Aubrey's POV

Two and a half hours later, and I'm finally home. At this point, my mind is numb, and I just want to sleep until it's time for college. This is too much, and I don't even know where to start thinking.

I leave my bags in the car because I have no strength to bring them inside. I slowly but surely make my way into my house and head straight to the kitchen. I need some ibuprofen for the massive headache I have.

I pull the bottle from the cupboard and fill a glass with cool water. I take a sip before trying to open the bottle of pills. I struggle, but then again, I'm tired and weak from the lack of sleep I've gotten over the past couple of days, so can you blame me?

"Let me help you baby."

A shiver runs down my spine.
Ethan.

I scream and the bottle flies out of my hands, the pills spilling all over the kitchen.

"What the hell are you doing here? How did you get in?" I say nervously.

"Let me help you." He smirks and walks over to me. I step backwards and he chuckles.

"I'm just trying to help you babe." He grabs the broom and sweeps up the pills.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" I stutter. This has to be a fucking nightmare. What is he doing in my house!?

"I came to see you. And it's a good thing I did, you look terrible. Did Harry do something to you?" He stands up and puts the broom away.

"I'm fine, just tired. Ethan you have to go." I'm freaking out inside, but I don't have the strength to yell. My body is trembling with fear. What if he tries anything with me again? I don't have the strength to defend myself this time.

"Well than let's get you in bed." He holds out his hand, as if I'm going to take it.

"Ethan, you need to leave."

"No. Don't be stubborn Aubrey, let's go to bed. I'm already mad at you for coming home at six in the fucking morning, so don't make me more angry."

Does he think he's my father!

"Ethan, so help me god I will call the fucking police if you don't get out of my house! You can't just show up here! Especially after what you did to me the last time."

"No you won't! Give me your phone." He steps over to me and before I can step away, he grabs my arms and snatches my phone out of my back pocket. "We don't need any distractions. Now come on."

He pulls me to the couch and forces me to sit down next to him.

"What did Harry do to you, baby? Didn't I tell you he was an ass?"

"He did nothing." I refuse to look at him as he presses for answers and holds his hand on my thigh.

"I know he did. Tell me or I will take you across my knee right here." He snaps and my eyes widen. Holy hell, who is this guy? He's turned into a psychotic monster. I know he wasn't the nicest guy when we dated, but fuck! He's turned crazy!

"Fine, you don't have to tell me. But you know I'm better for you than he is. Admit it, Aubrey. We were perfect together."

"No we weren't, Ethan. And even if I did think you were better for me, you have lost your chance by pulling this shit. You need to leave."

"I'm not leaving." He looks me in the eye and I regret speaking to him like that. I know what he's capable of, and I don't want him to hurt me again. "Let's go lay down."

"Ethan, I'm still dating Harry." I whisper, looking down at my knotted fingers in my lap.

"But he made you cry." He says, and he almost sounds hurt.

"He didn't make me cry, I'm just confused and tired."

"Tell me why."

"No, I don't want to talk about it with you."

"Tell me." He takes forces me to look at him with his hand.

"Please..." I whimper.

"Aubrey, I'm trying to show you that I'm better now, can't you see how much I need you? Why won't you talk to me." He looks at me, not letting me turn away by holding my chin with his fingers.

"Ethan," I close my eyes. I'm scared and angry. "I need you too. I'm sorry."

He closes his eyes and rests his forehead on mine. Taking a deep breath before looking into my eyes. The darkness in his eyes have vanished, and he looks almost happy.

"Baby, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you to say that. I love you so much, Aubrey." He whispers before nibbling at my earlobe. "What's the matter, baby? Don't you love me?" He asks when I shift uncomfortably.

"Y-yeah, of course I do, I just need to take a shower."

"Let's go upstairs." He stands up and holds out his hand.

"I just want to take one by myself. Will you wait for me though? You can go to bed with me after." I take his hand in mine and rub the back of his palm with my thumb.

"Of course baby." He smiles and kisses my cheek.

