Daddy's Girl

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  • Published: 26 Dec 2016
  • Updated: 24 Jan 2017
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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**


28. Princess

Harry’s POV

‘’This is okay, right?’’ Emmy mumbles, hear forehead on my shoulder. She sighs deeply against me. ‘’What do you mean?’’ I ask, curious to know what exactly she’s referring to.

‘’You.. and me.. doing this.’’ She whispers back in return. ‘’Of course it’s right, love.’’ I say softly, petting her wet hair with my hand, just trying to sooth her if anything’s wrong.

‘’Then why.. why does it.. feel.. wrong.. but so right?’’ She asks me, leaning up to meet my gaze. ‘’I don’t know.’’ I shake my head a little, not really sure of that answer at all.

‘’What if.. what if people find.. find out.’’ She bites her lip, her eyes staring into mine. I almost get lost, but I soon realize that she was being serious and wanted to talk about this, so I stayed in this world a little longer, blinking to keep from zoning out again.

‘’Uh, well.. I don’t know. If it happens.. it happens.’’ I shrug to her, nothing really else to say to that. She just stares at me, not really looking as if she has an answer, but yet she looks confused, worried, stressed.

‘’It’s not like you could get fired or anything.’’ I wink lightly at her, but I don’t get anything in response, just a blink, no blush, no smile, no giggle, no nothing. Nothing at all.

I swallow the spit forming in my mouth, attempting to say something right this time, hopefully at least. ‘’Um.. it’s not a big deal.’’ I say. ‘’it kind of is. If.. if someone finds out.. or it’s in a magazine.. my.. my..’’ She stops herself, looking away from me.

‘’Your what?’’ ‘’If my parents see it.. do you know what they’re going to think?’’ She furrows her eyebrows, looking quickly back at me. ‘’No..’’ I mumble lightly, not sure if she actually wanted me to answer that aloud.

‘’If they see that their nineteen year old daughter is… is.. associated with a twenty five year old man.. they’re going to kill me.. bring me back to life, then kill me again.’’ She huffs deeply, throwing her hand against her forehead.

Emmy’s breathing suddenly becomes quick and short, she starts to fan herself with the other hand. ‘’Baby, calm down.’’ I say, holding onto her waist with my hands.

‘’I can’t.. I.. I need.. I need my medicine.’’ She says, pleading eyes. ‘’Okay, okay. Um, where is it?’’ I ask, gesturing for her to get off me and she does so, getting completely out of the tub.

I follow her out and soon fetch her a towel. ‘’Here baby, wrap up. I don’t want you to freeze.’’ I sigh as I unfold the towel and step behind her, putting the towel under her arms.

She takes the hem from me and gets it situated on her. ‘’I.. um.. I think it’s.. It’s in my purse.’’ She says, sitting down on the toilet. ‘’Okay, I’ll go get it.’’ I say as I rush off towards the door.

Before I realized it, I was in the bedroom with her purse in my hand, my other one digging through it. My eyes quickly observe the common things I find, still searching for any form of medicine.

Lip balm, a purple pen, a couple dollars and some change, hair pins, Post-it notes with reminders written on them, her phone, her personal hygiene products, a hand mirror…

No medicine.

‘’Babe, I can’t find it!’’ I say loudly so that she could hear me. I was about to panic myself when she came from the bathroom, slightly dripping as she carefully walked over the floor to me, making sure not to slip and fall.

‘’It’s okay.. I just.. I’m fine.’’ She whispers, purposely brushing her hand against mine as she leans her small body against mine. ‘’You okay, darlin’?’’ I softly ask, putting my hands on her waist, looking down at the top of her head.

She doesn’t say or do anything, just puts her arms around my waist. ‘’Nothing’s going to happen, everything’s going to be okay. Don’t worry, I’m right here.’’ I whisper, leaning down to kiss the top of her head.

She just nods and buries her face into my abdomen. I didn’t know what was truly wrong, I just know that something freaked her out. Something this situation of ours scares her, and therefore it scares me too.

Emmy’s POV

‘’Hey.. baby? How ‘bout we get ready for bed, you need some rest. You’ll be sore in the morning, I’d hate for you to be tired too.’’ Harry insists, making me lean back to look up at him, and I do.

‘’Okay?’’ He asks softly. ‘’Okay.’’ I mumble my reply and he smiles, nodding lightly at me. ‘’Unfortunately, I haven’t gotten any clothes for you yet… but I will soon. But, as for tonight, you can sleep in one of my shirts, yeah?’’

I nod to him as he steps back, heading towards a door I assume is his closet. To be honest, it felt weird when he started going away from me, and I didn't like it at all So, I fixed it. I go after him, I smile a little as he winks at me, holding his hands out as he speeds up his walk a little.

Laughing a little, I catch up with him and grab his hands, bringing myself to his body. “Hmm, don’t wanna let me go, huh?’’ I smile against his skin at his comment, he was right.

‘’God, you’re amazing.’’ He sighs out as I push my body even closer against his.

I just giggle, not able to say anything because I was just flustered by it all right now. “I’m going to get your room ready this weekend baby... So you will be able to stay over without being naked.’’ He winks again, making me blush some more.

“My.. room?” I ask, leaning back to look at him. ‘’Yeah. Right across the hall. But I’m sure you’ll be sleeping in this bed with me.. but my baby’s gotta have a closet of her own.. a nice vanity.. a couple hundred pairs of shoes.’’ He grins, leaning down a little to get closer.

‘’I want my princess to be comfortable in my palace.’’ He whispers, kissing my forehead lightly. ‘’So now I’m a princess?’’ I ask, raising my eyebrows with a smile.

‘’You’ve always been a princess… you always will be.’’   >>• #Goals.. Lol, We'll Update More.~ Angie...
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