Chapter 18

Leslie's POV*

I woke up to the room enveloped in darkness except Harry was scrolling through youtube, watching videos on low sound and brightness.

"Hey baby." He said when I looked up at him. He was waiting for me to get up. I only let out a string of moans as I nestled into his neck. 

"Your brother ordered you pizza. That was like 10 minutes ago so it's not here yet." "Oh." I mumbled, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Do you remember anything that happened?" "No?" "Bryan, Jake and Jerry broke in here. They woke you up which pissed me off, I cussed them out. They asked you who I was, you told them your boyfriend and they flipped." "Oh." I was confused because I don't remember. 

"Regret?" He turned the light to face me so he could see me fully. 

"No, I don't hide you from anyone. I have no shame." I shrugged and he kissed me. "What are you watching?" I asked and he chuckled. 

"Weird shit on trending. These dudes are wearing pregnancy bellies for a day." He said and we watched the video before going to my bathroom. 

"Here." I handed him a spare toothbrush from the pack as I brushed my teeth, giggling when he would bump his hip against mine. I finished brushing my teeth and threw my hair into a messy bun while he finished up. 

"I gotta pee, beautiful." He tapped my bum making me giggle, walking out to find a pair of shoes. I didn't feel like using the lights so I used the little light from the bottom of the bathroom door to slip on a pair of vans. 

Harry sat on the edge of the bed, keeping the bathroom light on when I told him. I stood between his legs, pressing a kiss to his lips when his arms latched around my legs. "You're so fucking beautiful." He lifted me up making me squeal, pressing another long kiss to his lips. 

"You're my favorite person." I whispered against his lips. 

"You're my favorite person too." He winked, frowning when we heard yelling in the hallway. 

"Bryan, Jake, Jerry, Henderson. Go home. Now." I heard Josh yell. I frowned, turning off my bathroom light as Harry found his shoes. I opened my door, revealing Harry on the bed putting on his shoes and my dad in the hall with Josh. 

"What are you doing here?" I asked, my dad's attention turned to me, his eyes widening as I leaned against the doorframe. 

"I wanted to see you." He walked closer, frowning when he saw Harry but I took a step back. "I don't want to see you. I made it clear." "Who's that?" My dad pointed to Harry who stood up from my messy bed. 

"I don't want to see you, go away." I ignored his question, my dad turned his attention to me. 

"You're so grown and beautiful." My dad tried to touch me but Harry pulled me behind his back and Josh pulled my dad back. 

"Don't touch her." Harry warned and my dad frowned. "Who the fuck are you?" He snapped at Harry who examined me for any harm, ignoring me. "I'm fine." I promised and he narrowed his eyes, tapping the back of his ear and I nodded. 

"Josh I don't want him here." I said and he nodded. 

"Nick is on his way." 

"I just want to see my daughter." My dad said, trying to fight past Josh who shook his head. 

"Isn't she at home with your mistress?" I asked and my dad stopped in his tracks, body freezing and his eyes met my cold ones. "Leslie, I don't understand. You're my daughter." 

"17 years later? After you give everything I begged you to be for me to another little girl you cheated on my mother with. I want nothing to do with you! I asked you to spend one day with me, on my birthday, when I was 6. Instead you sent me with an uncle who raped me! I asked you to take me to disneyland when I was 11 and you burned me with cigarettes and beat me into a coma. I asked you to love me and you left me for a girl you had and broke this family and my heart. So no, I'm not your daughter. A father is always there for his kid and doesn't break her heart before any boy could. I don't want to see you." He leaned against the wall and stared at me.

"Where's my mom?" I asked Josh who pointed to his room. I looked up at Harry who was glaring at my dad. "I'm taking her out, tell me when he's out." Harry said putting his hand on the small of my back as he lead me out my room. 

"You're not fucking taking her anywhere." My dad yelled, about to charge to me but Harry just pushed him back with one hand as Nick ran up the stairs with Derek and Martin. 

"Did he fucking touch her?" Nick asked and Harry shook his head no. 

"No, I'm taking her out. I don't want her here if he's not going to leave." Harry said and Derek nodded. 

"Where's your mom. She's coming with us, don't want her here either." Harry turned around, Josh cocked his head to let him know to pass. 

"Baby, stay here. Don't move." Harry whispered, kissing my forehead. I nodded, crossing my arms and waited against the wall, my siblings were all against the wall on either side, ready to catch my dad if he tried to attack me. 

"Hey, Alice. Let's go for a little drive." Harry opened the door to Josh's room. "No, it's just Leslie and you with me. We'll go for a little drive." He reasoned with my mom who came out seconds later with him. 

"Don't even fucking think about it." Harry spat at my dad, pushing him back again as he tried to grab my mom. I admired him. I think I'm in love with him. 

"Come on baby. You guys don't need any help do you?" Harry asked the second question to Martin who was smiling at how he treated us and the first part was directed towards me, obviously.

"No, man, just get them away from here. I'll call you when you can bring them back." Josh said and Harry nodded, Derek patted his back as he passed. Harry's arm slipped around my waist as he lead us down the stairs leaving my dad who was yelling my name out while being pressed by my brothers against the wall. 

Profanities were shouted but Harry just opened the front and back door of his car for us. Closing them both when we were in before going around to start the car. 

"Where are we going?" I didn't even notice I was shaking. He stared at me, wide eyed, before turning around quickly to the backseat. He grabbed his letterman jacket from Westmount and draped it over me, pressing a kiss to my hand as he brought it over to his lips. 

"We're going to drive around for a little. I'll buy you guys some hot chocolate or something but I don't want you both there while he's there." He pointed up with his index finger of his hand that was gripping the steering wheel as he pulled out. 

God, I'm in love with him.