Chapter 11
Miranda's POV:
"But how?" Amelia asked me. I looked down at my lap.
"He came to the house one night and he raped me," I said.
"That's it the boy is going to die!" Amelia said and stood up. "No, I won't allow you. Amelia I still love him and I know that deep down inside he loves me too and Darcy." I told her. We talked some more and all I could think of is if Harry still loved me.
3 Months Later...
Harry's POV:
You know how I said all those things to Miranda, well I regret it. I need her, so that's when I went over her house, but I wasn't planning on hitting her. I kind of left London, don't worry I'm in Holmes Chaple. I need to see my mom and talk to her.
When I arrived to my house I got out of my car and made my way to the door. I rang the doorbell and I heard my mom yell something. "Coming!" Just then the door opened and my mom was on the other side of the door. Her face went from happy to shocked.
"H-Harry?" She asked.
"Hi Mum, what's wrong?"
"Oh nothing I wasn't expecting you to b-," She was saying when I heard a small little voice.
"Grandma!" A little girl shouted and then I saw Darcy running to my Mum. "Daddy?" She asked, but I stayed silent, then I asked my Mum a question. "Is Miranda here?" I whispered and she nodded.
"Mommy! Daddy's here!" After Darcy said that I heard a crash come from the kitchen, so I ran there to see what happened. Miranda was standing the in the middle of the kitchen and a bowl crashed on the floor. It has been 3 months since I did, uh, um did that. Wait a minute, today's Darcy's birthday and I didn't have a present, shit.
"H-Harry?" Miranda asked. "Look Miranda, I didn't mean to hurt you. I love you, but when I heard you had a boyfriend, I just lost it. I know that today's Darcy's birthday, but I don't a have a present, please forgive me. I can go out for a pre-" I was ranting, but the Miranda stopped me.
"Harry, HARRY! You hurt me and you don't need to get Darcy a present, but I have a confession to make. Harry, I'm pregnant."
"What?" I asked, then I noticed the baby bump. "How far along?"
"Three months. I will give you six more months to try to get my forgiveness and prove that you can be in my life and Darcy's. Oh and this baby's life as well." I couldn't help myself, but I kissed Miranda on the lips. This became more passionate, but then my Mum tore us apart. "Please don't do this in front of your 3 year old daughter on he birthday. Wait until after the wedding, please. For the sake of our eyes." Mum said. Miranda and I just laughed.
I'm hoping that there will be a wedding soon. After our second baby is born. Just then Miranda's phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Hey bitch. I heard you got preggo again."
"Joey?"
"Yeah who else would it be? Any ways, another bastard child. Tsk tsk, you bad girl Miranda Marie Cowell. I guess I'll have to solve your problems, first get rid of the baby." i grabbed the phone from Miranda and yelled into it.
"You will not! I repeat not touch her or else I will kill you!"
"Hello to you too Styles. I can do what ever I want. Tell Miranda I said goodbye." And with that he hung up.
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Hurt and Loved Again?
Fanfiction*Sequeal to Bullied, Beaten, Loved?* It has been two years since everything happened. Miranda has kept her distance from the guys and the girls. She is on her own for some parts of her life. Darcy is two years old and doesn't know who her Daddy is...
