Back For You《 H.S. 》

Chapter 7

I heard a knock on the door. "Keep quiet she's here." Harry kissed my forehead before running out, and closing the door. I continued to fold my clothes and put them into drawers, 'quietly'. I heard footsteps walked past my door. I looked to see Prim playing peacefully on my teplet, with headphones in so she couldn't here. She was doing early homeschooling, most of it I was teaching her but someties I would give her my tablet so she could do it. I took out some picture frames. They were of Prim and I, except one. I took it out of my suitcase slowly, it was of Harry and I, when we were dating before I got pregnant, and before he went on to become famous. He had his arms wrapped around my waist and was spinning me around. I rememeber this. I took him to meet my old foster family, who I left to go to New York, and we had a pool party. I was wearing a yellow bathing suit with small flowers over them. He wouldn't let me go. I don't remember why but I had my back against his chest and we were just laughing like maniacs.

I never showed anyone this picture, for it was private. Not even Harry knew about this picture, we didn't know anyone was taking pictures. I put it back in the suitcase and leaned against my dresser. I miss those times, where everything wasn't so complicated.

"Harry!" I heard through that wall. I wonder what was going on, but it's none of my busniess. "Harry!" it got louder. I sat by Prim, she was going over the alphabet, AT 2! I couldn't be any happier then I am now, as a mother. "Yes!" I heard Taylor screaming through my wall, what the hell is going on! I got back up and pressed my ear against the wall. "Harry! Yes! Faster!" I pulled back as soon as I knew what was going on in there. Ew! Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew. That's disturbing. I wanted to blast music, so I wouldn't here that, but I can't because then she would know. See here an example as to why I didn't want to come live with him. I know we're not together anymore or anything, but that kind of hurts.

"Mummy what are those noises?" Prim asked. I turned around and saw, she had taken the ear phones out.

"Oh, uhm. Daddy's watching t.v." I ran to her, to cover her ears. "Just ignore his loudness." I whispered in her ear. She smiled her toothy smile at me, and started playing with my hair. "Are you done with the alphabet?" I asked. She nodded her head, her curls bouncing around. "Ok, say them to me eh?" I asked.

"A b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y and Z!" she siggled her small legs around. I kissed her forhead.

"I am so proud of you boo! You are to smart for a 2 year old, I don't know what I'm going to do with you" I tickled her. She wiggled around giggling and trying to get out of my tickling clutches. "Who's my baby?" I teased, still tickling her.

"I am!" she chirped. I stopped tickling her and blew on her belly button. "Mummy!" she giggled. I blew another time making her laugh that cute little laugh I loved. "Mummy, I-I want daddy." she looked up at me.

"Don't we all." I mumbled. Wait! What did I just say? No, I don't want daddy...do I?

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I heard my door open and looked up. "Daddy!" Prim giggled. He had on black sweatpants, with out a shirt. Was he trying to kill me? I couldn't help but to stare at his toned abs, gosh what happened to him. I guess he grew in the last 2 years. Prim ran over to him, and he picked her up in the air

"Hey Prim!" he looked up at her, who was just laying in the air. "Want to come sleep with daddy?" he asked. Prim nodded her head rappidly, along with her curls.

"Uh, I'd rather you not." that's just discusting. After having sex with you girlfriend, with your ex and daughter in the house, you want your daughter to sleep in those sheets?

"Why?" he asked.

"what do you mean why. I think the whole world could here what was just going on in there." I exclaimed. He played with her fingers, was he listening to me?