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**


65. No Turning Back

‘’I can’t believe… that you proposed.’’ I say with a smile as I squeeze Harry’s hand tight as we come into the hotel room. I was tired of standing out there and listening to those people enjoy themselves when I know I’m in pain.

‘’I can’t believe you said yes.’’ Harry sighs, smiling as I glance back at him. ‘’What do you want to do sweet love?’’ Harry asks as he lets my hand and goes into the kitchen. I follow and take a seat at the small table.

‘’Um.. I probably just need to go get some rest.’’ I sigh, staring down at my hands on top of the table. ‘’Oh.. no movie night? No glass of wine?’’ Harry laughs a little as he joins me at the table.

But his face turned serious when he saw I wasn’t laughing with him. ‘’Emmy.’’ Harry says, sitting his large hand on top of mine, covering them completely. ‘’Is everything okay baby? You’ve been.. looking and feeling bad for a few days now.’’ Harry sighs as he rubs his thumb over my mine.

‘’I just.. I’ve been tired, that’s all.’’ I shrug lightly, not even wanting to talk about this but God and I both know I have to tell him eventually, which has to be sooner than later. ‘’Is there anything I can do or give you?’’ Harry says with his eyebrows furrowed as he studies my face.

‘’No.. I just.. I’m fine.’’ I shake my head from side to side, only lightly though because I had a horrible headache. On the balcony I was playing games with Harry’s mind, making him think I was okay because I didn’t want him to worry..

Of course the emotions during the kiss and when he got down on his knee were real.. but I was still feeling bad either way.

‘’Em.. are you on your period? I mean.. I haven’t saw anything noticeable when I do the laundry.. and you don’t get up at night.. is.. is everything okay baby?’’ He asks me, biting his lip nervously.

‘’It’s not my period.’’ I mumble as I stare down at my feet. ‘’Then.. then what is it.. I just.. I need to know baby. It’s worrying the hell out of me.’’ Harry gulps so loud I could hear it. My heart skipped a beat as I took a deep breath, exhaling as slow as I possibly could.

I look over at Harry.. his eyes so beautiful, his face so amazing, he was so perfect and he deserved so much more than what I have to offer, I will always believe that.

But knowing he was beautiful wasn’t going to push this issue aside. I had to man up and just tell him the truth. Besides, I can’t keep it forever..

‘’Harry..’’ I sigh, blinking slowly one last time before finally keeping our eye contact locked and steady. Harry’s eyes showed nothing more than worry, pleading, begging, loving.. He was scared, I could tell..

And that scared me more.

‘’Harry..’’ I repeat his name, loving the way it easily slips from my mouth. I sigh one last time, serious about telling him this go around. I stare into his eyes, knowing that I will have to admit this to him, he has to know, there is no turning back anymore.. I can’t turn back there’s nowhere to go.

‘’Harry, I’m pregnant.’’


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