I release his hand and slowly walk upstairs. Once I get out of his sight, I run to my room, quietly lock the door and start balling. My breathing is heavy, and I feel like I'm going to pass out.

"I'm sorry Harry, it was the only way I could get away from him. I don't love him, I love you. I don't care if you have a daughter and she's not mine, I just need you." I say quietly to myself in between sobs as I wrap my arms around my body.

"Aubrey? Are you in the shower yet?" I hear Ethan call.

"Just getting in." I say, hiding the fear in my voice.

I quickly get up and grab the home phone. I go into my bathroom and run the water to make it sound like I'm showering.

I call the police and tell them there's an intruder in my home. I tell them it's an emergency and my address, the responder says someone will be here shortly.

The adrenaline is pumping in my system so I feel quite energized despite my lack of sleep. I sit on the edge of the bathtub and wait for the police to show up.

I can't believe this is happening. Again. I thought Ethan would have learned his lesson after Harry beat the shit out of him last time.

Harry. I wonder what he's doing right now? Is he meeting his daughter? I bet he's so confused right now. I should have stayed, but he needs his space.

"Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me!" I hear Ethan yell. I look out my window to see a cop car in the driveway.

"Let me in!" Ethan's pounding on my door. Next thing I know, the door is shoved open, and Ethan is looking at me with his fists clenched at his side.

"I thought you were serious? How could you do this to me, baby? I was so happy, we could be happy together. Why would you call the police? I love you!" He says with confusion in his eyes, like he's about to break down.

"You can't break into my house, it's not okay, Ethan." I whisper.

"You fucking bitch! You played me! God, he's perfect for you. You're both pathetic and worthless!" He yells and I back away from him until I hit the wall.

"Put your hands behind your back and step away from her." I breath a sigh of relief when an officer shows up in the doorway.

Ethan obliges and I see his eyes turn glossy. The officer walks over to him and places handcuffs on his wrists. He pushes him out of my room and I think he takes him to the car.

Another officer, a woman, shows up in my room and sits next to me on my bed.

"Officer Reynolds is taking Mr. Tucker down to the station. Are you alright?" She asks me and I shake my head.

"Why don't you tell me what happened?"

I tell her everything from us dating and breaking up to when he showed up just an hour earlier in my house. She was shocked when I told her about Ethan and I's last encounter and how we didn't tell the police, but says I'm lucky he didn't do anything worse. I agree and she asks me if there's anyone she can call for me. I tell her no because there really isn't anyone. My grandma will just make matters worse and freak out. Harry's gone, and I can't call Erica because she's probably dealing with her fuck up of a son.

"Ms. Flynn, we're sorry about this, but you should get some rest. You've had a long night. We'll call you if we have anymore questions." The officer tells me and I'm left alone in the house.

I feel like I'm going to cry again, but I don't think I have anymore tears left in me. I throw on some leggings and a sweatshirt and go lay down in my parents bedroom. I don't want to sleep in my bed.

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When I wake up someone is playing with my hair and quietly humming in my ear. My eyes shoot open and I sit up quickly.

"It's just me baby." Harry says with concern. "It's just me." His eyebrows furrow and he pulls me into his arms, kissing my forehead.

I shut my eyes and let out a deep breath as I try to slow my racing heart. I thought it was Ethan.

"Why are you in your parents room? I was worried when you weren't in your bed." Harry whispers in my ear as he rubs my back.

"I don't know... Why are you back?" I ask. I am once again so confused, but I couldn't care less. It feels so good to be in his arms.

"I was worried about you. Why didn't you answer my calls, Aubs?" I can tell he's a little angry, but he keeps his voice calm.

"I didn't have my phone." I shut my eyes tight remembering last night. Harry is going to freak out when I tell him.

"How was your talk with Rachel?" I ask as I pull out of the hug to look at him.

"Were you crying?" He dismisses my question and kisses my eyes.

"Harry, Ethan was here last night." I close my eyes again and lean into him. I feel him stiffen and pull my head up by my chin so I'm looking at him.

