Harry's Slave

Emma has known Harry for years, but how can a platonic relationship change into a captivating, passionate, and intense romance that will last a lifetime?


20. The Blair Factor

Niall's POV

I opened my eyes from my nap when I heard the doorbell being rung multiple times. I glanced over at Ella, and smiled. We've been together for 4 months and I really think she's the one.

The doorbell is rung again snapping me back into reality. I throw on a tshirt, and race down the stairs trying to be as quiet as possible.

I opened the door and gasped. In front of me stood the girl I once loved. 
She had a bump on her belly. She was pregnant?

" So it's pretty obvious?" She laughed. That's beautiful laugh. I missed it.

" Hey Blair" I said pulling her into a gentle hug.

" Hi Niall" she sighed.

I invited her inside and we sat across from each other in the living room.

"So, how long have you been pregnant?" I asked cheerfully. Babies are something to celebrate.

" three months" she said softly looking down.

" oh" I said.

It was kind of awkward. To see her after what happened. 

*Mature content*


" I've had way too much to drink" she slurred. 

I knew that I had too.

I couldn't take it any more. The way her thin body swayed to the beat, and her long blonde hair flowing around her. 

I walked up to her,grabbed her by the waist, and kissed her sloppily. I couldn't do any better. I was drunk!

" Let's get a cab" I said against her lips. We pulled away and I saw her smiling while biting her lip.

When we got back to my place, and the door was locked, it started.  I pushed her against the door and ripped her top off. I mean it literally ripped.

"Sorry babe" I laughed. She shrugged and tugged away all of my clothes. By the time we got to my room, we were both naked. 

I pushed her down on the bed, pushed into her without giving her any warning. 

" oh Niall!" She yelled.

I loved hearing her moan.

I started thrusting faster until I tensed up and she did too.

We both let go, and I crashed next to her.

We held each other close and fell asleep.

When I woke up, she was gone. All that was left was a note:

I'm happy you were my first.

That was it. No phone number. No email. 

I have believed in sex after marriage my entire life.
 I had just put 18 years of belief to waste. 


" um, Niall?" I looked up.

"Yeah, sorry" I had zoned out.

She placed her hands on her belly, and looked at me with her sparkling blue eyes.

" Niall" she said," it's yours."

I thought she was joking. But she looked dead serious.

"Oh my gosh" I said under my breath. 

I put my face in my hands and rocked back and forth trying to figure out what to do.

My phone rang: it was Emma. I was not in the mood for talking, but I knew something was up. She never called me.

" Hi" I said, not even trying to conceal my mood.

" Ni-Niall?" I heard her crying on the other end.

"Love, are you alright?"

She didn't answer my question.

"Can I um.. Come over?"
She asked timidly.

I couldn't abandon a friend in need. It's just not who I am.

"Sure babe. See you soon."
I hung up and stared at Blair. 

Tears were forming in my eyes as I looked at her stomach. My girlfriend was upstairs asleep, and my baby was in a different girl's body. How messed up am I.

" Niall, it's okay. You don't need to do anything. I just thought you should know" she said trying to comfort me.

" Are you sure it's mine?" I asked.

She nodded," you were my first and only." 

" of course I'm going to help. My DNA is in your stomach." I exclaimed the tears now flowing freely.

" Ni, I'm sorry. I really am. I have to go. Call me" she left a piece of paper with her number on it, and waddled out the door. Oh, so now she leaves it.

I heard the stairs creak and spin around to see Daniella.

"Hey babe" I said trying to mask my sad voice.

"Who was that?" She said with a stone cold face. I told her everything. From that party night to Emma coming over. It all ended with her hugging me.

" I'll support you" she said smiling. It looked fake.

The doorbell rang. It was Emma. Ella got the door, and when Emma came into the room I gasped.


She had a huge red and purple bruise on her right cheek. She had tear tracks on both sides of her face. Ella hugged her and they both sat down on the sofa across from me. 

" what the hell happened?" I asked almost yelling. 

" sweetie, who did this to you?" Ella asked her. 

She looked and Ella, then at me. Pure sadness in her eyes. 

"It was" she stopped and hesitated. I grabbed her hand to comfort her.

"It was Harry"

I stood up and I swear there was fire in my eyes. 

Emma burst into tears, and Ella comforted her. I went into the kitchen and dialed Harry's cell.

It went to voicemail.

" How dare you! You hit her! This is not okay man. You have no idea how bad I want to find you and beat your ass, but I'm dealing with problems of my own." 

I hung up and joined Ella in helping relax Emma.

" you can stay here." I said.

Ella shot me a warning glance. I just shrugged. What was the deal with that?

" Really?" 
She looked up hopefully. 

"Yeah" I said and brought her to the guest room.Ella went food shopping. I hand Emma an old t shirt and let her change. 

When she was done I came in with some Neosporin and cradled her in my arms she leaned against me and I put the cream all over her bruised cheek. I would lightly  squeeze her and whisper in her ear when she winced.

She eventually went to sleep and I kissed her forehead before walking out. 

So many emotions were floating around in my head right now. Sad because I had gone against everything I had believed in. Angry at Harry for hitting his girlfriend. Seriously what was that about?

I was also disappointed in Ella.
She said she would support me with the whole Blair thing, but I could tell she didn't mean it.

And when I told Emma she could stay here. Ella flipped out. 

My life is screwed up. 

I sat down on the lounge chair in the living room. I look out the window to see Ella hugging a guy. 

Wait. Who was that?

When I saw who it was I nearly fainted.

       What. The. Hell



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