PLEASE READ THE NOTE AT THE BOTTOM! But... Enjoy ;)
-Cassidy
"I am going to let you be a father. I will let you spend time with them without me eventually. But me, Danielle, or Eleanor have to be there with you." Harry nods, and a smile creeps up on his face. "What is that look for?" I ask. He shrugs, and shakes head.
"You are just beautiful..."
"I said you can be a father, not be a boyfriend." I pull out of his firm grasp and walk to the kitchen. I feel Harry's eyes on me as I walk away, and I don't know if it is uncomfortable or a good thing. "Enough with the staring, Styles." I look over my shoulder and Harry has a pretend hurt expression on his face.
"I think you like it Cassidy." His famous smirk is present on his face as he makes his way towards me. He has a loving glint in his eyes, as they make their way up and down my body. My heart flutters at his actions. Stop.
"N-no." I stutter. My stomach drops when he is only inches away from my face. He leans in to my ear and whispers something. His breath sends chills down my spine. "Then tell me right now you don't like it." Don't let him get to you. You are not taking him back. He can be a dad and that's it. "I..." I try to protest but my words get caught in my throat.
His body is held up by the counter behind me, one arm on each side of my body. "Exactly," he breathes. Push him off. I need to stop this. The kids are right down the hall! His lips move to mine, and he attempts to tease me by leaving them at the corner of my mouth. "S-Stop.." He slams his mouth against mine, and gets frustrated when I don't kiss back.
"Kiss me back." He mumbles against my lips. "Please." He begs. I pull my head back, but he leans in further. Stop! I try and push him off, but again he closes the space. He kisses me again, and I give up.
"Harry" I mumble against his lips. "I can't.." He automatically pulls away, and looks deep into my eyes. "I can't do this." I say in between breaths. He sighs, and nods his head. "I can't take you back...."
"Just... Kiss me once?" He pleads, his eyes search mine and he starts to move in. He sits me on the counter, and stands between my legs. Our lips connect, and fireworks go off. This kiss is slow and it feels different. It is like I can feel his pain in the kiss. The pain of loosing everything he had... A fiancé, twin baby girls, a family. I should not be so hard on him because when I walked out on him that day, he lost a lot too.
He pulls away, and the fireworks left a tingling feeling on my lips. His face is still only inches away, and his forehead is pressed against mine. "Please believe me when I say that I still love you Cassie." I nod, and smile. I get butterflies in my stomach, and a warm rush swims through my body. "I know Harry."
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"Morning Mum!" Violet jumps on top of me, her blonde curls bouncing everywhere. I open my eyes slightly and see my daughter in my face, smiling. "How did you get out of your crib?" I begin to worry. Did she climb out by herself? "Harry!" She chirps. When did Harry do that? I thought he left last night. "Up Momma!" She grabs my wrist, and tries to pull me out of bed. I sit up on my own, and swoop her into my arms.
"Is Harry here?" I ask my baby, and she nods happily. I walk into the kitchen and what do you know! Harry is standing there in a white tee, and sweatpants cooking omelettes. Also, he is wearing my apron that says "I cooked therefore... you clean." I can not help but laugh at the sight. "Good morning Cassie." I slowly approach him and he takes a glimpse in my direction.
"Hi? I thought you left last night?" He shakes his head, and I take my seat. Violet snuggles on my lap while sucking on her thumb. "No, after you fell asleep on me I brought you into your bedroom and crashed on the couch. It was really late, sorry. I hope you don't mind." I shrug, and go over to the refrigerator. I get out Logan's bottle, and grab the formula. I put everything together into his little Mickey Mouse bottle.
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You Cheated, I Moved On
FanfictionI am Cassidy Clarke. I have three children: Logan James, and the twins; Lillian Alicia and Violet Regan. They are the product of me and the one and only Harold Edward Styles. But the only thing is, I left him when the twins were only 6 months old an...