it’s nice to spend some time with him, but after five minutes, you get tired and want to get rid of him. At some point, Nina got tired of walking and decided to watch Peppa Pig while she was peacefully lying down in her crib.

The adults kept chatting about adult stuff. Harry was sitting in front of me, and every now and then I felt his glare on me, and when I stared back,k he pretended he wasn’t looking. Nina was already asleep when we decided to leave, but I don’t have a car, so add this to a credit card with no credit, and you will find a woman who can’t order an Uber. So now, Harry is taking me home. Might be the excess of wine in my veins talking, but in this second,d I wasn’t so bothered to be in this same space as him for the first time.

The traffic got us stuck in the middle of the avenue at 11pm. He had turned the radio on with music I’ve never heard, but I was tipsy, so I don’t really know what I was listening to. Neither of us said a word since we got in the car. While he was facing the road, I could watch him better, even though it was dark; you could notice how sharp his jaw is. Or how his hair is getting curly, or-

‘‘Are you staring at me?’‘ I face the road again without saying a word. ‘‘So...’‘ Harry says trying to break the silence ‘‘Are you free next Friday?’‘

I chuckle 

‘‘Are you seriously asking me out? He looks at me, confused 

‘’Is that a problem?” He stares at the road. I look at him, surprised.

‘‘Not at all, it’s just...awkward,” I said,d “We just started to speak again because of Ni n,a you know... It wasn’t for that I bet you wouldn’t even remember me”. 

He is the one who chuckles now. He started to drive again and decided that silence was the best option after all. Half an hour late,r he parks the car in front of my house. When I’m almost leaving, he stops me, saying:

“You know, even if it wasn’t for Nina or Kendra or whatever, I would still try to talk to you. And I respect your decision, it’s okay if you don’t want to hang out’‘ we both smile. I got out of the car, and he called me again ‘‘But if you change your mind...” I roll my eyes.

‘‘Good night, Styles,” he smiles, turning on the car and leaving.

****

Kenda asked me if I could spend the night with Nina since I wanted to spend some time together. I said yes, of course. So after work on a Friday night, I’m at their place. They left around 7pm or so, and since then, I’m playing the babysitter with the happiest baby in the world. Nina is a very - very - excited child. She never stops. Never.

Now it’s around 8pm, and I’m already tired. The thing is, she loves climbing their stairs, from the bottom to the top, and once she gets where she wants to start over again, and again, and again. Remember, I said she learned how to walk very fast? Yeah, maybe she should have waited.

I’m in the middle of the stairs with Nina, giggling when the doorbell rings. I take her with me with a pouty face, getting surprised when I answer the door

‘‘Harry?” 

‘‘Nina!” he says,s ignoring me. Nina straightaway leaves the comfort of my embrace so she could have his “How are you doing, my love? Are you good?” 

“Harry?” I try again. He looks at me, “May I help you?” 

He enters while I close the door. I follow him to the living room, where he puts Nina into her crib. He turns around and faces me with his hands inside his jacket.

‘‘Alex called me, told me to come over so I could help you out’‘

‘‘Well,” I said, “I appreciate it,e but they didn’t warn me of anything”  

“It was sudden”, he said,d “Are we hungry?”

“We already ate, but thanks”

He shrugged and faced Nina again.

“Who missed the nestes grandfather in the word hmm?” Nina giggles. Cheater, “I heard you wanna play some more, yeah? Let’s go then”

She grabs her again and says she’s taking her upstairs to the playroom. Now I “can take some rest,” according to him. Yeah, okay. Suddenly, ly I don’t feel so tired anymore. I clean the mess we made earlier and hear the giggles from upstairs. I climb the stairs carefully and move to Nina’s room. Her door is almost closed, sed so I give a little peek inside the room and catch Nina playing with muppets, laughing with everything Harry - well, the mullet Harry was playing, a frog, I believe.

“Why don’t you come from behind the door and come play with us, Aunt Y/N?” said Harry, the fr,og with a strange but yeah, actually funny voice.

And so I did. At every terrible imitation of an animal, he did Nina giggle like it was the funniest thing in the world, as she understood everything we said. I was playing a very bad sheep, but she didn’t mind at all. A few hours later, she fell asleep right when Alex and Kendra got home.

“We don’t know how to thank you guys”, they said.

“Tell me he is coming next time,” I thought, ht but I kept myself quiet.

So yeah, here we are again, like the last time. I did not have a drive,e so Harry, the saviour, offered to take me home, so I accepted. The silence is not as uncomfortable as before; most of the time, we talked about Nina and how special she is. From one second to another, we were at my place. Before I could get out of the car, he said

“Remember last time? I asked you out, and you rejected me like...Well, you rejected me,” he said in a playful tone.

I got out of the car and supported myself on the window.

“Oh, well. Maybe if you ask me a second time, maybe I can accept”

He smirked.

“Are you free anytime?”

I smiled at him.

“You know what? Who knows, maybe the third time you convince me”

We both smiled. He left, and I watched him go.