Emmy's POV
''I can't believe... that you proposed.'' I say with a smile as I squeeze Harry's hand tight as we come into the hotel room. I was tired of standing out there and listening to those people enjoy themselves when I know I'm in pain.
''I can't believe you said yes.'' Harry sighs, smiling as I glance back at him. ''What do you want to do sweet love?'' Harry asks as he lets my hand and goes into the kitchen. I follow and take a seat at the small table.
''Um.. I probably just need to go get some rest.'' I sigh, staring down at my hands on top of the table. ''Oh.. no movie night? No glass of wine?'' Harry laughs a little as he joins me at the table.
But his face turned serious when he saw I wasn't laughing with him. ''Emmy.'' Harry says, sitting his large hand on top of mine, covering them completely. ''Is everything okay baby? You've been.. looking and feeling bad for a few days now.'' Harry sighs as he rubs his thumb over my mine.
''I just.. I've been tired, that's all.'' I shrug lightly, not even wanting to talk about this but God and I both know I have to tell him eventually, which has to be sooner than later. ''Is there anything I can do or give you?'' Harry says with his eyebrows furrowed as he studies my face.
''No.. I just.. I'm fine.'' I shake my head from side to side, only lightly though because I had a horrible headache. On the balcony I was playing games with Harry's mind, making him think I was okay because I didn't want him to worry..
Of course the emotions during the kiss and when he got down on his knee were real.. but I was still feeling bad either way.
''Em.. are you on your period? I mean.. I haven't saw anything noticeable when I do the laundry.. and you don't get up at night.. is.. is everything okay baby?'' He asks me, biting his lip nervously.
''It's not my period.'' I mumble as I stare down at my feet. ''Then.. then what is it.. I just.. I need to know baby. It's worrying the hell out of me.'' Harry gulps so loud I could hear it. My heart skipped a beat as I took a deep breath, exhaling as slow as I possibly could.
I look over at Harry.. his eyes so beautiful, his face so amazing, he was so perfect and he deserved so much more than what I have to offer, I will always believe that.
But knowing he was beautiful wasn't going to push this issue aside. I had to man up and just tell him the truth. Besides, I can't keep it forever..
''Harry..'' I sigh, blinking slowly one last time before finally keeping our eye contact locked and steady. Harry's eyes showed nothing more than worry, pleading, begging, loving.. He was scared, I could tell..
And that scared me more.
''Harry..'' I repeat his name, loving the way it easily slips from my mouth. I sigh one last time, serious about telling him this go around. I stare into his eyes, knowing that I will have to admit this to him, he has to know, there is no turning back anymore.. I can't turn back there's nowhere to go.
''Harry, I'm pregnant.''
How many of you guys guessed it or knew it all along from a few chapters back. But anyway guys this is the end of Daddy's Girl the sequel should be up very soon comment what you think Harry's reaction will be.
Mac