Falling For You

Chapter Thirty: The struggle

"She's so beautiful, Laila." I smiled, looking down at the newborn baby in Laila's arms. Laila said nothing, she just admired the baby in her arms. Her baby. My sister. "At least we won't be fighting about boys." I laughed. My dad laughed, and nodded. "That's a relief." He mumbled. "Heard that." I replied. "You were meant to." He replied. I rolled my eyes.

Harry and Kaylin walked in, holding hands. "Dad, look." Kaylin called, letting go of Harry's hand, and running to me. I picked her up, and kissed her head. "Hey baby." I smiled. "Hi." She replied, turning to see the baby. "What's her name?" She asked, looking at me. "Sabrina." I replied. "What?" She asked. "Her name is Sabrina." I replied. "Brina." She smiled, climbing down from me, and onto the bed with Laila.

"How are you feeling?" Harry asked. "I've been better. Tired, but I've been here all night." I replied. He kissed my cheek, and went to shake hands with my dad. "You know, you two being together is so cute to me now." Laila smiled. "You didn't like us together before?" I asked. She shrugged, as I clenched my jaw. "La, you have to remember her hormones are all out of wack right now." My dad said.

"What are horamones?" Kaylin asked, looking up at me. "Something you will learn about later." I replied. "Why not now?" She asked. "You're still too young baby." I replied. "Stop calling me baby. I'm not a baby anymore Bella." She exclaimed. "Stop calling me Bella. I'm not Bella anymore." I mocked. She looked at me, with curious eyes. "Who are you then?" She asked. "Well, I'm Kaylin." I replied. "No. I'm Kaylin." She said. "No, I'm Kaylin." I mocked. "No." She spoke. "Yes." I replied. "No... Daddy." She yelled, running to Harry. "Daddy!" I yelled back. I saw Harry's face lighten up. I looked away, and giggled.

+++

"Can you come play?" Kaylin asked, playing with the baby toys on my dad's floor. "Princess, Bella has to help her dad." Harry replied. "But Bella always plays with me." She said. "You know how Bella helps me take care of you?" He asked. She nodded. "Well, Bella is going to help take care of Sabrina right now." He explained. She huffed, but nodded.

"Bell, can you take her, please?" Laila asked. "Sure." I replied, taking the small baby from her arms. "I just want some sleep. I am so tired. I haven't slept in a whole week, and I need to sleep. If I don't, I will start to c-" "Laila, I got it. Go to sleep. And take dad with you. He's cranky." I reassured. She nodded, and kissed my cheek. "There's m-" "I know." I cut her off.

"I want to look at the baby!" Kaylin yelled, running to me. "Shh. She's sleeping." I shushed. She sighed, and sat on the couch cushion next to me. "Can I touch her?" She asked. "Gently." I replied. She put her hand on Sabrina's head, and giggled. "It's soft." She giggled. I rolled my eyes, and laughed myself.

"Hello?" Harry asked, answering his phone. When did it go off? "Now?" "No, no. It's fine. Just..." "No, sir, yes I will be right there. Do not worry. I will be there." Yes, I am on my way now." "No, stay in my office. I will deal with my secretary later." "Yes Mr. Osborn." I tensed at the name.

"Work?" I asked. He nodded, and sighed. "Are you okay to come back to mine, and watch her?" He asked. "Um, yeah. I think. I will take my dad's car." I replied. "Thank you." He sighed. "Mr. Osborn?" I asked. "He says it's an important meeting." He replied. I nodded, and breathed. "I still don't like him." I sighed. "I know you don't. But... He has requested to come for dinner tonight." He said.

"He what!" I yelled. Kaylin flinched at my tone of voice. "I can't say no." He said. "I'm gonna have to be there." I sighed. He nodded. "I'm cooking, aren't I?" I asked. He nodded. I sighed. "Worst part about babysitting." I groaned.

+++

I took the chicken in the oven, and sighed. "You have no idea how badly I want to run out of this house." I groaned, taking a gulp of my drink. "It's your boss' boss." Jason replied. "Yeah, thanks." I groaned. "You're welcome hon." He replied. "You're a bitch." I whispered. "So are you." He snapped.