"When I got home, he was in the house, and he took my phone. He didn't hurt me, but he tried to talk to me again." I explain before he has to ask. His eyes are wide with rage.

"What happened?" He asks quietly through clenched teeth.

"I called the police. Well I pretended like I felt the same way as he did and told him I loved him. I told him I wanted to take a shower and he was so glad that he let me go. I ran upstairs to call the police. They came and took him to the station."

"Fuck! You aren't serious!"

I nod. Oh Harry, I wish I was kidding.

"Aubrey, are you okay? He didn't hurt you for sure? That fucker!"

"Harry, he's gone now, for good. I'm fine, I don't want to talk about it anymore." I say, and I don't mean to be harsh, but I can't waste anymore time talking about Ethan. He is a scummy asshole who is getting what he deserves.

"Aubrey, I know why he was here." Harry says quietly, his arms still wrapped around me.

"Because he's trying to get us to breakup, he told me." I answer him.

"No, well yes, but Rachel..." He trails off, oh yeah, Rachel?

"Wait, so what happened with Rachel? What's going to happen with Avery?" I look at him. He looks like he's deep in thought.



~Flashback~
Harry's POV

"Rachel let's go!" I hear someone yell out the window of a car in front of the house.

"That's my ride. Look, you have my number. I don't know how long you're here for, but if you want to meet Avery, then call me." Rachel tells me.

I sit on the stairs with my hands in my hair, trying to figure this all out. I can't be a father, I'm 19 years old! And I live in a different fucking state! Why the hell would she keep this from me though?

"Rachel, why the fuck are you talking to him?" I see Zach get out of the car. He's the douche that Rachel told me she cheated on with.

"So you two are actually dating now?" I ask her.

"Umm, yeah." She says quickly.

"I want a paternity test." I blurt out. "How do I know you're telling the truth?"

"Because I am the mother of your daughter, I think I know who the father of my child is." She snaps at me.

"What?" I look up to see Zach standing in front of us, furious.

"Zach, go wait in the car." Rachel tells him.

"I'm not the father?" Zach says, now he looks more upset than angry.

Oh fucking great, she's been lying to everyone.

"I want a fucking paternity test!" I yell at her again.

"What is going on Rachel? You better start explaining!" Zach snaps at her.

"Okay, fine!" She gives in. "Harry you're not Avery's father." She says quietly and rubs her forehead with her hand.

What the hell! Why would she try to convince me I was then? I knew all along, so why would she try to tell me differently? I have so much rage building up in me right now.

"What the fuck, Rachel! Why would you tell me I was then? Here I am thinking I have a fucking daughter! What the hell is your problem!" I yell at her.

"Don't talk to her like that!" Zach yells at me. He looks relieved at Rachel's confession, but still angry that she told me I was the real father.

"Well why would you do that? It makes no sense! Do you want my money or something? Please enlighten me, because I have no clue what is going on here."

"I-I..." She stutters.

"Rachel, start talking, because I'm confused over here, too." Zach helps me out.

"I was paid to lie to you and Aubrey." She says and buries her face in her hands.

"By who?"

"Some guy named Ethan? He called me and said he wanted revenge or something. I don't know how he knows me, but he offered me a lot of money."

Oh you have got to be fucking kidding me! That fucker Ethan is behind all of this! He is psychotic!

"And you agreed? To try to ruin my life for the second time? Huh?"

"I'm sorry, Harry, I needed the money, and he said if I didn't do it, I would regret it. Do you know him?"

"Yes I know him, he's an asshole." I mutter and sit back on the steps. "So you were just going to let me believe I had a daughter?"

"No, well, yeah... The plan was to keep you convinced until your girlfriend broke up with you. I'm really sorry, but that Ethan guy threatened me! I didn't know what else to do, I have a daughter to take care of."

"Look, he's psychotic, so just tell him I believed you. I'll handle him. I really need to go."

"I'm sorry Harry, for everything. Really." She tells me, but right now, I wish I had never came back. I don't care if this wasn't her plan, this just made me so much more angry with her. And Ethan! He needs to be in a fucking mental institution! How does he even know about Rachel and the baby?

