Lily's POV: Ch. 37

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➡Lily's POV:

I laugh as Ashton tickles me when it's his turn to hold me. Everyone glances over to where the noise is coming from and I blush and point to Ashton at the same time.

Liam pauses the movie because he knows I absolutely love it while everyone laughs.

"Ashton, mate, quit giggling like a little girl!" Michael says and I giggle at his comment.

"Ashton, it isn't funny!" Luke says angrily but I think he's kidding.

I hope so anyways.

I squirm out of Ashton's grip and run away. "Come find me!" I scream and run to the room in the very back. I found it yesterday and it smells bad but it's fun to hide in.

But I have to wee first so I run to the potty and lock the door. Daddy had them make a lock for me so now I can lock the door from my height! It's so cool and I'm so happy about it. I climb onto my potty stool and sit on the toilet.

Once I'm done, I wash my hands while standing on my sink stool, which is not the same as my potty stool because they are for different things.

I named them too! The potty stool is named Mr. Wash and the sink stool is named Mrs. Three because in a toilet you can go one or two and when you add them together, it makes three. Harry taught me that. Daddy's asked me why I don't switch the names but I told him that opposites attract (Liam taught me that) so the sink can like Mrs. Three because of her name is a toilet name and the toilet can like Mr. Wash.

Then NiNi asked me what happens if the sink is a girl and the toilet is a boy. I said that I didn't get it because girls can like girls and boys can like boys, right?

I mean, Daddy may have a unicorn horn, but a lot of people say he is kinda like a girl because of sassiness? I don't know what that is, Harry always says that though. But he likes Mummy and isn't that kind of like a girl liking a girl?

Maybe?

Anyways, I dry my hands and try to open the door. I try to pull on the door but it won't open. I start to get scared because the light has a timer on it because I always forget to turn it off, and the time is almost up.

"Daddy!" I wail. "Daddy!"

I hear footsteps outside and then Daddy asks, "what's wrong?"

"The door won't open!" I say.

"Unlock it babe," he says and he's probably smiling.

I smile and giggle. "Oops." I unlock the door and push on it. "Daddy, it still won't open," I tell him and start to get worried.

"Try pulling on the door," Daddy states with a laugh.

I laugh again. This door is so confusing. I always get stuck in here. I pull the door and keep tugging but it won't budge. "Daddy! It's still stuck!"

"What?!" Daddy says, shocked. "Okay baby, keep calm, we'll get you out."

The light flickers then turns off and I'm plunged into darkness. "Daddy!" I cry. Tears start to flow out of my eyeballs or wherever tears come from, and I crawl away from the monster that hides in here. I whimper in fear because the monster wants to eat me and I don't want to be eaten. I sob harder and cover my head with my arms and draw my knees up to my chest, trying to make myself as small as possible.

I don't want to have an asthma attack in here because no one is in here to make me feel better with the weird medicine.

I wish August were here because the monsters don't like August. They think that he's too friendly and nice. "Hi Mr. Monster," I say quietly while I hear loud noises from outside the door. Probably everyone trying to get in. "Please don't eat me," I beg.

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