Love Will Get Us Through
Why Is This So Hard
Harry's POV
I honestly don't no what to do.I know I have to tell the boys, but I can't tell the media and how do you hide something like this from the media? I want to be a part of this little girls life, but this is the hardest decision ever! I get up and walk into my room rubbing the tears from my eyes. Maria is sitting on the bed holding Grace while she balls her eyes out. "What's wrong with Grace?" I ask, my voice hoarse from crying. She just shakes her head, picks the little one up and walks into the living room. I glare at her, confused. Niall comes out of his room with only his underwear on and I push him back into the room and shut the door. "What?" He questions.
"Did you forget there is a baby here and Maria is here now too!"
"Oh, my bad."
I throw a pair of jeans at him and he slips them on. He looks at me and sees my pain. He gives me one of those big old Niall hugs and I feel a little better. I know Niall can always make me feel better no madder what. He walks to the door and opens it. He crawls out to the living room and I hear that adorable squeal of joy that all two years olds can make. I walk out and see Niall on his back with Grace on top of him "pining him down". Maria smiled at me and I tried to smile back, but I just wasn't feeling up to it. She made a face that I knew she understood and threw the baby bag over her shoulder. "I don't think we're gonna do lunch today." She said and patted her thigh, summoning my daughter. It's just so strange to say... My... Daughter. Maria came over and pecked me on the cheek. A small smiled emerged from the thick layer of sad that was covering my face. Gracie hugged my leg and I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. She grabbed Ria's hand and skipped out the door.
I honestly don't no what to do.I know I have to tell the boys, but I can't tell the media and how do you hide something like this from the media? I want to be a part of this little girls life, but this is the hardest decision ever! I get up and walk into my room rubbing the tears from my eyes. Maria is sitting on the bed holding Grace while she balls her eyes out. "What's wrong with Grace?" I ask, my voice hoarse from crying. She just shakes her head, picks the little one up and walks into the living room. I glare at her, confused. Niall comes out of his room with only his underwear on and I push him back into the room and shut the door. "What?" He questions.
"Did you forget there is a baby here and Maria is here now too!"
"Oh, my bad."
I throw a pair of jeans at him and he slips them on. He looks at me and sees my pain. He gives me one of those big old Niall hugs and I feel a little better. I know Niall can always make me feel better no madder what. He walks to the door and opens it. He crawls out to the living room and I hear that adorable squeal of joy that all two years olds can make. I walk out and see Niall on his back with Grace on top of him "pining him down". Maria smiled at me and I tried to smile back, but I just wasn't feeling up to it. She made a face that I knew she understood and threw the baby bag over her shoulder. "I don't think we're gonna do lunch today." She said and patted her thigh, summoning my daughter. It's just so strange to say... My... Daughter. Maria came over and pecked me on the cheek. A small smiled emerged from the thick layer of sad that was covering my face. Gracie hugged my leg and I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. She grabbed Ria's hand and skipped out the door.
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2/28/14