DADDY // HS

3

Emma

My head was pounding as I sat up. Oh god, how much did I drink last night? I looked down to see I wasn't in my bed or clothes. What the hell? Where the hell am I then???? Standing up, I opened the door and headed down a hall.

"Hello?" I called out but got no answer.

"Hello!?" I yelled this time, hoping who brought me here would answer. Are they deaf or something? I kept walking down this long was hallway before I heard voices.

"Daddy I'm hungwee." A little boys voice rang out, making me squint my eyes.

"I know buddy hang on." I froze. Is that Harry's voice? I walked into a kitchen to see the truth, and it was Harry with a boy. His eyes met mine.

"You're up, I was just about to wake you up." I'm still confused, how did I get here in the first place? I have absolutely no memory of last night, and I'm so lost. He handed me some water with two Advil.

"Take these and drink water." I was still confused as to how I got here. I was trying so hard to remember but couldn't. I mean I was at the party drinking, and then I left and then blank. I looked at the boy who was making incoherent sounds. I looked to Harry who was speaking to me, but I wasn't listening but trying to remember how I got here. Did we fuck? Did he touch me? Because I certainly have no memory how I got in these clothes.

"Emma, love, are you alright?" I popped the pills in my mouth and downed the water and rushed back the room I woke up in completely ignoring Harry. I gotta get out of here. I quickly put my bra and skirt on and then my shirt along with my boots.

"Emma wait." Harry was still trying to get my attention. I couldn't stay here any longer. I felt his hand on my arm, making me snap out of a weird trance.

"Emma listen to me-"

"How did I get here," I asked as he sighed, leading me back to the kitchen. His house was charming.

"You went to a party-"

"I know," I said, cutting him off, making him sigh again.

"Let me finish." He said and waited to see if I'd say anything else.

"You went to a party, got hammered and tried to walk home. I was driving back home after... never mind that," Harry looked down for a brief second and it made me wonder why he didn't finish that sentence.

"I saw you on the side of the road just sitting on the curb. I debated on getting you. I decided it'd be a dick move. Then I drove up next to you, and you got up and walked, more like stumbled, down the road again and sat down again. You did that again before you let me take you to my place. I gave you clothes to change into, and you did and passed out."

Oh.

"Oh." I looked at his green eyes. He was hiding something, but I'll let it slide. I looked to the little boy who was in his booster seat measly testing his eggs.

"Yeah, we need to be at your house soon but the daycare called and they can't take Tyler." I looked down.

"I can come here," I said a little too fast. Harry pursed his lips as if he agreed to this. I sighed and got up and took a piece of his bacon.

"I'll be back, but I need to walk to get my car and then I need to go home and change and then I'll be on my way over," I said in one breath, and he smiled.

"Perfect I will see you shortly." I left and headed down the road to my friend's house with was a massive headache and sore feet. I should just ask for a ride. An hour later, I reached my car, and I have never been so happy to see it in my life. I got in and drove to my house preparing the lecture I'm gonna get.