Her and I ✩ Hailee Steinfeld (G!P) ✔️

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| Hailee's POV |

"FUCK YEAH, I'LL BE THE GODMOTHER!" My best friend, Florence Pugh, screamed at the top of her longs. Y/N chuckled in surprise and covered her ears while I winced due to how loud and screechy her voice could get. "I'm so honored!" Flo pretended to wipe tears from her eyes and acted as if she were receiving a reward.

"You're the only person that came to mind anyway so..." I was joking, obviously, but both my girlfriend and my best friend playfully punched my arms. Hard. "Ouch, that hurt."

"It's way you deserve." Flo said with a cocky smirk before her face lit up with excitement again. "Ah! I still can't believe I'm going to be the godmother of your twin babies!" Y/N positioned herself in my arms, forcing them around her waist while she relaxed back against my front with her head against my chest.

"In all honesty, you truly were the only person we wanted to be the godmother." Y/N added with the warmest smile ever that just melted my insides. Flo gave us both big hugs as she left the room to probably go buy 'worlds best godmother' merchandise.

I looked at my girlfriend with a small smile. "I think Billie would've called us crazy for having twins." I lightly joked, but neither of us laughed. Y/N smiled up at me in agreement.

"Yeah, I'm sure she'd make fun of how I have to push them out." She playfully rolled her eyes as she envisioned a taunting Billie in her head. We smiled for a moment before it faded away, reality settling back in that she'll never be back to say those things. "W-we should consider setting up the baby room." Y/N purposely started a brand new conversation, guiding me out of the room.

I followed her and didn't question anything else any further, I let my girl do what she pleased. "I was thinking of doing something simple since we don't exactly know the gender yet, but I'm too impatient to wait until we do." Her cute rambling soon comes to an end as she turns to me with that little smile on her face.

"I agree, my love." Was all I whispered as I kissed her forehead. "I do need to get to work though, will you be okay?"

"Yes, I will be. Don't worry about me." She beamed up at me and kissed all over my face. "Have a good day at work, dear." Y/N whispered against my lips and sealed the deal with a searing kiss. "And be safe for me and our babies."

"I like the sound of our babies." I grinned and rested my hands on her stomach for a moment before pulling away with one last kiss being placed on her lips. "I will be safe, darling."

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I waltzed into my business while adjusting my suit. Upon entering my office, I'm forced to see someone I never wanted to see again. My dad stood with a sharp, 6 inch dagger pressed up against the neck of my bodyguard, Preston's neck. He had a sinister smirk on his face.

"Hello, my dear daughter." His voice was slick with mischief and evil. I rested my hand on my desk, feeling under it and detaching the duck taped knife from it, holding it in my hand.

"What do you want, father?" I growled, glancing at Preston who wasn't crying, but just by looking in his eyes, I could tell he was scared.

"Money, a small percentage of your business." I scoffed at his words, this fool thinks he can just have some of my business? The same business I spent my whole life building after he rejected me from the family one? Fuck no.

"No." I hissed and stood 3 inches away from him, our faces pretty close. He pressed the dagger further into Preston's neck which caused him to let out a window. "Get the fuck off of him." I snapped and kicked the dagger out of his hand, yanking Preston out of his grip to toss him behind me, I pressed mr father against the wall with my own knife pressed to his chest. "The next time I see you anywhere near my family, my business, or my men... I won't hesitate to either put a bullet through your skull or drive my knife straight through your black heart."

My father remained quiet. If he was scared, he won't admit it. But, it's visible. "Do you understand?" I growled to him, my anger flaring through the roof.

"Yes..." He whispered back coldly and I snapped my fingers, Preston hurrying outside to grab my biggest and strongest guards to escort my father out of here. "This isn't the end though, Hailee. Trust me." He said menacingly.

I rolled my eyes at his pathetic threat. Watching my guards drag him away, I felt a nauseous feeling settle in the pit of my stomach. I quickly grabbed my belongings and approached Preston. "I'm going home, I need to make sure my girl is okay. Take care of the building, you're in charge." I threw him the keys to the building and rushed out as fast as possible.

I slammed my car door shut, praying to myself that nothing happened to my Y/N or my future babies.I swear to god, I will kill my father if he even lays a finger on them.