One Of A Kind

Annabelle

Emmett and I were still staring into each others eyes. I don't know how long it's been, but I can tell it's been a while since we finished having a makeout session, since the person who originally cleared their throat cleared it again. I completely forgot about them. I was so in the moment. The is so embarrassing.

Emmett and I turned towards the person. It was a woman. About 4'11. She had light brown hair and beautiful light brown eyes from what I can see. She looked to be in her mid 50's and was wearing a maid outfit. "Emmett, sorry for the interruption." She's said smiling looking towards me. "Annabelle wishes to see you as soon as possible." She said.

Emmett looked towards me again. "I'll be back. It wont take long. Are you hungry?" He asked. "just a little. I can wait till I get home. No worries." I said smiling. "Great, Martha, will you please take Dallas to the kitchen and have her pick out what she would like to eat?" Martha nodded while smiling. "Of course Emmett." I was about to protest when Emmett got up and ran inside the house.

I got up as well and closed the car door. "Right this way miss." Martha said turning around. I followed her into the house.

The word beautiful does no justice to this house. It was stunning, gorgeous. I cant think of a word to describe it. As soon as you walk in, far ahead there is a beautiful marble spiral stair case with gold detailing. To the right there is a spacious living room with very expensive looking couches.

The floor was white marble. I was afraid to even step on it because it was so shiny and new looking. We walked towards the left, passing a lot of cool looking rooms. They seemed to be entertaining rooms. One room had an indoor pool in it. I was amazed.

We finally made it to the kitchen. Martha turned towards me. I couldn't help but look around. It was enormous. It was like the Kardashian's kitchen but ten times better. It went with the rest of the house. It had white fancy looking cabinets and a huge refrigerator and stove. Don't ask me how I know how their kitchen looks like. Of course I don't watch the show.

"What would you like to eat, miss? Our chef can cook anything you wish for." Chef? "Please call me Dallas." I said smiling. "An apple would be fine." I didn't want to ask for too much. I feel bad. It's practically like taking someone else's food. My mother did not raise me like that.

"Very well, Dallas." Martha said walking towards the counter. She grabbed an apple and handed it to me. "Thank you." I said. She nodded. I began to eat the apple. Oh my god. This is delicious. Where is this apple from? I have never tasted an apple this good. It's red, just like a normal apple. This cant be possible.

Before I knew it, Emmett walked into the kitchen. "An apple? You could of asked for anything you wanted. Yet, you asked for an apple. I don't get you Dallas Evans." How does he know my last name? "How do you know my last name?" I asked confused. "I know people." He said. I laughed. He probably asked someone I went to middle school with.

"Daddy? What's taking tooooooo long?" A small voice yelled. A little girl walked into the kitchen. She had black hair and big blue eyes. She was wearing a pink Sesame Street shirt along with a white mini skirt, underneath she had black leggings paired with pink shoes. She was adorable. Wait, Daddy?

Emmett looked alarmed. His eyes went wide. He closed his eyes for a second. He walked towards her. "Sweetheart, I told you to stay in the room right? I was just getting the chocolate milk you asked for." He said as he lifted her up.

"I'm, I'm sorry. I wanted to see why you were taking long." "Baby, I was only gone for a minute tops." He said smiling. She began to laugh."I, I, wanted to come down here, I heard a new voice." He began to laugh too. He kissed her on the cheek. "I love you." He said. She hugged him. "I love you too, Daddy."

She turned towards me. "Who is she?" She asked. "This is Dallas. My friend." She began to whisper. "You mean girlfriend?" She asked. I began to laugh. "No, just a friend." He said winking at me. I blushed as I smiled.

I went up to her. I extended my hand. She took it. "I'm Annabelle, this is my Daddy." She said looking up at Emmett. She had trouble saying her name, how adorable. Emmett looked around. I smiled at her. "Well, it's a pleasure meeting you Annabelle." She smiled at me. "I like her." she whispered to Emmett. I chuckled.

Emmett set her down. "Go back upstairs with Martha, I'll be there in a few." Annabelle nodded and began to leave with Martha by her side.

Emmett took a deep breath. "So, you have a daughter?" I asked. He smiled. "Yes, I do." He said scratching the back of his head. "Why doesn't anyone know of her?" I asked. "Landon knows, I just didn't mention her to anyone. It's none of their business anyways." Maybe this is why he hasn't dated a girl in two years?

I nodded. "You're the only other person who knows. Is it weird?" He asked. "That you have a daughter? Of course not. Things happen." I said smiling. He looked relieved. "I was afraid of what you might say when you found out." He said looking down at the floor. "How come?" I asked. "Because, I really like you." He said. My eyes went wide. It's true. I smiled. My heart began to flutter.

"I know its none of my business but, what about her mom?" I asked. He looked up. "She was a one night stand, when she had Annabelle, she left her on my doorstep. I don't know why. I don't even know which girl it was. All I know is that Anna is my daughter. After that, I stopped being a man whore and decided to become responsible and take care of my daughter. She is my everything. She's always there for me when no one is. She is truly a blessing and I'm so glad she came into my life. I wanted her to be the only girl in my life. I figured I didn't need one night stands anymore. They were a waste of time. I could use that time to spend it with Annabelle. " He said. I nodded understandingly. "You didn't have to tell me all of that." I said after I noticed he looked a bit sad. "No, its okay. I figured I should tell you so there won't be any misunderstanding after you become my girlfriend." He said smiling. I laughed. "Girlfriend huh?" I asked. He laughed. "Just watch." He said. I began to laugh even harder. "You're very confident." "Of course, have you seen this face?" He asked. I nodded. "Keep dreaming." I said.

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