I wanted to speak to Harry in private, so I invited him over once he settled down. "Yes, baby", he said leaning closer to me. I pushed him away because I knew he was going to slap me in the face. "So, what's going on?" He asked. I took a deep breath. "I'm pregnant. We're gonna have a daughter". I could see his tense eyes turn into soft eyes. "You have no idea how happy I am for us", he said, hugging and kissing me. I settled down right then and cried hard into his chest. "You have no idea how happy I am that you're happy", I said crying harder. We stayed like that for almost an hour just hugging each other. But I soon come to find out that Harry hated our baby as much as he hated me. There was no room for baby because he has a job, and I just got a new job with baby sitting other people's kids.
Once we had the baby, we named her Rosie Styles- Lovato. Considering that fact that Harry and I weren't married, we had to have the baby's hyphinated name. We brought this baby into this world, but now I'm the only one who has her. Not him, or anyone. Just me. One day, I was cooking dinner for Rosie. There was a knock at the door. I went over, and I saw Harry standing in our doorway, drunk and soaking wet. "Harry", I said crying. I tried to sit him down, but he refused- pushing me away and I hit my head against the wall. "Where is my daughter?" Harry asked in a dark tone. I stared at him, unable to speak. "Where in the fuck is my Goddamn daughter?" He asked punching me in the nose. I fell down and had a bloody nose. Harry went to go find Rosie, but I ran and blocked him from seeing her. He slapped me continuously in the face. "You better let me see her, or I'll kill you" he said. I thought long and hard about that. Should I just let him see her? Or was me that he take away. "No!" I said, still trying to block him. But he pushed me out the way and he slammed into Rosie's room. "Come here little Rosie. I'm here. Daddy's here". But I pushed him away from her, and he fell to the ground. "YOU FUCKING LITTLE SHIT". He yelled from across the room. He pulled out a gun and said "Just give me my Goddamn daughter". I looked at Rosie who was crying non stop. I tried to run over to her, but Harry shot me in the chest twice. Thank God there was a phone next to me, or I wouldn't be telling you this story. I dialed the police and they came and got me and Harry! Harry obviously went to jail, and I went to the hospital. Now, I'm free to do whatever with my baby girl and it's been two years. Rosie's never known her father, but that's alright. She doesn't need to!!
THE END!
Nobody was harmed in the making of this fanfic.
Please note: I love Harry and Demi so much :) and Harry's not this way!
