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Harry woke up with a little girl curled up on his stomach and Kendall's head on his shoulder.

He looked at his daughter. His beautiful baby.

And he looked at her mom.

Kendall.


His.. 


Best friend.




He laid Delilah in the bed and slid out. He covered the little girl and Kendall then went to the bathroom. He felt dirty. He felt bad. He felt just.. disgusting.

He needed his little girl.. 

but did he really want to be with Kendall?





* * *



The day Claire woke up to no texts put her off just a little bit.

Harry had been over the night before. He left a hoodie and some sweats on her desk. She happily smelled the hoodie then went to the bathroom to shower.

She undressed and got in...


and once she was all clean, she put on a bra, his hoodie, a thong, and a pair of booty shorts.


There wasn't school anymore, since they graduated, so she slipped downstairs to get breakfast and maybe text some of her friends to hang out. She definitely planned on calling Harry and making plans with him. Maybe for the weekend. Maybe she wanted to go to a party.


First, she called Eleanor to ask if she'd come over in about half an hour and El agreed, of course



Then she put her phone down and went to the dining room to sit at the table and go over her college form options...


But the college forms had been moved..

and on the table sat a box with a note ontop of it



She slowly picked up the note and read the front

READ BEFORE OPENING

was written in Harry's handwriting



She wanted to think this was some cute gift.. but her gut told her different.



She unfolded the note and started to read slowly.





"Babygirl, if you're reading this, I'm so fucking sorry... but... you'll understand. I know you will.
Delilah is turning 1 and a month soon. She's growing up so fast. Too fast.

Without a dad.
I'm not in her life.. besides a couple facetimes.. and.. she needs me.

She needs a dad. A father. Two parents to raise her right.
Kendall called me and asked me to move back. She needs more hours to pay her rent and get groceries, etc.  She needs someone to help take care of our daughter. She needs me to be around, not half the world away. 
Delilah needs me to be there. To tuck her in. Play tea party with her. Read to her. 

I need my daughter.
I love you. I always have. I always will.
But you need to understand that I couldn't ask you to leave everyone, everyone, behind and come with me to London.

If you want to talk about this, call me. I didn't change my number and I won't lose yours.
I know this is gonna hurt.. it's hurting me too. but believe me, I didn't want to leave.
I had to. 
Do not hurt yourself over me. 

Ring me anytime. I'll always try to answer, even if you want to scream at me and cuss me out, I'll answer.

Promise.

x   Harry


In the box was her things. Her shirt, some hairtyes, bracelets, a hairbrush, toothbrush

And photos.

They had a poloriod camera that they took tons of pictures with

But she didn't have the originals.. she had copied pictures...

because he had all the originals in his wallet





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