The Predator and The Prey

Chapter 42

"Happy birthday baby." Harry whispers and kisses my forehead. I smell something good and tasty but something burning to. I rub my eyes and open them to see Harry holding a cupcake with a little candle on it. "Aw thank you babe." I whisper and kiss his cheek. He places a hand on my belly and rubs it up and down. "So I was planning a little something and-" Harry looks down but then looks up at me and stops. "What?" I ask. "Zoey your eyes are still like that." He says and I look down. "Just forget about it. It'll probabaly go away. So you were saying." I say. "Well so I was thinking we could go on a romantic cruise." He says. "I would like that. When did you plan this?"  "At work. They gave me a whole two weeks out."  "So when do we leave?"  "Today in the afternoon. I have to take you somewhere today."  "Where?"  "Somewhere." I sigh. "Ok Harry."  "Go shower and dress up."  "What do you want me to dress up in?" I sigh. "In whatever's comfortable."  "Oh Harry don't we need to pack?"  "Did it all last night."  "Ok. Let me change."




Harry takes my hand and places the other one on my back as I get down from bed. He helps me walk to the bathroom. "Thanks Harry but I got it." I say and let go. Suddenly he begins to laugh and I turn around and lean against the doorknob. "What now babe?" I ask Harry. "You walk like a penguin." He chuckles. "Haha so funny. Thanks for the appreciation." I say and get inside the bathroom. I shower and use the bathroom. I exit out and yawn. Harry is no where here. I quickly go to the closet and step on something cold. I take a step back and look down. It's my rose...but what's it doing here? I pick it up and out of nowhere I begin to cry. I finish putting on my clothes, a pair of jeans and a shirt. I lay back in bed and take my rose in my hands and cry more. "Zoey!?" Harry yells and comes running upstairs. I guess he heard me crying. "Zoey what's wrong?" Harry asks getting down on his knees next to me.

I point out my rose to him that I have placed ontop of my belly. "Oh Zoey." He whispers and looks down. He then plants a kiss on the side of my stomach making the baby move. "Harry it moved!" I gasp and he chuckles lightly. Harry kisses my cheek and he wipes away a tear. "Come on. I'll help you put your shoes on." He whispers and helps me up. He grabs my gray flats and places them on my feet.  "Thanks." I whispers. He leads me outside the door and helps me in the car. He hops in and drives away. "Harry I'm hungry." I say. "Hold on." He says and then pulls over. "Zoey what are we going to do about your eyes though?" He adds. "I don't know. Do you have any contacts?" I ask. "No. We're gonna have to stop somewhere and get them." He drives away and then we stop again at a parmacy. "Wait here." He says and gets out. "No Harry. I don't want to be alone." I say. "It'll just be quick." He walks away.

I fiddle around with my fingers and look in the mirror at the top. What's that he has in the back seat? It's under the seat so I can't see it well. I better not touch it. Soon I get a call and I look to see who it is. Oh. Chase. I pick up. "Hey Zoey how's it been?"  "Pretty good."  "It's been a long time I don't hear from you."  "Yeah. Well."  "So how's it been with Harry?"  "Um it's been...seriouse."  "Oh. Cool."  "Chase I'm pregnant."  "What?"  "I just couldn't hold it. I had to say it. I'm pregnant."  "Well I'm happy for you. So you and Harry are pretty seriouse now."  "I thought you were gonna be mad."  "No of course not. And hey I'm sorry about what happened-"  "Oh my god you're stil with that?"  "Yeah. I feel really bad about it."  "Chase that was like a year ago."  "I know but I still feel bad about it." Soon Harry opens the door and hops in and drives away. "Don't feel bad about it ok?" I giggle. "Sure. So how many months have you been pregnant?"  "About like five months."  "Who are you talking to?" Harry asks but I raise a finger to shut him up. "Oh talking about months, happy birthday!"  "Aw thank you. You remembered."  "Yeah why would I forget my girlfrie- my friends birthday." He says and I giggle. "I'm so sorry." He adds. "It's ok bab- um it's ok." I say and he laughs. "Yeah let's pretend that didn't happen." I say. "Yeah nothing happened. Well I gotta go."  "Bye."  "Happy birthday." He hangs up.