Hold On (Squeal to Let Go)

I looked back into the living room were Louis and Mark sat opposite couches, studying each other. All the others eyes were on me as we sat in the kitchen. Everyone sat at the big island whispering to each other as they watched me as I splashed some cold water at the sink. I splashed on last handful onto my face before drying it off with a soft towel. I slipped into the floor, resting my back on the island so that I was out of view of the livening room. A figure sloped next to me and use their strong arms to pull me onto there lap. I snuggled my head into his neck as Harry's hair tickled my cheek. "Do you want me to come with." He asked against my neck. "No, this is something that Lou and I have to deal with. Plus you will want to hug me the whole time and we don't know if it’s really my father or not. So if it’s just a pap and they catch on, we could have a. mess." I told him. I kissed him one last time to calm my nerves before standing up and walking back to the livening room.

I sat next to Louis and tried to ignore the tension that was thick in the air. My hands shacking as I reach for a water bottle that sat on the coffee table, but I was shacking to bad I ended up dropping it on the floor. Louis snaked his hand into mine as the other pulled around my waist prospectively. "I want a DNA test." I blurted out suddenly. Mark looked at me confused. "Ever since I was taken in by Nike and my story got out, a lot of people have came to me claming to be my father. So I would like DNA test to be sure." I told him. It was a lie, not all of it but some. People had been claming to be my father but I didn't need proof. I knew he was my father, I was positive he was. So I don't know why I wanted a DNA test. Maybe so I could be sure this wasn't a dream that the person I had wanted to show up in my life since I was a child was really here. He nodded understanding and I took that as my time to leave. "Ok give your number to my Lou and he will set up an appointment and let you know when it is. Now I'd you will excuse me, I have to make a dance." I said before standing up, grabbing my bag from beside the door was I had instructed Liam to leave it, and left.

I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock, two pm. I groaned and stood up, ignoring my aching muscles. I staggered downstairs and pour myself some coffee that someone had made for me. I drank it quickly, begging for my body to wake up. I sat the cup down quietly in the sink and looked into the livening room to find Harry on the couch deep into a movie, completely not noticing to my presents. I walked over to the couch and sat on Harry's lap so I was facing him. "Good morning babe." He whispered before giving me a slow lingering kiss. "Go get dressed; we are going to lunch since you missed breakfasts. What time did you get in last night anyways?" He asked, his lips brushing against mine because of how close we were sitting. "I got in at 3 this morning. And no matter how much I want to go to lunch with you, I can't. Cody and I are practicing at 3." I replyed as I started to craw off his lap. He hands grabbed my hips and pulled my body back to his chest. "I already talked to Cody and he said that you finished making the dance last night, so he said that I can still you away today." He whispered into my ear. "Now go get dressed." He said with a big smirk as he pushed me off his lap and walked to the kitchen.

I groaned and carried my fatigued back down the stairs forty five minutes later. As soon as I hit the last step I was being dreg end out the door and into the elevator. Harry shifted form one foot to the other as a huge grin at on his face. "Harry will you calm down! Why are you so exited?" I questioned. "Im exited because we haven had allow time since November why are you not exited?" He asked his voice dropping to confusion at the end. "Im sorry." Was all I could manage to slip out before the elevator doors opened and I stepped out?

I was almost to the outer door when Harry grabbed my arm, spinning me to face him. He placed one hand on my hip, pulling me so our bodies touched, ands the other hand caressed my cheek. His eves full of worry as they looked deep into mine. "Baby, what's wrong." He whispered. "I just have a lot of stress right now." I told him. “Do you want to talk about it?" He asked before placing his lips softly on mine. "At breakfast" I told him. He nodded and gave me a quick kiss on the forehead before leading me to the car.

"Thanks" Harry said to the waiter as he placed our drinks in front of us. I looked around the small dinner. We were the only people in the dinner other than a man on his laptop in the front. "CeCe? Did you hear me?" Harry asked with pleading eyes. "No, sorry." I said as key gaze dropped to the condensation on the table from my whiter. "Do you still want to talk about it?" He asked as he took my hands in his. "I don't want you to have to deal with my problems to." I told him. "Well I know it’s about you dad and I'm already in it so no harm will be done. Spill." He said with a small, reassuring smile.

"Why dose he have to come now, after all this time and my life is finally perfect. Why now?" I asked him. "So you know it’s him. Why did you ask for a DNA test then?" He asked confused, ignoring my question because he had no answer. "I don't know why. I'm positive it’s my dad. I think I ask more to make sure I'm not dreaming this and to buy myself more time to think about this whole situation." I told him. He nodded slightly pleading with his eyes to go on. "That’s all." I informed him, pulling my hands from his as our waiter placed our food in front of us.

Ignoring his food, Harry stood up from his place in the boot across from me, and sat next to me. He warped his arms around my shoulder punning me to him. "I love you." He whispered to me begot he placed his lips on my forehead. "I love you too." I replyed with a small smile as I bared my head into his neck. We sat in the both not talking as we healed each other in our arms, are food getting cold.

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