Daddy's Girl

All he needed was some one to spoil. He felt lonely, and depressed. He just needed something, someone in his life to make him happy, so he can make them happy. And he soon plans to find the one, hopefully.

''I believe that if I treat her right, and let her know that I love, that she'll be happy again, and be loved. That's all I want, I just want her to completely happy.. She's the only thing I care about, and I want to prove it to her.. No matter what I have to do to get her to understand it.. I love her..''

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**WARNING: Mature/Adult/Sexual Content & Situations. Drug usable, alochol usage, extreme sexual scenes**

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63. Midnight Memories

New Year’s Eve

Harry’s POV

‘’Is Emmy not coming, darling?’’ Mom asks as I sit down beside her on the sand, staring out at the blue water. ‘’I don’t know.. she probably will. I told her to get some extra sleep and she did.. She’ll be done soon I’m sure.’’ I sigh, glancing over to see she was looking at the water too, it was quite beautiful.

“You seem distracted.. is there anything you need to talk about, Harry?’’ Gemma’s voice came to my attention as she sat down on the other side of my mother. ‘’Yeah, actually.. there is.’’ I mumble, looking down at my feet slightly buried in the sand.

‘’Give it to me.’’ She says. If I tell her this, then that means I trust her because this is one of the biggest things in my life right now. Emmy being the most important, of course. But this.. this is pretty important too.


So, I tell them both.


‘’I bought an engagement ring.’’ Silence was thrown as the words slipped through my lips. My mother looks over at me, her eyebrows raised and her lips in a slight smile. Gemma leans back to look past my mother, her jaw dropped.

‘’I want to give it to her.. but I’m afraid it’s too soon. What.. what do I do?’’ I ask, sighing as I look away from them and back to the ocean, trying to keep myself calm, inside and out.

‘’Well.. you two are surely in love. You’ve promised her forever.. I think you should do it soon.’’ Gemma shrugs as she leans back on her elbows in the sand, her sunglasses shielding her eyes from the harmful sunrays.

“It’s your decision honey.. you decide your fate on your own. There sometimes we can’t help with.’’ My mother’s words hit me hard. I know what she means, but I really did want her opinion.



 





“Emmy! You’re here!’’ Gemma’s voice echoed as she screamed out. I turn around, knee deep in the water, to see Emmy coming down towards the shore with a towel in her hand a light, only light, smile on that pretty face.

I make my way out of the water and towards Emmy. Even from this distance I could tell she still didn’t feel too well. ‘’Hey baby.’’ I say as she finally reaches me. She grabs my hands and laces our fingers, squeezing tight.

‘’You okay?’’ I whisper as she looks up with me with those beautiful blue eyes. ‘’No.’’ Emmy sighs, looking away from me. ‘’You aren’t really dressed for the beach.’’ I say softly as I look at what she was wearing.

One of my shirts and a pair of her blue jean shorts, sandals and just a little mascara, no other makeup products. You could tell she brushed her hair, but she didn’t do anything to do it other than that. She looked completely sick.

 




The breeze was nice, it was calming. As we sat out on the balcony, I stared out at the ocean, the moon reflecting on the surface of the water. It was amazing to see and hear everything, the waves crashing on the shore, it was the perfect setting.

‘’I ruined New Year’s.’’ Emmy’s voice cut the silence in half. I look over at her to see she was leaning her arms on the railing, staring out at the ocean. ‘’No baby, you didn’t.’’ I sigh as I put my arm around the small of her back.

‘’We were supposed to be with your mom and your sister.. but of course I had to get sick.’’ She mumbles, shaking her as if she was ashamed of herself. ‘’Baby, it’s not your fault that you threw up and that you have a fever. I’m with you.. and that’s all that matters, the night is perfect to me. I know we got all dressed up for dinner and things didn’t go well.. but that’s fine. I get to be with you at midnight.. and that’s all I want.’’ I assure with a kiss on the cheek.

But as usual, she just sighs and ignores the points I’m trying to make. She is always doubting herself and blaming herself for everything, and to be honey, I’m sick of this. I hate it because it’s never her fault.

Whatever. I’m not going to start arguing with her, that will made her more upset, and I certainly can’t handle that right now, nor can she.

‘’I love you Emmy.’’ I whisper as I lean a little closer to her. She just pushes me away and rolls her eyes at me. She’s getting on my nerves real bad. ‘’Baby, I just want this to be the best night okay? I want us to spend-‘’

She cuts me off as she turns to me, pressing her small and cold hands against my cheeks. Emmy pulls me down closer to her, her lips half an inch from mine. ‘’I love you Harry.. and.. as long as I’m with you.. I’ll be okay.’’ She says, her voice cracking.

‘’Baby..’’ I whisper back, putting my hands on her small waist and pulling her as close as she could get to me. ‘’It’s not midnight yet, you can’t kiss me…’’ Emmy smiles against my lips before slightly leaning away.

‘’Two more minutes and I can..’’ I remind her. She smiles as she closes her eyes, bringing her lips close to mine, but not touching yet. “It’s been a few hours since I kissed you last.’’ I say softly. Emmy giggles a little, not too much, but enough to make me smile and feel like I’ve made things better.

‘’One minute.’’ I say as I glance at my watch. Emmy smiles lightly, her eyes tightly closed as she puts her lips against mine, softly and gently. You could hear the people gathered on the beach starting to chant the countdown starting at fifteen.

‘’Ten.’’ Emmy whispers. I smile, waiting for a few numbers to go by. ‘’Seven.’’ ‘’Five.’’ She sighs softly. ‘’Four.’’ I close my eyes, our lips together. ‘’Three..’’ Emmy’s warm breath smells like candy.

‘’Two.’’ I mumble. I smile as I feel her smile against my lips, ‘’One.’’ We say the last number together, and then I heard the whistle of fireworks and soon the explosions. Emmy’s lips felt good against mine, my tongue slipping through her beautiful lips.

Emmy’s fingers lightly pull at my hair as she keeps her arms tight around my neck, her small body pressed against mine. It was in this moment that I realized how good life really is.

 

I Am Almost Donee.

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~Angie

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