My Bodyguards Daughter (Harry Styles Story)

Promises

Jess’ P.O.V.

Harry… He is not my dad but brought me everything I told my dad. “I know that silly. That would be creepy after all we are having a baby.” He sat down and laughed. I couldn’t help but giggle too. “Why are you here Harry?” “Listen I screwed up. I made a mistake those months ago. I regret every single minute. I regret pushing you, yelling at you, and I regret most of all not loving you. I should have shown how much I love you. Instead I would get drunk, sleep around, and fight. I constantly would throw punches at guys at the clubs. I am sorry for that. I am sorry for bringing Lindsay around. I am sorry for calling you fat. I am sorry for never believing you. But most of all I am sorry for never being there. I am sorry for the mornings you woke up sick. I am sorry for the tears you have shed. I am sorry for making you be a single pregnant lady. I am so fucking sorry for not telling you that I love you. I am sorry for not making you blush. I am sorry for not making you feel butterflies. I am sorry for not making you feel like a million bucks. But baby I am sorry for most of all for never once thinking about how you were feeling.” Harry stood up and stepped closer to me and wiped my tears away. “Baby I am so sorry. I have fucked up. I get it if you hate me. I would hate me too. If I could take back everything I would. Hell I would take the pain away. I can’t take it back but I can make you a promise.” “Harry you..” He cut me off.

“Jess please let me finish. I can promise to be there the rest of your pregnancy. I can promise that I will be in that delivery room holding your hand while you are screaming at me. I can promise I will be there for the first cry, first word, first walk, first crush, first love, first heartbreak, and first fight our child ever gets into. I can promise I will be there when you are old and grey. I can promise I will be there when you are sick. I can promise I will be there when you are happy. I can promise I will be there when you are sad. I promise I can be there for you in anyway that you need. I can promise I will do my best at being the best father our child will ever have. I can promise I will love you and our baby more each day. I can promise I will love you until I die and into my after life. Jess I can promise you the world. I promise to take care of you until I am dead. I want to live my life with you. Jess baby please.” Harry got down on his knees. He put his hands on my belly. He looked up at me with tears in his eyes. “Please baby tell mommy to give daddy a chance.”

Harry’s P.O.V.

I am here on my knees feeling Jess’ stomach. I just asked for a chance but I have more to say before she can answer. I lift up her shirt and put my hands to her skin. I am feeling my child right now. “Hi baby. I am your daddy. Now, I have hurt mommy and I messed up but I am going to make everything right. You see, I love mommy and I love you. I can’t wait to hold you. I will do anything you want. I will love you and mommy till the end of time. Jess? This is our baby. Please don’t let our baby grow up without me. Without us as a team; we can do this together. Please give us a chance. I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you two. I have missed the first four months of my child’s development. Please don’t let me miss out the rest of it’s life. I love you both so much. I want to have this baby with you. Please don’t leave. Jess you can’t leave.” I stood up and pulled her shirt down. She looked up at me crying. Her short 5’4 frame didn’t compare to my 6’1 height. “I won’t let you leave. I love you and our story has been shitty. We need to finish it. I can’t finish this tour without you by my side. I need you right here with me. Please baby. Baby please don’t cry. I love you so much. I use to stand outside your bunk and tell you how much I loved you in your sleep. I even did it at the hotels and the house here. I would go and stand outside your doors and tell you how much I love you. Jess you always said drunken words are sober thoughts. Well I did that when I was drunk and sober. I would sleep walk to your door or bunk and whisper it. When we first broke up I use to lay in bed with you. I couldn’t be away from you. I can’t be away from you. I need you Jess. I am a mess without you. Please baby don’t get on that damn plane. Come back to the house with me. Let’s start our life again.” I began to cry. Jess is already burying her head into my chest. Here goes Styles don’t mess this part up.