Perpetual

Chapter 10

Selena's POV

We're now at the after party of TCAs. I'm sitting with my Dad and other of his friends. I talked to Harry earlier. I told him to meet me at my Dad's house here in LA tomorrow to talk. He agreed. He told me he missed and I told him I did, too. It was really nice seeing him. They went home now, though. They said they have to attend E! news for an interview tonight. I do, too but it was scheduled tomorrow morning.

“Selena, you want to go home?” Dad asked, looking at me.

I nodded honestly. “Yes. Is that alright, though?”

“Yeah. Come on.” He said, standing up from his seat said something to his friends. I send them friendly smiles before carefully standing up.

Dad ran up to me and helped me up. I smiled and thanked him. We walked towards the exit of the venue and saw Taylor walking over to me. My face fell and looked up at Dad.

“Dad.” I said, nudging him slightly.

He looked down at me smiled. “What, Selena?”

“Tay—”

“Selena!” Taylor irritating voice came up.

I sighed before looking up at her with my ‘what the hell’ face. Her smiled fell when she saw my face.

“What's the matter?” She asked, stopping in front of me.

“Nothing.” I most likely snapped. “I just really need to rest.” I fake smiled.

Taylor's eyes fell down on my bump. “Is that even Harry's baby?” She sneered, surprising me and I felt my Dad's grip on my tighten.

“Taylor, can you get out of my daughter's sight?” I heard Dad's hard voice came up.

Taylor ignored my Dad and walked closer to me. “I think, it's not. I mean, you two broke up, right? How could you possibly be pregnant?” She hissed, meanly.

“What's your problem?” I asked, placing a hand on top of my bump. “Are you jealous because I had Harry's children and you didn't? Hell, did he even had sex with you when you two were together?” I fussed making her gasp, Dad was asking me to just go but I shook my head. “No, Dad. Have you heard her say— shit.” I cussed when I felt the babies kick for the first time.

“Maybe because you're a fucking slut!” Taylor boomed making tears bream into the corner of my eyes.

“Taylor!” Dad shouted, making me flinch a bit. On the corner of my eyes, I saw the paps are taking pictures.

“What? Simon, it's true. Your daughter is a fucking whore. Do you even have any guilt for stealing Harry from me?” Taylor sneers, her eyes hard as they stared on mine.

“She didn't steal me from you,” A hard, raspy voice came up, yelled rather. I looked up and saw Harry standing behind Taylor. “I just don't want to face your ugly attitude anymore, as well as your ugly face, too.” Harry continued, walking beside me.

Taylor looked at Harry and I with a hard gaze before laughing bitterly. “Aw, babe. I know you still want me. You don't want these burdens in your life.” She cooed, walking closer to Harry.

Tears now poured down my cheeks.

Harry's gaze went hard. “What did you just call my children?” He asked calmly as his jaw tightens.

“Burdens? Isn't that true, though?” Taylor countered, laughing bitterly.

“You're the one who's burden! And you expect me to come back for you? Well, bitch, listen here. I have my own children and a wife. Why don't you just fine one who isn't taken? Or maybe who is big?” Harry shouted, his nose flaring.