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"You look spunky."

I crossed my arms and started at her, who even was she?

"Margo," I whined. "I need your input, this party is a make or break for whether or not Carly will date me."

She huffed. "Well, I guess Carly will just have to look at you in your pyjama's because none of those outfits you have tried on look at all flattering."

I groaned deeply and watched at Margo rolled around on my bed to the other side, picking up her phone.

"Why don't you wear that?" She spoke after a few minutes of me silently pouting. She turned her phone around to show me, it was a picture of one of my new shirts that I'd worn to another party last week, it had "dream boat" written on the back.

"But I wore that last week." I cried and banged my head into the wall.

"Well," She sighed again. "No sex for Harry, then."

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Margo's pov.

It was at least another 45 minutes before Harry had come out of his bathroom in his black skinny jeans and his "Dream Boat" t-shirt. The tiny little crease in his forehead was probably going to be permanent from now on. I waited for him as he brushed his teeth and tied his shoes before following him out to my car. I wasn't invited to the party, the only connection I even had with those people were Harry.

"Remember to not get too drunk and pee in the bush like you did last time." I reminded and rolled his eyes. "I'll leave the back door open, so just come up to my room when you get home." He nodded once opened the door.

"I promise I won't get too drunk." He laughed and kissed my head. "Love you."

"Love you." I replied and he shut the door, I sped off back home just in time for the Saturday night movie.
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"Margo!"

My eyes were still shut. I didn't want to wake up. There was crying. Lots of crying.

"Margo, please!" I groaned loudly and opened my eyes. It was only 4AM. I sat up in bed and rubbed my eyes, there was a constant knocking coming from downstairs and I thanked the lord that my parents weren't home. I slipped out of bed and down the stairs, the crying became louder.

"Harry?" I asked sleepily and moved to unlock the front door. "Oh, gosh," I yawned. "Sorry, forgot to leave the door unlocked."

I swung the door open to be met with two people.

My eyes bulged.

"Oh my..."

"I know what you're thinking," Harry said. "But it's not what it looks like."

"Are you kidding me?!" I whispered / yelled. "Harry, you're carrying a crying baby at 4AM in the morning. It's exactly what it looks like."

I moved to the side to let him in, and now I had a clearer view of the specimen that Harry was carrying. "Why do you even have it!?"

"She is a her," He scowled. "and I don't know, I was waitin' by the fridge for another beer and this guy came up to me, asked if I could hold her while he went for a wee. I couldn't say no, y'know? I was tryin' to be a good person and half an hour later he still wasn't back, hell, I'd asked around and people said he wasn't even at the party anymore."

"Jesus Christ, Harry." I ran a hand down my face.

"Can you please hold her?" He asked and before I knew what was happening he was pushing the baby into my arms, I placed the dummy in her mouth and it seemed to shut her up. Harry shook his arm and winced. "Damn baby givin' me a dead arm, weighs heavier than I thought."

"This can't be happening." I cried out in frustration and glared at Harry. "You're such an idiot!"

"C'mon!" He retorted. "It's not that bad, she's cute, don't you think?"

I moved my eyes down to the small baby I was holding, She had big chocolate brown eyes and a little pink head band with bows all around it, he little jumpsuit had the words; ' The apple to Daddy's eye!' written in purple. Yeah sure, if her Dad hadn't gone and left her.

But then I started having second thoughts.

"Harry," I said and he hummed. "Are you sure you're telling me the truth?"

"Why wouldn't I?"

I scoffed, "For all I know you could've already banged Carly and gotten her pregnant."

"Ugh, stop annoying me." He mumbled and I through the closest thing I could at him.

"This is serious!" I whispered. "There is a damn baby in my arms and I'm not even the person who got us into this mess! Call Louis!"

"Fine." He mumbled again and pulled his phone out of his pocket.

This was going to be a long night.

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