who would of thought? {H.s}

Chapter 66

Skyler's pov
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"Lyric sweetie,we're home." I shake my angel's shoulder gently. "Don't hit me!" She yelled,causing me to flinch. "Oh,uh..." She opened her eyes fully. "Sorry,force of habit." She chuckled wearily. "It's alright darling." Harry unlocked the car;opening the back door for Lyric.

"Skyler...I uh,I mean mom...can I talk to you later?" She mumbles. I smile,nodding. "Check her wrists when you do." Harry mumbles in my ear.

"Why?" I mouth. "Just check." He mouths back,ruffling Lyric's hair and wrapping his arm around her neck;walking her to the porch. I follow,chewing on my cheek.

"Woah!" Lyric yells with her British accent. "Sweetheart,how'd you get that accent?" I ask. "I grew up in London. Then we moved to California." She chimes,spinning in the foyer. "Hahah,you hungry?" I ask. "Your mum makes the bed Mac and cheese with bacon bits." Harry says. "Ohhhh! Can I have that mum?!" She asks. I nod and flip out my fringe. "You're scene too?" Lyric asks. I nod and smile.

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Justin's pov

"Babe!" I smile. He walks out of the building smiling.

She places her lips on mine,running her hands through my hair. I moan a bit.

"Thanks for bailing me out." She says,intertwining out fingers. "No problem." I smirk. "Now,pay back time." She smirks.

"For?" I ask.

"Your uncle! The one that prissy Skyler put in jail!" She yells. "Shut up woman!" I growl. "I've got a plan. Don't worry."

She smirks evilly,placing her lips upon mine again.

"Jesus Christ I love you Darla." I moan.

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Harry's pov

-next morning-

I wake up to two girls laying in my bed,one of them Skyler and the other,my beautiful daughter. "Hey lovelies! Wake up!" I chuckle;removing my curls from my face.

"Five more minutes!" Sky groans. "Yeah dad! Pleaseeee!" Lyric adds.

"I'm making Bacon pancakes for breakfast!" I say in a sing song voice.

"Bacon Pancakes!" Skyler yells,almost falling off the bed completely. "Bacon?" Lyric mumbles.

"Yep."I say,popping the "p". "What's up with you guys and bacon?" She asked. "Bacon is da shiet!" Skyler says in a deep tone. We all laugh.

"Skyler,could I talk to Lyric alone for a moment?" I asked. Skyler nodded and left the room;shutting it carefully.

"Give me your arms." I command. "B-but what I-if I d-don't want t-to.." She mumbles. "Please lyric." I beg.

A minute passed before she lifts up her arms;scars from the tip of her wrist to the middle of her arm. "Young Lady,I do not,and I mean Do not! Like these..." I point to her scars. I look away from her arms and see tears welling up in her eyes. "I-I'm sorry." Her voice cracked;she turned her head.

"Sweetheart...come here..." I pull her into a hug,sobs slipping out of her mouth. "It's not your fault for cutting,see...when your mum was seventeen;she cut herself."

"You made her stop right?" She sniffed. "Of course I did. She officially stopped when she turned eighteen. But you can stop now,the pain is gone sweetie.its gone..." I whisper. "I'll try..." She looks up at me;her blue and green eye shimmering in the daylight. "Harry!!! The pancakes aren't going to make themselves!!" Sky yelled. I laughed,standing up from the bed. "Now,wipe those tears and come downstairs." I say,leaving her in the room by herself.