Skinny Love ~

I walked to Starbucks, and gave them my application form back. My legs still hurt really bad from the other day. When me and Harry had our first time.. Anyways, they said they would call me, if they were interest with my application. Hopefully, they're looking for a worker like me. I really needed this job. When walking back home, I looked at my phone. I had gotten so many missed calls from everybody back home. I hope they know I'm okay. But Harry and I cannot afford to get in anymore trouble. Last time, we got in trouble they said we'd have to pay a ticket. I know, we could get in so much more trouble for this but yolo right? Nah I'm kidding. But seriously. I wonder if any of them miss me.

Baron's Part Of View

"I'm just really worried right now. I mean, I don't know where they're at!" Gemma cried. I held her, rubbing her back to sooth her down.

"I know, I hope they're safe." I replied.

We just sat there then she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

"What if they're dead." She blurted out. I felt the tears about to come down. No, I am not about to cry in front of my amazing fiance.

"I feel super guilty that I didn't tell Harry about us.." She cried.

"Hey, I didn't tell Bree either! Remember! We said we were keeping this a secret, because we thought it would be right if we told everybody as a big family. I know how you're feeling Gem. Bree is my baby sister, but we just have to think positive!" I said with a watered eyes. She gave a nod and then rested her head on my chest. She sniffled a little, then spoke up.

"I love you." She whispered. I felt her smile, on my chest which warmed my heart.

"I love you more baby."

Harry's Part Of View

I couldn't help but chuckle at how Bree was walking. I found it hilarious. It was her first time, and thank God it was from me and not somebody else. She grunted when she sat on the couch, and I plopped myself right beside her.

"What's wrong?" I said while kissing her cheek.

"My legs are killing me." She groaned again. I chuckled.

"Sorry baby." I said while getting up and going to the kitchen. I saw she found the papers, about me getting hired at the car shop. Hopefully she'll get the job at Starbucks. She looked at the papers, then looked at me. I gave a proud smirk, then she like hopped on me.

"YOU GOT THE JOB!" She yelled while hugging me.

"Yep I did." I chuckled while starting to boil the water. She looked a bit confused.

"Tea?" I offered. Her eyes lit up, like the sun had came out after a rainy day.

"Of course!" She squealed.

We started talking a bit while having tea. I started next week on Monday. 1 pm through 7 pm. On week days only. She seemed really excited for me, and I was too. We had to start fixing up the place today, because one it looked horrible. And two, we were going to baby sit that little girl Hannah. Honestly, it seemed like Bree and Hannah got along better than her and Madison. Not that she doesn't like her, just because they had so much in common. Madison was just another house wife, while Bree was still in school. The apartment was already set up okay-ish. We just had to get curtains and that was it.

While we started walking out, we ran into our neighbor Joey.

"Hey Harry, hey Bree." He said while waving.

"Hello!" She smiled.

"Hey." I said with one hand up.

"So are we still on for tonight?" He asked.

"Of course." Bree smiled.

"Okay! Good! We'll drop the kids off at 6 and we won't be back until 1 am.. Sorry, it's our anniversary.." I cut him off.

"No problem." I gave a polite smile. He gave a smile back. We walked out, and he looked shocked that we didn't have a car.

"Are guys gonna walk?" He asked.

"Yeah.." I said while continuing to walk. He stopped us, and started pulling out some keys.

"Here, I have an old pick-up truck you can use, until you guys get a car.." He said smiling.

"Wow, thank you so much." I said while smiling.

"My pleasure." He said while patting my back. How nice of him.

Bree's Part Of View:

10:40 pm

It was Friday night, and we were babysitting two kids. Harry was with the little boy Johnathon, and I was with Hannah. Harry was in the living room having fun with Johnathon, while Hannah and I chit-chatted. I went to the kitchen to get me and Hannah some snacks. I watched Harry playing with Johnathon. Harry could be a really good dad.


I couldn't help but laugh to myself. I went back to my room, and Hannah eagerly grabbed the bag of chips. Then she looked down and refused the bags of chips.

"What's wrong?" I asked worriedly.

"I just don't want to be fat." She looked down.

"You're not fat!" I laughed.

"My boyfriend said I was getting fat." She said so depressingly.

"Darling, you're not fat. He's obviously not a good boyfriend if he is calling you fat." I stated. She nodded slightly.

"I'm just having a really hard time loving my body, and stuff." She looked down. I sighed.

"Look, I was going through the exact same thing as you. I know things are rough right now. But things will get better. I promise." I smiled.

"How do you know that?"

"Because, I was exactly like you. I hated myself, because I thought everybody hated me. My dad died when I was 13, then my mom literally abandoned me. Now my mom is getting her life back to place, and I'm finally happy now." I smiled while handing her the chips. She thought, then took the chips and we started talking afterwards.

Her parents came to pick them up, and thanked us. They gave us 50 dollars. Wow, that was a lot of just babysitting two kids. They were seriously so nice. We thanked them and then locked up. I sat on the couch beside Harry.

"You would make a great father." I smiled.

"You would be an amazing mother as well.. I heard what you told Hannah." He smiled. "We would be like the best parents ever!"

"Totally." I joked.

"Well.. Lets start making those babies!" He said while picking me up. I felt like I could literally pee my pants.

He started kissing me, and I giggled every single kiss.

"My legs still hurt from the other day so bye." I joked.

"We're having two kids when we get married." I smiled.

"Only two?" He asked shockingly.

"How many do you want?!" I laughed.

"Four." He smiled. "I want 3 older boys, and a little girl." He smiled.

"Awe." I smiled.

"Yeah, because every dad has to have a little girl. And every dad needs a son to play with." He smiled while thinking

"Bree, I love you." He looked up at me.

"I love you too." I pecked his lips.

Notes

hey guiseee (: beyonce in the cut.

ilysm.

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