Song for the chapter //
The One That Got Away - Katy Perry
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"Okay, that's it. I'm leaving and I'm taking Carly with me" Harry says as he packs his and our 2 year old daughters clothes.
"Wait, Harry, I promise I'll stop" I beg with drunken tears pouring out.
"You can't just keep saying that Y/N. I'm fucking done with your drinking. it's not safe for my daughter, nor you" Harry zips his bag and pulls it off of our bed.
"Hey, she's my daughter too!" I fire back.
"No she's not. Not until you get your shit together" His face is almost completely emotionless, apart from that small tinge of hurt and anger.
He carries his and Carly's bags down the stairs then goes back upstairs to collect Carly from her room.
"No, please don't" I sob as I stumble towards him. I try to follow him up the staircase but I'm physically unstable due to my drunken state. Harry shakes his head and continues up the stairs.
I plop down on the last step and let the tears pour into my hands.
Several moments later I hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. I look up and see Harry carrying a sleepy Carly.
"So that's it?" I ask and hold onto the railings to steady myself as I stand up. I'm about half sober now, but I'm still slightly unsteady.
"What do you mean?" Harry furrows his eyebrows.
"Our marriage, all the great times we shared, the cuddles, kisses, making cookies, the dates, when we made love?" I remind him. I bump into the wall as I walk towards my husband and daughter.
"Well... they were amazing. I just... I wish we could do all that again. But that was before you started drinking. And now you can't seem to be able to control yourself" I notice Harry's eyes glossing over but he's trying to be strong and cover it up.
Carly notices hers and Harry's packed bags.
"Daddy, where are we going?" Carly asks in her adorable little voice.
"We're just going away for a while" Harry assures her with a small smile. He gives her a quick kiss on her brown curls.
"But what about mummy?"
Harry ignores our daughters last question, which was quite rude and uncalled for, as he puts the bags into his car. But I shouldn't judge Harry's actions. I am the reason he's leaving with our daughter.
"Come on Carly, get in the car" Harry opens the back door for her. Once she is in, Harry straps her to her baby seat. My heart almost melts at how much of an amazing father he is.
"Can I at least day goodbye?" my risky question startles Harry,
He sighs and opens the door so I can say goodbye to my little girl.
"I'm so sorry baby, I'll see you soon. I love you" my voice is hoarse. I give her a long kiss on her forehead.
"Okay that's enough" Harry says and grabs my arm. I feel warmth shoot through me. I'm going to miss his touch so much.
Harry jumps into the drivers seat and closes the door.
"I love you, Harry" I whisper, tears rolling like Niagara Falls. But I couldn't care less.
"I love you too, Y/N. I always will. But this is just becoming too much" Harry backs out of the driveway and leaves.
I have no idea where he's going with my daughter. But I do know that I deserve this.
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