I'm in Love With a Criminal // H.E.S

Chapter 41:

*Harry's POV*
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I stared at the beauty beside me as she slept, her chest rising and falling slowly. My hand slowly made its way to her stomach, a smile immediately forming on my face when thoughts began to fill my head.

I've done it. My love is going to be pregnant with my baby. I'm going to be a dad soon. This time, I'll be the dad every kid dreams of.

Butterflies swarmed around my stomach just thinking about me holding our baby in my arms, being as gentle as I could possible be.

What would he or she look like? Would they inherit my looks or Melanie's? My personality or hers?

I pressed my lips to hers gently and moved down the bed slowly, being careful not to wake her up.

I quietly laid in between her legs and placed my elbows on each side of her stomach, I lifted my shirt that she was wearing up and slowly kissed her bare skin.

This is where our baby will grow, where it will develop its characteristics. Where our precious baby will live for the next nine months.

I kissed her stomach again, this time longer. I was tempted to talk to her belly but I knew that there was nothing there, we had only made love five hours ago.

"I love you" I whispered to her stomach, deciding to indeed speak to her empty belly. "I'm Daddy" I slightly chuckled, rubbing circles with my finger as Melanie slept peacefully.

I looked up at Melanie and stared at her beautiful face, her cheeks were slightly rose pink. So innocent.

Melanie is indeed innocent, was this the right thing to do to her? She's only eighteen years old, I knew she didn't want a baby this young. Especially with a man she has only known for four months.

Yes, this was right.

Me and Melanie belong with each other, having a baby is a symbol of our love for one another. She loves me and I love her, this was completely the right thing to do.

"Harry, what are you doing?", Melanie's voice made me jump frantically. My breathing was caught in my throat and my eyes were wide, did she hear any of that?

I forced out a small laugh and smiled up at her from in between her legs, gosh this is awkward.

"I was just...chilling" I replied, scratching my chin in distress. She forced herself to sit up so I wasn't in between her thighs anymore, I was at the bottom of her feet.

She raised an eyebrow at me, "that's a weird place to chill" she said, her voice weak and quiet. She let out a yawn and stretched her back, I slowly sat up so I was opposite her.

"Who were you talking to?" She said quietly, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. "No one, I wasn't talking babe" I immediately replied, she raised her eyebrow and but in the inside of her cheek.

"Oh, I thought you were, never mind" she said, giving me a small smile. I slowly crawled up the bed so she was in between my legs, I smiled and pressed my lips to hers gently.

She smiled back and let out a deep groan, "I'm tired", I chuckled and laid down beside her. "Go back to sleep then, princess" I said quietly, pecking her cheek.

She made herself comfortable and wrapped her leg over mine, her hand laying on my chest. Minutes went of pure silence, but it was comfortable and calm.

"Harry?" Her voice asked quietly, I rubbed circles in her back and replied, "yes baby?".

She took in a deep breath and I felt her heart getting faster, I furrowed my eyebrows slightly at her weird behaviour. Did she want to ask me something?

"Why did you torture innocent people?" She asked, her voice hesitant on whether or not she should have asked me that.

My whole body tensed and I took in a deep breath, how was I supposed to answer that? Why would she even ask me that?

"It's a long story" I said quietly, making the figure eight shape in her back. She fiddled around with my chest hair and bit her lip softly, glancing at the digital clock beside the bed.

"We have time" she replied, my fingers slowly made their way to her hair, I massaged her scalp and I thought of what to tell her.

I sighed and pulled her closer to me, if that was even possible. "I don't even know what to say" I groaned, closing my eyes in frustration.

"When did you start, like who was your first...victim?" She asked, thinking of how to word the question. Victim? She's making me look like a monster. Wait...Never mind.

I let out a deep sigh and reopened my eyes, I noticed that she was looking up at me from my chest, her eyes fully engaged in what I had to say.

"Well it all started in 2010, believe it or not I was actually a good guy" I chuckled, she let out an almost inaudible chuckle and looked at me, waiting for me to continue.

I took a deep breath and rubbed her back more, making sure she was calm. She gave me a reassuring smile and absentmindedly continued playing with my chest hair.

"I was only fifteen years old when it first started, I didn't mean for anything to happen. Me and my friends were at a party, Jennifer who was my girlfriend at the time came along too". I started.

I noticed her eyes dart down towards my chest once I had mentioned Jennifer, I quickly kissed her forehead and gently scratched her back, something that I have found she loves.

Her body relaxed and her eyes returned to mine, I forced a smile at her, still uncomfortable that I was telling her this. This girl is everything to me, telling my story could cause me to lose her.

"But anyway, it was about midnight, early morning and everyone was completely wasted, including me. I searched the house where the party was being held at for Jennifer so we could go home, next thing I know she's there, shagging one of my best mates in the bathroom" I said in disgust, clenching my jaw at the memory.

Melanie's eyes were wide and she looked as disgusted as me, "that's horrible" she gasped. I nodded and cleared my throat, debating whether or not I should tell her the rest.

"What happened next?" She asked, I bit the inside of my cheek and my eyes flicked to hers. I coughed quietly and massaged her scalp more, calming her before she heard the rest.

"Well, I was angry, heartbroken, I just wanted to scream so that everyone heard my pain. I can't really remember parts because I was intoxicated, but the next thing I remember was getting this girl who was also present at the party. One of Jennifer's friends to be precise, I wanted to get revenge, make her feel how I felt" I explained.

I looked at Melanie to see she was fully engaged, her lips slightly ajar and her eyes fully focused on me as I spoke.

"The girl didn't want to have sex but I was so angry, I wouldn't take no for an answer. I remember her screaming about how she was going to call the police because of what I done to her, she said that her father would kill me in the most brutal way possible. So I flipped, next thing I know, she was on the floor covered in her own blood as I was holding a knife in my hand" I finished my story.

Melanie's eyes were slightly glossy and her whole body was tense, I felt her slowly trying to pull herself out of my grip but I pulled her bald to me. "Please don't hate me, you asked me to tell you and I did" I panicked once I saw the fear in her eyes.

After a few minutes of complete silence, she finally spoke up. "Why did you stay with Jennifer after she slept with your best mate?" She asked, confusion etched across her face.

My throat immediately went tight and my heart was beating an incredible pace, "it doesn't matter baby, lets sleep" I rushed, pulling her into my chest.

She stared at my face carefully and shook her head slightly, "no, please tell me" she said quietly.

"You must be tired, princess" I replied,

"Harry, tell me", she whined.

"No Mel, go to sleep",

"Harry",

"Fine, I got her pregnant!" I blurted out.