You Would Know

Abby Smith is a shy and kind-hearted 18 year old girl that lives in London, England. Although she doesn't show it, she is hiding very many emotions and feelings. Will she let her emotions out when she runs into national superstar and One Direction band member, Harry Styless and goes through Hell and back, just to be with him?

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21. Everything Will Be Okay

Harry's P.O.V.

So there we were. Sitting in the waiting room of a hospital, waiting to see if our baby girl is going to be okay. The girl doctor walked out and over to us. We both jumped up out of our seats. "Is she okay?" Abby quickly asked.
"Physically, she's perfectly okay. But we found some mental issues that may explain why she doesn't really cry." We both were confused. "Laylah has a acute case of down syndrome. It isn't bad, but she will have some learning issues. It may take her a year or two later to learn how to walk and talk and she will have trouble understanding things at school. It's not to the point that you'll have to take care of her her entire life, but you may have to keep her a couple extra years. But she should be able to get married and have kids. The case is so small, that the doctors didn't notice when Abby was pregnant or when she gave birth. She may be able to play sports." We just stood there shocked. She went to the room and brought Laylah out, laying her in my arms. She told us she was good to go home. I gave her to Abby and told her to go to the car. She listened.
"Is Abby's rapist in this hospital?"
"Yes. Room 245. Are you sure you want to see him?"
"Positive." I walked to his assigned room and saw him laying on the hospital bed. He was in pretty bad shape.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He said in that deep raspy voice of his.
"You kidnapped my daughter. Then almost killed her. And you did the same with my wife."
"Actually, she's my daughter. I conceived her, didn't I?"
"But you're never going to be there to see hear her first words, watch her first steps. Help her ride a bike without training wheels. Comfort her through her first breakup. Give her the answers to her homework. That's what a father is. Not someone that raped their mum and then kidnaps them and almost kills them. A real father is there through it all and will love them no matter what. You're not a real father. You're just a creepy old perv that likes to kidnap and rape young women."
"Fuck you." I lost it. Next thing I knew, I was on top of the guy, pounding his face in. His black eye turned bloody, his broken nose turned shattered, his rotted teeth came out. I got up and walked out.
"No, fuck you." I said, closing the door behind me. I walked out to the car.
"What did you do?" Abby asked.
"Took care of some business, that's all." I pulled out out of the parking lot, looking at Laylah through the rearview mirror. She was asleep. She looked so peaceful. I smiled a little bit. Once we got home, we decided to move Laylah's crib into our room, to prevent any other accidents. We put her in the crib and she was still sleeping. We both kissed her and turned the light off.
As we layed down, Abby said, "Harry?"
"Yes, love?"
"What if Laylah doesn't turn out to be okay? What if-" I cut her off by kissing her through the darkness.
"She'll be fine. We'll treat her exactly the same, like a princess. Things like this bring us closer together. She's perfect. We shouldn't let her disability define her. We should look at her as the perfect little angel she is. Everything will turn out just fine. I promise." I kissed her forehead.
"Okay." She softly said. She layed her head on my chest as I wrapped my arm around her waist and soon falling asleep.
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