DaddyDomH (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 28

I sighed feeling the light breeze hitting my skin as I sat on the back porch thinking. Things have went from a bit difficult to hard as fuck in a few hours and it was all because of him. I pulled from my cigarette remembering everything he said yesterday. From him calling me princess to him saying Heather was pregnant.

He talked all night about how he missed me acting like he said nothing about Heather and passed out on the couch soon after. I barely got any sleep last night not even able to push it away.

She was pregnant. She was having his baby.

And he was here in New York.

The negative feelings towards him continued building every time I repeated that in my head.

Why did he even come here?

I bit my lip realizing it. Now that she was pregnant, he couldn't treat her like a sub. He couldn't see her as his property anymore, he couldn't do everything he wanted with her. I guess he thought that left me to fill her spot.

He lost his damn mind with that thought too.

If he thought I would let hi-

I jumped and my head snapped to him pulling the cigarette from my mouth. He didn't even look at me as he dropped it on the ground and stepped on it. "What to fuck are you doing?" I demanded standing up.

"I should be asking you the same thing" he spat motioning to the cigarette. I rolled my eyes going back inside to grab another as he followed. "Cigarettes? Really?" He demanded right behind me. "Don't worry about me, worry about yourself" I said going to my bag searching for the pack. I ended up having to turn the whole bag upside down and I still couldn't find them.

I rolled my eyes and turned to him glaring at me. "Where are they?" He pointed to the garbage and I rolled my eyes walking over to see each and every single one ripped up in the garbage.

"Are you f-" "Why in the hell are you smoking fucking cigarettes!" "I'm the last thing you should be worried about" I snapped. "What are you talking about?" "You know exactly what I'm talking about Harry" How could he act like this wasn't a big deal? Heather's pregnant alone in England and he's here yelling at me? No.

"Whatever you came to New York for, doesn't matter. Go back to England Harry" "No I want to be here... with you" he shot back and I shook my head. I didn't want him and what made me angrier was he thought I was stupid enough to accept this.

"Do you really think i'm that fucking stupid to not know the real reason you came here?" I spat feeling these fucking tears forming. "No, why don't you enlighten me" he shot back walking closer.

"Heather is pregnant and you being the asshole you are, fucking left her so you didn't have to deal with her having your fucking child! Then you pop up in New York thinking I will take that position again which shows how stupid you are because I don't want you anymore" I screamed. He walked closer and I held my hands out stopping him from coming closer.

"Don't" I spat glaring at him. "That's n-" "Whatever Harry I-" "You're wrong" he whispered looking down at me as if I hurt him in the worse way possible. "How?" I asked waiting. "That's not my child" I looked at him confused then shook my head moving.

"That's not my child" he repeated grabbing my arm. "What makes you so sure about that?" I demanded pulling away. "I haven't touched her since we had that argument and you left with... him. I couldn't touch her, I didn't want to no matter how much she tried to turn me on. She saw an ex one day and slept with him. It couldn't be mine anyway, I always made sure she took the pill"

"Are you sure-" "She told me it wasn't mine, shes only a few weeks along" he snapped and instantly guilt spread through me as I looked down. I just cursed him out and he didn't do anything. I was kind of surprised he was still here after that and now confused.