*HARRY'S POV*

I used the elevator as a mirror as I made sure my hair looked alright. The elevator dinged and I stepped out. I found her door and knocked. I straightened my blazer and waited for her. She opened the door wearing a mint green blouse, and a white skirt. "Hi." I said.

"You can come in you know." She replied. I smiled and handed her the flowers.

"You still like daisies right?" I asked.

"Yes." Sammie mumbled. She opened the door so I could come in and Peyton waddled up to me: she was in a white sundress, and her short curly hair was clipped back with a bow. "I hope you don't mind having chicken."

"No of course not." I told her. The house was sparkling clean and the table was set for two with a high-chair pulled up. She carried in two plates, with chicken, green beans, and mac-n-cheese. I laughed and she looked up.

"What?" Sammie asked, pushing a piece of brown hair behind her ear.

"You remembered." I mumbled, referring to the mac-n-cheese.

"It's your favorite thing I ever made for you." She recalled. I smirked at her and she blushed. She picked up Peyton and set her in her high chair. Sammie gestured for me to sit down and I sat where I did when we lived together. She grabbed Peyton's hand and then waited for me to grab hers. I did and I could feel her tense up a little bit. "Come Lord Jesus be our guest, and let this guest to us be blessed."

"Amen." I mumbled. Sammie helped Peyton with her food, while hers sat getting cold. "Want some help with that?" I asked.

"I can handle it. I've been handling it for a year and a half." Sammie coldly told me.

"Nevermind then." I frowned.

"I'm sorry." She sighed. "You just left me after I got pregnant and it really hurt Harry." Sammie whispered.

"I'm sorry." I answered. Sammie gave Peyton a bite of chicken and then took a bite of her own chicken. "Give it to me." I held out my hand for the fork. Sammie sighed and handed it to me. She quickly started cutting her food and eating it.

"I'm gonna go heat this up." She told me. I shrugged and continued feeding Pey.

*SAMMIE'S POV*

I walked into the kitchen and watched Harry feeding Peyton. At least he was trying. I put my food in the microwave and set it for a minute. Harry tried to give Peyton a bite of food and she spit it back at him. I smirked as he tried to wipe it off his blazer.

"Give her a minute to chew!" I called. Harry glared at me and then broke out in a smile. I self concisely pushed my hair out of my face and blushed. The microwave beeped and I walked over and pulled my plate out. When I sat down Peyton squealed and threw a handful of Mac-n-Cheese at Harry. I laughed as he wiped it off with a napkin.

"Thank you, Peyton." Harry grumbled. I smiled and helped him wipe it off.

"I think your done." I said, picking up Peyton and setting her in her play pen. Harry stood up and looked at his watch.

"I think I have to go." He mumbled.

"Okay. Have a nice week." I smiled, giving him a hug. Peyton started screaming and I walked over and let her out. She walked around and picked up a ball.

"I'm sorry I wasn't around to help raise her." Harry whispered. I looked down at Pey as she threw a ball at my cat: George. I have Harry one last hug and Peyton pushed my legs, causing me to stumble. Harry caught me in his arms and looked at me. He slowly started bringing his head down. His lips were about to touch mine when I turned my head.

"Bye." I said, taking a step away from him. Harry sighed and walked over to the door. He waved and was gone.

*HARRY'S POV*

"Why did you try to kiss her you idiot?" I mumbled. I waited for the elevator and got in. I couldn't believe that I had done that! Now she'll never want to meet me again. I strode out of the building and the paparazzi swarmed around me. The flashes were blinding as I tried to find my way to the car.

"Harry! Harry what is this about? Do you have a new girlfriend?" A reporter shouted.

"Harry, is it true that you have daughter?"

"Mr. Styles!" I stopped and turned around at the familiar voice coming from a near by car. I smirked when the window rolled down and revealed Niall and Louis. I rushed over to the car and got in. Louis honked the horn and sped away.

"What was that all about?" Niall asked.

"I was trying to have dinner with Sammie." I sighed. The boys already knew the whole story with Sammie and Peyton.

"Tried?" Louis replied.

"Yeah." I told them. "I-I tried to kiss her." I added.

"I'm sorry mate." Niall simpered.

"It's okay. I just hope it didn't make her feel uncomfortable." I said.

"Don't worry Harry. She'll come around." Louis reassured me, turning around in his seat to face me.

"I hope so." I replied. And then everything went black.

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