The Decision || h.s.

Chapter 31: The Father

Chapter 31: The Father

A/N: This chapters a bit horribly written, just a heads up

*POV: Harry*

We went back to the hotel after calling for Gemma to get us. I understand that Snow doesn’t want to go home. She’s petrified at the thought and I feel bad. She can stay until later tonight when she has to go home. I don’t want her mum to hate us. She must be in good terms with us for this to work.

We thank Gemma and get ourselves a room. Thankful at how fast I was able to get a room, we head up. I open the door to see a neat hotel room, bed made and blankets set out on the couch. I smile as I set down my luggage. I could use a shower. I probably smell like rubbish.

“I’m going to shower real quick. Want to join?” I ask her with a smirk. I notice her debating this quite a bit. Wait, she’s actually considering this?

“I might as well. Someone’s going to have to help me later on when my stomach is bloated so I should get used to it now,” she says. Oh. She’s taking this pregnancy thing really hard.

I just wish that she could see what a wonderful thing this is. She’s bringing life into the world, something that not everyone can do. She’s going to be able to put her love and care into someone that won’t be able to leave her. She’ll be able to teach someone the beliefs that she holds and make sure they grow up right. I know she’ll struggle, but she’ll have me. I’ll buy her a house if I have to. I’ll do everything I can to make sure our baby is okay.

Our baby.

I will never get used to saying that. The fact that someone so simple as me could help create a life is baffling. I never expected to be a father at this age, but I know that I’m ready. There’s nothing that this world can do to tear me down. They pick on me too much and I know how to deal with. Everything will be fine.

Pulling me out of my thoughts, she grabs my hand and pulls me towards the restroom. She closes the door behind us and starts to undress. I watch her while she does this, memorizing her gorgeous body. Damn. How did I get so lucky? Soon enough she is completely naked before me stepping into the tub to start the water. She keeps her arms crossed over her chest as she gets in. Sad that I’m a bit behind, I strip too, pulling my shirt over my head. I then proceed to slip my pants and knickers down to my feet, pulling my shoes off too. I notice that she’s staring, building my confidence a little bit as I step in too. We close the curtain and pull the plug, the water startling me a bit as it hits us. It’s warm, just the way that I like it.

I take a step towards her as she’s attempting to get her hair entirely wet. I wrap my arms around her, pulling her body close to me and she practically melts into me. I know she’s exhausted and stressed. I don’t want her feeling that way though. I want to be the person that she can just relax with. She needs a calm stable in her life and I want that person to be me.

“I love you, I hope you know that,” I tell her.

“I love you too, so much,” she responds, turning around to face me. I almost flinch at the sight of her broken face, but I know it’s going to take time to heal. She must be in a lot of pain. That’s when I notice all the scrapes that she has too along her sides. Damn. I reach down and peck her lips softly, her thankful that it isn’t so rough. I don’t think she could handle a make-out session like that right now. She pulls away a bit though and reaches for the small shampoo bottle. She gets some and puts it in her hair, rubbing it in before rinsing. I then grab some body wash, rubbing it over mine before proceeding for hers, shocking her a bit.

“You need to be clean too,” I chuckle and she proceeds to let me wash her body. It’s something so weird, the connection that we’re feeling right now. I’ve never been as so intimate with someone to wash them before. Yes, I’ve had sexual intercourse with quite a few people before, but never have I ever wanted to take care of them and be there for them like I want to be for Snow. It’s all so new to me.