Blinded By Love

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Daughter?

Harry has a daughter?

Why didn't he tell me?

Is he playing games with me?

Me being stunned is an understatement. My mind is spinning thinking about Harry and his daughter. I can't believe he's already a father. He is so carefree compared to the other young dads.

How did he even hide this to everybody? Or am I the only one who doesn't know about it? I thought to myself.

Suddenly, another thought popped out in my head making me gasp.

Oh My God!

He's married!

He glanced at me calmly trying to conceal his worries then he looked back at the road. I can feel him sweating and shaking from our intertwined hand.

"I know what your thinking and I'm sorry I didn't tell you." He sighed, distracting me from my thoughts. "I'm not playing games with you, Sweet cheeks. I always tell you what I feel. And I've never been married, even before." He murmured. He was still a little bit tensed and a little bit calm at the same time. I breathed deeply not realizing that I was holding my breath. "I'll explain everything later. I promise." He said quietly. I sighed in relief squeezing his hands for him to be assured that Its ok. I will not let this issue affect our friendship. He's been always there for me and I wanted to be there for him too.

"It won't change anything, Harry. I won't judge you. Don't worry. I'll be here for you." I mumbled quietly, looking at his tensed face.

"I guess you're not the only one with a sad past." He said sadly still focusing at the road.

"I'm sure your past is nothing compared to mine." I smiled, thinking about Harry's life before we even met.

He stayed quiet but gently lifted our intertwined hands and kissed it softly.

Sweet!

*****

When we got to the hospital, Harry immediately went straight to the front desk.

The nurse behind the desk smiled flirtatiously at Harry. The first three buttons of her white uniforms are widely open showing her long cleavage. Her bloody red lips are pouting sexily to Harry.

I really wanna slapped her and tell her to stop flirting with Harry.

"How can I help you?" She purred and plunged forward to the desk making Harry and me moved back.

"I wanna know the room of Gabriella Simpson." Harry said impatiently.

"Are you related to the patient?" She asked tapping her fingers on the desk. I can feel Harry tensed and squeezed my hands.

He doesn't want to reveal her daughter.

"Uhm... S-she's my..." he said but I cut him off.

"She our cousin." I barked. "Now tell us where our cousin is or I'll call one of the head doctors and tell them that you're not doing your job."

"Excused me but I'm not talking to you." She scowled at me. "We can't let any visitors enter if they're not the immediate family of the patient. And I'm doing a great job if I may add." She snapped, making Harry winced.

Bitch!

"Really?!" I said shaking my head. Harry moved forward to talked to the nurse but I stopped him. "Look at you, your uniform is widely open and you're wearing a massive make-up. Where are your work ethics?!" I snapped back at her. "And your obviously flirting with the visitors if I may add." I said mocking her. "Are you going to tell me or not?" I demanded.