Fate

Chapter 29

"I'm tired." I say as he walks to the bedroom.

"Me too." He says.

"I should call my mom and tell her that I'm going to stay here with you." I say.bi already told Taylor. Now it's time for the big one.

"Alright. Well I'm gonna shower." He says slightly closing the bathroom door.

I adjust myself with the thought of staying here with Harry. I hope my child gets his dimples, their madly adorable.

"Stella." Harry says in the shower.

"Yeah?" I say opening the door a bit.

"You want to go on a date with me?" He asks.

"A date?" I say smiling.

"You and me, yeah? I think it will be fun. We can get to know each other better." He says still in the shower.

"Yeah, okay." I agree. My heart beats really fast at the idea and I can't seem to control it. I mean asking someone on a date while your in the shower isn't as nice as it sounds, but it's all I've got. I'm going to accept that.

"Alright, we can go this Saturday. I have to work for the rest of the week."

Harry says.

"Where at?" I ask. I should know where he works at...this is weird.

"I work at music store downtown." He says with his scruffy voice.

A music store? That's even different than I thought.

"Oh okay." I say walking away from the bathroom and in to Harry's room.

A music store.

I hear the shower stop and Harry turns the corner into his room where I am at in only a towel.

It's draped over his hips effortlessly and looks like it's going to fall off. It also shows that V that every girl thinks is hot on a guy.

His hair is so wet and shaggy. And he has the perfect amount of muscle, not too much but still there.

"What are you looking at?" Harry smiles at me.

"Umm, I was just...looking at the puddle on the floor you keep making." I lie sarcastically.

"Your a bad liar." He giggles.

"I'll get ou-" I try to say before he rips off his towel.

Oh my god... I'm speechless. He stands there naked in front of me looking for clothes in his drawer.

I can't help but look at his perfect body. Part of me wants to stop because it's wrong but I can't. He's got the perfect butt.

I turn my head and try to fall asleep before I end up saying something about him.

"Alright." Harry says.

He put on his boxers and that's it. How lovely.

He gets into his bed with me and we lay together.

"So where do you come from? What's your background?" I say snuggling in his arms.

"Well, I'm from England. My mum is my favorite parent. Erm...my dad is still in England. We stopped talking to him because he moved on. I have and older sister named Gemma, she lives in England too." Harry says.

"Wow. How old is she?" I ask.

"She's 24." He says.

"Can we go to bed now? I'm tired."

"Okay..." I say softly.

He rolls closer to me and runs my back. Then he moves his hand to my stomach.

"I'm going to be a great dad." He says in my ear.

I can't help but smile. It's hard for me to see him as a dad. He's so young and immature. I think that he doesn't realize either but we'll try to make it through together.

His warm touch makes me fall asleep at an instance.

I love the way he sleeps with me, I feel... Safe and happy.

I'm still asleep until he wakes me up in the morning with turning the lights on and shoving himself off the bed. It's like 8 I assume and he is going to work.

"Hey Stella. I'm going to head out, see you in a bit, yeah?" He says exiting the room.

"Okay, bye." I say back to him.

He looks nice.

He always wears the

same sort of look everyday but I like it. He wears his brown boots, with an either black, gray, or white t shirt and then his black coat for the mid November air.

I lay there and try to fall asleep again.

His warmth is gone and now I feel a little empty.