Her Savior

Chapter 3

"The Musketeers Pickup"

I when I got to their school I raced inside quickly making my to the front office I saw them I walked into the front office door "hey I'm here for Alice, Derrick, & Mason" I said with a sweet smile. "I see well there right over -" before the nice older lady could even finish her sentence the three musketeers came running over to me I love them so much. "H-hey why are y-you so late," Mason said almost in full tears it's adorable how worried he is I bent down to his height "hey it's ok I'm here now right?, Let's go home," I said in a soft hushed voice wiping away his tears. Alice and Derrick, we're just happy to see me "Oh may ask you your name," the lady asked "Nikki Sugar," I said "and your name-" she cut me off "Lena my name is Lena" she smiled at me.

We exchange smiles "oh is he the father of these lovely children?" Lena asked at first I had no clue what she was talking about then I followed her gaze I should have realized he followed me but then again for my sanity's sake I left that thought alone but Mr. Styles was standing there. I look into his eyes to see rage, confusion, and worry? We look at each other for a bit I looked away from his gaze only for him to speak "hello I'm Mr.Styles but you can call me Harry" he extended his hand out to Lena she accepted it.

His name sounds so familiar like I've heard it before not only that but Mr.Styles or well "Harry" looks familiar I was pulled from my thoughts by Derrick's voice. "Alice you're so dumb of course he's our daddy duh but one question where have you been," this day has gotten worse he thinks Harry is his dad.

I try to lead the conversation to continue outside even though I want it to end right now. "um let's talk outside ok see you on Monday Lena," I said escorting all four of them out of the building, I get to my car. I put Alice and the boys in first then turned to Mr.Styles "Sir I don't know why you followed me here that's like some form of stalking" I poineted my finger around in his face I yelled at him saying things like he can't just follow me around.

After a minute or two, he grabbed my finger which stopped the yelling "you have three kids and they don't even know their dad so know they think I'm their father?" he started frowning. "And what does your mom think huh" he yelled oh that hurt real bad "They aren't my kids they are my siblings and my mom doesn't care! She can't care she died." I back choking on that last part lowering my tone to a faint whisper. I didn't notice I was even crying till he came closer to me to wipe them away "they call me their mommy because they don't know their birth mom" I said now sobbing he embraced me.

I relaxed a bit sobbing into his chest as he shushed me while running his fingers through my hair "if you don't, mind me asking how did you get here?" I asked a bit confused. "I caught a taxi here." his voice was hushed "how did you find out where I was going, Mr. Styles,?" I pull my head from his chest awaiting his response "well I looked through your file found out you had three younger children listed under known family seeing as it didn't say they were your siblings I assumed you had three kids I looked for what school they attend and that's how I found you." he seems to be unfazed by anything he just told me.

I pull completely away from him questioning why did follow me? I realize Mr.Styles might need a ride back I mean he's only a teacher so he couldn't have a lot of money. I look up at him "do you need a ride to the school?" I asked unsure if I should be driving a teacher anywhere "no you seem tired so I'll drive you home let me see your keys" He's right I'm physically and emotionally drained I won't argue with the truth I hand him my keys.

I walked to the passenger side I was going to open the door but Harry slapped my hand and opened the door I probably looked like an idiot "so aren't you going to get in or stand there" he said nonchalantly. This will be a long power struggle drive back to my house.

We make it to the house after a few wrong turns on Harry's part  fucking idiot  I roll my eyes at the memory we're walking into my house when Mason tripped and scraped his knee "ow!" Mason cried out. I holt all previous movement and tend to him "oh it's ok," I said picking him up then I turn to harry "Harry open the door make Alice and Derrick do their homework please," Harry nodded opening the door. I whispered a thank you as I walked to the bathroom I cleaned off his knee, put a bandaid on it. He ran off leaving me in the bathroom I went into the kitchen to see Harry helping Alice and the boys do homework they were yelling at each other.

My thoughts pull me in once again I'm held captive by my invasive thoughts. I can't understand why Mr.Styles or Harry wants to help me right now but I know that he can't get too close all though it seems he already has with the triplets I'll break the news to them once he leaves.

They shouldn't be to distort over it Harry came in all of our lives today and he'll leave on the same day.  The kids don't know their dad and it isn't their fault I never tried to look for their dad after mom died If he wanted to be there he would have stayed the same can be said for my father as well If he loved my mom like how she said he did he would have left with her. I hadn't realized I was staring off till I felt a tap on my shoulder "Nikkie I have to go it was nice meeting you and your siblings" Harry said in a hushed tone of voice not wanting the three children that have grown an attachment to hear him I nodded in response and with that he was out the door.

decided to make dinner which was chicken caesar salad "hey if you're done yelling dinner is ready," I said walking out of the kitchen with my salad. The three musketeers made their own salad and sat in the living room with me "I have a question for you" Derrick said putting the rest of his salad on the coffee table but still clearly chewing his food I turn to face him setting my now empty bowl on the coffee table. "where did our dad go?" his question through me off at first but I remember them calling Mr.Styles their dad earlier. I sigh they need to know that Mr.Styles isn't their dad I pull Alice and the boys closer to me "listen to me you three; it's the four of us from the beginning and it'll stay this way because Mr.Styles is not your dad" I hug them tight Alices head was nuzzled under my left arm light sighs coming from her she must have fallen asleep while I was talking.

Well, the end of chapter three took me forever but I hope you enjoyed it, well then bye for now. <3