I'm in Love With a Criminal // H.E.S

Chapter 73:

• Liam •

Obsessed. I was completely obsessed with the girl. Every single part of her, I wanted; I craved. Three months is a fucking long time, it gave me more than enough time to think about her.

I always called Harry a psychopath, an unstable bastard. But here I was, considering doing the same thing that he done to her. To take her away for my own, all mine.

She's having my baby. Not Harry's, mine.

I let out a small laugh to myself and stared at the ceiling above me, consuming the darkness of my bedroom.

"My baby." I whispered.

I couldn't get her face out of my head, the way her eyes stared up at me in fear earlier. Her gorgeous blue eyes. She looked so damn innocent.

I let out a groan and my hand made its way down to my crotch, slightly palming the growing bulge. My other hand grabbed my phone, flicking through my photo album of just her. My Melanie.

I wasn't going insane, I wasn't. I was infatuated with her, even down to the way she bit her fingernails when she was nervous. I wasn't going insane.

The more pictures I scrolled through, the bigger my erection grew just looking at them. Within seconds, my jeans were tossed to the other side of the bedroom.

"My baby." I moaned.

I slowly pumped myself, staring at my phone. These pictures didn't do her justice, but they definitely turned me on.

My bedroom was flooded with my moans as I picked up the pace, closing my eyes and imagining that it was her hand instead of my own. I wasn't going insane.

I swiped through pictures of her sleeping, back in New York. When I first met her, I knew I wanted her straight away. She was like a porcelain doll, so fucking perfect.

A smile crept onto my face as I thought back to our first encounter, the first time I met her. She was running from Harry, she trusted me.

God, she looked wild. Her hair was flying everywhere, her eyes begging me for help to get away from Harry. She wanted me to save her.

My mind soon drifted off to the first time I made her scream my name, in Harry's bed. She was screaming out 'Daddy' like there was no tomorrow, it was amazing.

I let out a loud moan as remembered her voice in my head screaming it, her voice quivering as I circled her cłit; sending her into a frenzy of pure pleasure.

It didn't take me long before I reached my high, shooting my load over my stomach. My eyes glossed over in pleasure as I tried to calm my heavy breaths down,

I dropped my phone on the floor, my body exhausted from the overwhelming orgasm. Melanie, Melanie, Melanie.

"What are you doing to me, babygirl?" I moaned into the darkness. Fuck, I wanted her even more by the minute.

I got up and made my way to the bathroom, cleaning myself up with warm water and soap. I looked up into the mirror above the sink, staring at my reflection.

Again, a smile made its way to my face as Melanie joined me from behind. She smiled back at me through the mirror, grabbing my hand and placing it on her pregnant stomach.

I moaned in satisfaction, I created this bump. We created this baby. She was all mine. I wasn't going insane.

"Daddy." She whispered in my ear, gently nibbling my earlobe afterwards. Her arms wrapped around me from behind, her forehead pressed to my back.

I turned around to pull her closer to me but she slipped through my fingers, completely disappearing. My heart dropped as I searched the bathroom for her, no trace of her even being here with me.

"I need to sleep." I whispered, rubbing my head.

I walked back into my bedroom, jumping under the covers. I picked up my phone from the floor, her face illuminating the room.

"Night baby, I'll see you tomorrow."

• Melanie •

I couldn't sleep, not after what happened earlier. What if he comes back whilst I'm sleeping? I couldn't put my trust in the locks on the windows and doors.

My eyes were so sore as I forced myself to keep them open, they soon found the clock above the fireplace. It was 12:49am.

Tears soon soothed my dry eyes, I pulled my knees back to my chest, hugging them close.

I wanted Harry here, right now. He seemed to make all of the pain go away when we were together, I needed him.

"I promise you, I will get out of here again."
"I've done it before and I'll do it again, I promise you."

I shut my eyes as I replayed his words in my head, slightly soothing me. God, I wanted him here now. If only I could personally reach in and grab him from that stupid cell and bring him home with me.

A smile soon found my lips as I saw his face in my head, his perfect face. His bright green eyes, his perfectly straight teeth as he smiled and of course, his gorgeous chocolate coloured curls.

"I love you." I whispered, rubbing my bump gently.

At least I had a part of him here with me, inside of me. Just six more months and I'll have our creation in my arms, our baby.

I felt my eyes getting heavy as I slowly started drifting off into a slumber, I immediately forced myself to wake and sit up.

I rubbed my eyes harshly and stood up, walking around the house and double checking all of the doors and windows were locked. A sigh left my mouth as I confirmed they were indeed locked, encouraging me to get some sleep.

My aching feet carried me to the sofa and I grabbed the fleece blanket hanging on the back of it, wrapping it around my body.

I flopped onto the sofa and fidgeted around to get comfortable, soon finding the perfect position. It wasn't long before my eyes shut again, sending me off into a deep sleep.