sixteen.

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I'm writing this on my laptop, because I haven't in forever.

sixteen. austin

"Don't tell Bella I told you" Preston sighs, leaning her head against my chest.

"Why not? If girls are picking on my daughter then I want to know about it" I state, and Preston looks up at me, a smirk on her face "What?" 

"Nothing, it's just hot when you're being a protective dad" She giggles, and I roll my eyes playfully, pecking her lips quickly "But on a serious note, I promised her I wouldn't tell you. I only told you so you weren't angry with me" She pouts. 

"So, you wouldn't have told me if I wasn't angry?" I ask with furrowed eyebrows. 

"Actually, yes" She nods "I know how it feels, and you don't want your parents knowing because you don't want them to get involved. So, she doesn't want you to get involved" 

"But that's my baby" I frown.

"I know" She kisses my jaw "But let me handle this" She says, and secretly I'm more than happy that she wants to be involved with Bella. 

"Okay" I sigh, and she smiles.

"Good, now let's get back to her" She grabs my hand pulling me back into the living room. Preston sits on the couch, and I sit down beside her, my arm around her shoulder. Bella is sitting in the middle of the floor playing with the doll Preston bought her. 

"I can't believe you bought her that" I shake my head, and Preston laughs quietly, kissing my cheek.

"Oh hush, she loves it" She smiles as she looks at Bella. Bella is completely engrossed in her doll, too engrossed to notice that she doesn't even notice we're talking about her "Are you hungry?" 

"Kind of, why?" 

"I'll make food" She stands up "What do you want?" She asks. 

"I don't know" I shrug "I'll take whatever" 

"Okay" She nods, walking over to Bella and leaning down to her level. Bella giggles and nods before following Preston into the kitchen. I sit back for a few minutes before getting up and walking to the kitchen, leaning in against the wall, out of their view so I can listen to their conversation. 

"Hmm, which one?" Preston hums. 

"I like that one" She answers. 

"That's a good choice Darling" She kisses her cheek. 

"Thank you" Bella giggles. 

"So, are you okay with going to school tomorrow?" Preston asks.

"I don't know, I guess" 

"Do you want me to go with you? I can talk to their moms for you" Preston says.

"Yes please" She drawls out.

"Okay, I'll let your daddy know that I'm taking you tomorrow" 

"Don't worry Mommy, I'll tell him right now" She says, and I run back to the couch sitting down, all while my mind is processing that Bella just called Preston mommy. 

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