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Knock! Knock! Knock!
"Daddy, who dat?" I asked as I held Barbie close to my chest. "I don't know baby. I'm going to go see. I'll be right back, so be good for daddy while I'm out." "Yes daddy! Hawwy alway good!" I chirped and starred to play with my barbie doll. Louis left the room and I just sat there and waited until he returned. Daddy put Harry in play pin, so Harry can't leave pin, but Harry good, so Harry won't try!

"Can I help you with something?" "Someone told me that my son is here?" No! Meanie mommy here! Harry don't like her! I whined and scurried to the corner of my pin and waited until I saw Louis and meanie mommy walk into the room. "Daddy!" I cried and Louis went to me and picked me up and out of the play pin. "Everything okay baby boy," he told me and held me close to him. I held onto him tight and he sat down, having me in his lap.

"Baby it's mommy," I heard meanie mommy say and I whined. I hid my face in Louis's neck and I just spent my time breathing slowly, having the wonderful scent of Louis wnter my nostrils. I felt his hand rubbing my back and that alone soothed me to calm down. "I don't think Harry wants to talk to you right now," Louis said. "And how do you know so much about my son?" She asked, getting offended. "Well maybe because of the fact that I was the one to see him swinging on a swing set at a freaking park that you left him at, and abandoned him," Louis said, getting defensive. "I took care of him, and I made sure that he is the happiest boy ever," Louis then added.

"You don't even know how to take care of a little!" "That's hilarious honestly, because the fact that he's so close to me and called me instead of his own mother means a lot. Do you know how wrong it is to leave a little like that? You should never leave a little alone. That's dangerous for him, and it really pathetic. I am aware that your husband left and your own daughter, but for you to push away a person like him and leave him is so idiotic of you," Louis scolded. "You don't know what the fu-" "Language," Louis warned. "...you don't know what I-"

"No I don't. I'm not married, and I don't have kids of my own, but I can tell you something. If my husband left me, and if one of my kids decide to do the same, then I still would not even consider leaving my own flesh and blood all on their own. If Harry was my son, then I would stay with him no matter what, because parents are supposed to love and care for their kids. However, you failed at that job," Louis told her and I heard her gasp.

"Harry told me everything. He blamed himself for everything. He blamed himself for his dad and sister leaving. Then he blamed himself for you leaving him. He felt so broken and sad. He actually thought that you didn't love or care about him anymore. Now guess who made him feel better?" "Lou!" I cheered and daddy patted my back.

"That's right." "You'll get tired of him. Just you wait." "I really doubt that." "Oh yeah? How are you so sure?" "Becuase it's been a year of knowing Harry, and I've been dating him for 6 months," Louis said and I couldn't help but giggle.

"I'll say this once, and I will keep on saying it until I'm blue in the face. I will never get tired of this beautiful boy. I do love him and I will forever love him. He has my heart and I will give him everything that he wishes for. I'll treat him how he's supposed to be treated. There will never be a day where I would want to toss him out. He is the type of person that you need in your life, and I'm keeping him right here where he belongs," Louis told her and I was smiling so big. Daddy love Harry! Harry love Daddy too!

Then I felt something that I didn't want to feel. Hands on my sides, pulling me off of Louis. "No! Daddy! No!" I screamed and thrashed my limbs around, wanting to be released. There were knocks at the front door when my mother was trying to take me away from Daddy. "Daddy! Pwease help!" I screamed and I felt his hands in mine. "Let go of my so-" the door busted open and two cops entered.

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