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It's been a few days since he somehow managed his way back into our safe perfect bubble and thankfully Elliot has been asking too many questions. It breaks my heart to see her upset especially over something I had no control over, because God knows I would have changed what happened if I could. The night when she heard El and I talking her thoughts about having a dad that didn't want to see her were confirmed. Instead of trying to explain the situation to a three year old who just wanted her daddy, I just hugged her and told her how much I loved her.

Since that night, I have been a lot less strict with her. Instead of cleaning her room, we would eat ice cream and watch a movie. Like today, I was supposed to be taking her to different day cares to look at, because I have been promoted at the Bakery (I know, go me.) and Louis can't keep watching her, but she insisted on going to the park. I just had to give my little girl everything I can, especially when she doesn't have a dad that should be the one spoiling her. I have no doubt in my mind that he would have been a good father. I can see it now, him giving into every little thing she asked for. Obviously, he didn't have enough faith in himself, or me for that matter, an he ran. But that doesn't matter anymore. What matters is getting my sweet angel to the park. I decided to turn our walk to Central Park into a Jog and Elliot loved that. She always loves being in the stroller, especially when it goes 'super duper fast' as she likes to say.

"Go mommy, go! Faster mommy, faster!" And since I was on this kick where this child gets anything she wants, of course the slow jogging pace turned into more of a sprint.

We finally made it to the park and as soon as I got near a bench Elliot had already unbuckled herself and started running to the playground.

"Ellie, be careful please. Slow down and no talking to strangers!"

"Yes mommy wuv you."

I smiled to myself and brought out a book. I always loved reading, and lately I haven't had time for it. If I'm not at work, I'm taking care of Elliot and then when shes asleep I normally crash right after her. I love being able to read. It takes you to a different world and for that I am grateful. Every book I pick up is like another emotional roller coaster. I get so involved in what I am reading that often times I am completely oblivious to the outside world. Except when I hear that cry I know so well, just like right now. I look up from my book to see Elliot with tears down her cheeks crouched behind the slide. It looks like she is talking to someone.

"Elliot baby what's wrong? Who were you talking too?"

"Mama I wanna go home. Pwease mama take me home."

"Okay baby come on, I'll take you home. We can talk later." She latches onto my neck as I bring her to the stroller but she doesn't want to get in. So I carry her and push the stroller back to our apartment. I call Eleanor and see if she wants to hang out and watch a movie. Elliot always seems to feel better whenever El is around and hopefully she will tell me what happened. I knew I shouldn't have opened that damn book, I would have seen who she was talking to and prevented this whole thing from happening.

"Baby doll, Auntie El is coming over soon with some Disney movies. Do you want to help mommy bake some treats for us when we watch the movie?" Instead of getting a response, I just got a small shake of her head. Instead of fighting her on it, I laid her down on the couch and got Eddie and some juice for her. I went to the kitchen and started on a batch of chocolate chip cookies. Not too long after the cookies were in the oven I heard the front door open and El walk in. Knowing El she ran right into the living room to see Elliot, but I didn't hear any squeals like normal. I walked into the living room to see what was happening and it just broke my heart. Elliot was sitting on Eleanor's lap just crying. El looked up and gave me a look telling me to stay put, so against my first instincts I did and just listened.

"Ellie bellie, tell Auntie El wants wrong. I pinky promise I won't tell mommy if you don't want me too."

"You have to pwinky swear Auntie. Mommy can't know he told me I couldn't say anything."

"Of course sweetie, I would never break something so important as a pinky swear."

"Well I was at the park and I was playing on the slide and when I came down there was a guy and he told me that I looked like my daddy and he was looking for me. But mommy said I don't have a daddy, and the kids at the park all have daddies and I don't and why doesn't my daddy love me Auntie El?"

She spoke so fast that I could barely understand half of it but I did catch that. I ran back into the kitchen unable to stop the tears from falling. That bastard did that to my child, this precious little girl that could never do anything wrong, and he will be paying for it. I could care less what he does to me, but this is the last straw.

Against my better judgement I picked up the phone and dialed his number. I didn't even have time to be nervous because I was so pissed. It was like three years of anger just washed over me and I lost it as soon as he answered the phone.

H: Hello?
E: You selfish immature idiotic dick! How dare you? How could you? I have to sit down to my daughter to explain what a fucking dick her father is and why he isn't around like the rest of her friends dads. I have to explain to my beautiful little girl that she did nothing wrong, it was all her father! He was the dick and I swear to God--
H: It's..it's a girl? I mean I thought that was her, God I knew it was her when I saw her. Those eyes. They're just like yours, but wow.. It's a girl. We have a girl.
E: Harry fucking styles, have you heard nothing coming out of my mouth?! No you do not have a girl, I do! She is not yours. Are you that daft? I don't know who you sent to the park or what friend of yours was there that made her this upset, but I swear to God Harry I will never ever let you see her. Elliot deserves so much better than you.
H: Elliot..Elliot what? Is it Paige? I know how much you liked the name Paige. I like it too, if that's what her name is.
E: You are such a fucking dick! You feel no remorse whatsoever. This was stupid because you are obviously a sociopath that doesn't care what he did to his own daughter!
H: Wow, stop right there. Emily, I have been trying to get in contact with you for months. I can never find you and you changed your number. Lou and El won't tell me anything. I've been trying.
E: Well you know what Harry, it's three years too late.
H: Em, come on. Please. I know that girl has you wrapped around her finger, which I am sure has nail polish on it. I know you, and I know you hate to see her cry. Why don't you let her meet me, huh? So she knows I don't hate her.
E: ...Harry...I...You left! You left me! You left her! If I wasn't enough for you, fine I get it, but she did nothing! She could never do anything to deserve this.
H: I will find you, and I will see you tomorrow. See you.

And with that he hung up. God, what am I going to do? It's been three years since I last saw him and I just can't get over what he did. And not because it destroyed me, which it did, but because it's destroying my baby.

"Hey Em, I uhm.. I heard you're conversation." Eleanor spoke timidly, like she was afraid I hadn't got all make anger out yet.

"Yeah, well. He says he is coming to find us and will see us tomorrow."

"Yeah, Lou texted me and said that he just called and wanted your address. What do you want to do?"

God I have no idea what to do. Maybe he is right, maybe this visit can fix things for Elliot, maybe he can prove to her that she didn't do anything wrong.

"Just...just give it to him. I'll figure it out, It's just one visit and that is all it will be. I won't even tell her that he is her dad."

"Okay, I can be here. So can Lou. It doesn't have to be awkward, and wait better idea! Let's make it at a public place, like let's just have lunch? That way there is a time limit on it, and he won't know where you live."

"Yes, that's perfect actually. Tell him to meet us at Central Park near that cafe at 2:00pm. Thank you for offering to come I really appreciate it."

"Of course dear, don't tell him this but we favor you. Oh, and I think I should tell you what happened at the park with Elliot. I think it was one of Harry's friends...uh Zayn was it? But anyway, Harry had told Zayn about seeing her and had Zayn 'scope it out.' Apparently Zayn lives near here and followed you to the park."

"What a fucking prick. Tomorrow will be the first and last time he sees that child I will make sure of it."

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