I remember I gave Aubrey my keys and she has the car, so I call her at least twenty times but she doesn't answer. Fuck. I need to get back to the hotel and tell her everything's okay. I know she was worried, and I can't blame her.

"Do you need a ride home?" Zach offers, and as much as I still hate this guy for fucking my girlfriend at the time and getting her pregnant, I need to get back to my loyal girlfriend.

"Yeah, I'm staying at the Hilton." I tell him and hop in the backseat. I see a car seat, and think about how that could be in the back of my car of Rachel really was telling the truth. There was no way I could be a father. I know nothing about kids, and it would probably tear me and Aubrey apart. I would need to move closer and, oh shut up, it's not happening so stop worrying about it, I tell myself.

"Thanks." I tell Zach, and ignore Rachel as I get out of the car when we pull in to the hotel. I don't give either one of them a chance to say anything by quickly shutting the door.

"Is Aubrey upstairs?" I ask my mum frantically when I see her reading a book in the lobby.

"Oh Harry, she left? I thought she told you? Her grandma is ill, so we told her she could take your car."

"You let her drive all the way home by herself?"

"We tried to get her to wait until the morning, but she said it was urgent."

"Fuck, mum!" I try to not yell so no one hears.

"Harry, watch your language!"

"It's late she shouldn't be driving! She won't answer my calls, what if she got into an accident?"

"Harry, calm down. She's fine."

"No! You shouldn't have let her leave! I'm taking your car, I need to find her." I tell her and hold out my hands for the keys.

"And how do you suppose your father and I get back?"

"Rent a car, it's not like you can't afford it." I snap. She looks at me appalled, but takes a few moments to actually consider my plan.

"Harry, don't ever speak to me like that again. I'm letting you take the car because I will not tolerate this attitude you have got right now... And because I like how you've been since you and Aubrey have started dating. I like her, and I think she's made you a better man." My mum admits and I'm shocked. This is the most we've spoken to each other in ages and I'm glad she's seen me change.

"Thank you." I force myself to say. "I'm gonna get my stuff and leave, I'll see you Sunday."

I rush upstairs and grab my things. It's almost one, so she wouldn't be home yet. But why hasn't she called me? Or answered my calls? I will never forgive myself if something happened, I just let her leave that party. Fucking Ethan is screwing everything up, yet again!

As I check the room one last time for anything I might have missed, I see the note she left me.

Harry,
I'm going back home so you can figure things out with Rachel. I hope it all works out. I love you.

Fuck! She thinks me and Rachel need to work things out! I need to talk to her.


~End of Harry's Flashback~



"No, I'm not Avery's father, Rachel lied again. Ethan was behind all of that. He paid her to lie to us." Harry tells me.

And another curveball is thrown in my direction. I can't keep up with my own life. I'm relieved Harry's not a father for both of our sakes, but I have no idea what is going on!

"Why would he do that? How does he even know about her?"

"I have no idea, but he's psychotic so I'm sure he found away."

"He thought we would break up." I whisper. "When he was here, he knew you were the reason I was crying." I put the pieces together.

"I hope he gets what he deserves." Harry mutters as he pulls me into another tight embrace. "I was so nervous when you didn't answer my calls. I thought you were breaking up with me because of the baby." He admits.

"Harry... I was just confused. Daughter or not, I still love you. I always will."

"I love you too, but I'm not a dad, so we don't have to worry about that. I would be a shitty father anyway." He chuckles as he sways back and forth.

"No you wouldn't." I tell him, and mean it. He would be one of those fun, overprotective fathers who loves their child unconditionally. I hope we have kids one day, but after this weekend, I think it'll be awhile before that happens.

"Well it's a good thing I don't have to worry about that." He laughs. "Sorry this weekend kind of sucked. You're okay though, right?"

"Yeah, it all worked out in the end. You know, ever since I've met you, my life has been so crazy. What have you done to me, Styles?" I grin.

"The same thing you've done to me." He smiles and kisses my cheek.

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