"When Harry gets here, can you not... tell him that I missed classes?" I asked. "You never told him?" He asked. "No, I never really got the chance to. And I need extra money again, and if I leave for dance, I don't get paid fully. And then the bitch Shauna will taunt me about it." I replied. "She still in the picture?" He asked. "Yes. She's Kaylin's mother. Of course she is." I replied, taking another gulp.

"Bells, are you sure you should be drinking?" He asked. "Yes. I need this." I replied. "But... You're eighteen. I mean, yeah, drinking is legal, but you shouldn't be drinking.... what ever the hell this is." He said, grabbing the unknown bottle "I am fine." I replied. No, you're not. You shouldn't be drinking." He said. I rolled my eyes, and poured more into the glass.

"Hey!" I yelled, as the bottle was grabbed out of my hands. "No more." He said, pointing at me. "I can't do this. I can't." I cried, sitting on the bar stool. "Why are you crying?" He asked. "Because.... I don't know." I sobbed. "Okay, okay." He sighed, hugging my side.

"Hey, what's going on?" A familiar voice asked. "I... I honestly don't know." Jason replied. I sniffled, and lifted my head. "Bella, what's wrong?" Harry asked. "I don't know." I cried. Harry looked at Jason. "Don't look at me. I did nothing. Blame that weird bottle of whisky you have." He said, pointing to the open bottle of liquor. "Since when do you drink?" He asked. "Since she's going to get kicked out of dance." He replied.

¨What?¨ Harry asked. ¨She's getting kicked out. Or, she got kicked out.¨ Jason said. Harry turned to me, with sad eyes. "Wasn't my decision." I smiled. "How much has she drank?" He asked. "See your... weird ass bottle? That was about full." Jason replied. "You drank half the bottle? Bella, you're eighteen for heaven sakes." Harry exclaimed. He grabbed my bottle out of my hands, and poured it out.

+++

Harry's POV

"Mr. Osborn, welcome." I smiled, opening the door. "Harry, lovely to be in your home again. I hope you don't mind that I brought my daughter, she was home by herself unfortunately." He said. "Oh, no of course not. Please, come in. Lydia will take your coats." I smiled. "What happened to that... lovely Bella?" He asked. I tensed. "She isn't feel quite well tonight. She may be down later tonight." I lied. He nodded.

"Lydia is a chef, and has taken places with Bella tonight. I hope you don't mind. I, of course, can't cook." I laughed. "Of course we don't mind. Sadly, she isn't as young and beautiful as Bella is." He replied. "Yes, that is most definitely true." I laughed.

"Harry?" A voice called. Bella. "Excuse me." I smiled, getting up. I ran into the living room, seeing Bella holding her head.

"Hey, feeling any better?" I asked. "Advil." She replied. I nodded, and opened the cabinet. "Here." I smiled. She took it from me, and took it, without any water or anything.

"Are you hungry? Lydia made food. Mr. Osborn is here. You can sit and eat with us, if you want." I said. "Can I?" She asked. I nodded. "Of course, come on." I smiled, taking her hand in mine.

"Bella, lovely to see you again." Mr. Osborn smiled. Bella sent a small smile, and sat down in the chair next to mine. "Harry, pour the lovely lady some wine." He smiled. "She's fine with water tonight." I replied, grabbing a bottle of water. Bella smiled, and chugged it down.

+++

Bella's POV

"Where is your daughter?" Mr. Osborn. "At her mother's today." Harry replied. "Yes, the ex. How is she?" He asked. "She's good, I guess." Harry replied. He nodded, and turned to me.

"I expect you're excited about your bundle of joy?" Mr. Osborn asked, as I took a sip of my water. I spit my water out, as Harry chocked on his food. "Excuse me?" I asked. "You're pregnant aren't you?" He asked. "No, of course not." I replied. "Oh, I figured, because you have gained weight, and you're drinking water." He replied.

"Dad, you can't say that to people." His daughter spoke. He rolled his eyes, and sighed. "Yes, I am very sorry, Bella." He said. I nodded.

+++

"Well, that was fun." I sighed, picking up Sabrina. Harry nodded, and kissed Sabrina's head. "You will be a great mum one day though." He smiled. I looked up at him. "You think?" I asked. "I know." He replied, resting his hand on my stomach. "I just can't wait until next year, on your birthday." He smiled, kissing my cheek.

But yet, we still have to keep our relationship a secret.