DADDY // HS

6

Emma

My alarm blaring, I sat up and checked my phone for the time and to turn off my alarm. I also had a couple of texts. I read the one Harry sent

▪I am coming over in an hour.

¤okay.

Then I saw one from Luke.

▪Good morning beautiful.

¤Good morning Luke😊

I got out of my bed and dragged my self to the bathroom for another shower, I know I took one last night but I still felt the need to. The water was hot against my tense muscles relaxing them. I washed and shaved before I got out. I headed back into my room before I jumped at the sight.

"You said an hour." He chuckled.

"It's been an hour. You just took a long shower." I looked to the time. Fuck he was right. I clenched onto my towel tighter before rushing to my closet.

"I'll be setting up in here." No no no, that leaves room for him to cheat.

"No, we are going down stairs." I answered too quickly. He looked to me with wide eyes.

"Emma, I'm going to do anything with you." Bullshit.

"Okay fine but you are going down stairs." I slipped down the stairs with him following closely behind and I sat down at the table and set my stuff up. He sat down across from me and I pulled out my things.

I actually decided to do work just to ignore his pleading eyes.

We went on to talk about my school work and taking steps to graduate and and starting to fill out my applications. God this is such a bore.

"Emma are you listening?" I sighed.

"Yes it's just... I don't care." I said truthfully. He kept going ignoring me remark and kept on trying to get me to understand math. I hate math. Always have. Always will.

"Emma I will be back late, behave." She warned and I sighed. Great now she left me alone with him. I waved her off and he kept talking and talking and talking until his phone rang. He answers it and all of his color seemed to have drained.

"You shitting me!" He yelled making me jump. I almost fell out of my seat before I collected my self and stood up and fixed myself. He kept pacing back and forth pulling at his hair trying to make sense of what he heard. I wonder what triggered him this much to warrant a fit of rage.

"Bianca you can't just drop this on me!" I stayed silent.

"No you listen to me you bitch-"
Damn.

"Don't you dare take Tyler away from me! You're not even home most of the time!" He barked into the phone before huffed around me.

"Harry." I spoke up trying to get him to come back to reality.

"You're coming with me." He barked at me making me jump. I didn't want to argue so I followed him out the door to his house. The drive felt longer than usual and it killed me every second to be stuck in a car with man full of rage. He was too silent and not in a good way.

He parked getting out almost forgetting me before he slammed the car door making me flinch but get out and I follow him. I stayed at a good distance not sure how angry he was.

"Bianca!" He yelled coming into the house before the beautiful blonde came down the stairs with a triumphant smirk on her face. I instantly hated her.

"How dare you drop this on me and expect me to stay strong! Where is my son?" She smiled again.

"Not here." She simply said and I swear I saw the soul break in him.

"I swear to fucking god Bianca if I don't see my son in the next minute I'm calling the cops for abduction." Harry has lost his mind.

"Do you know what it's like to be gone all the time to be absent from my son's life!" She yelled back at him playing the woe is me card.

"That's why I quit! So I could be with OUR son but you're never around not even when you're in town." She was fuming in anger.

"I work Harry!" He scoffed.

"You only work four days a week so why are you home seven to ten days at a time? Huh? Who are you fucking?" She didn't answer.

"I have business calls Harry! You act like I don't live here!" He rolled his eyes. I don't think I should be here.

I'm listening to things I shouldn't be listening to.

"Might as well be that why since you come in at the dark hours of the night, always quiet st dinner. Leaving super early in the morning. Bedside is always empty and damn well know you don't want to be married to me. For fucks sake, you don't even wear you're wedding ring. Took mine off because I feel like I was married to my fucking imagination." She looked down. The hurt in Harry's voice was real and his voice was shaky and it cracked and he struggle to get anything out. My heart aches for him.

"Tyler is gone and so am I." She said before coming down and looked to me.

"Good luck, you're gonna need it." I rolled my eyes.

She is a bitch. She walked out leaving a hurt Harry behind. Rage filled his eyes before he began to break things.

"FUCK YOU!" He screamed at the door before breaking down and cried, he cried into my legs.
"Please, Emma, make me forget." He's a man of touch.

So... I'll touch him.