The Donation
Chapter Ten
Penelope’s. P.O.V.
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I lightly traced his tattoos as he snored softly. He would occasionally twitch under my touch, a typical sign that he’s starting to wake up. And just as expected, he groaned quietly and his eyes fluttered open.
“Is it morning already?” He moaned.
I giggled and lightly slapped his chest, “yes and your pregnant lady here is starving.”
“Oh, poor thing- let’s get room service then, yeah?” He hummed.
“Please!” I begged.
He chuckled at me and reached over to the night table, grabbing the menu.
“What does my princess want?” He joked.
“Well first off don’t call me princess, I am not that entitled.” I teased, “but is there oatmeal?”
“Yes, there is.” He smiled.
Harry ordered our breakfast and pulled me back on top of him, holding me tightly as we waited for our meal.
***
“Home!” I cried, jumping on my bed.
“You’re adorable,” he cheered, pinching my leg.
Harry sat beside me and rubbed my thigh. “Can I ask a question?” He queried.
“Go ahead,” I smiled, sitting up.
“Can I take you on a date tonight?” He beamed. “And no, it’s not because of my management. You just deserve it, love.”
“I’d love that, Harry,” I blushed, holding his hand in mine.
“Then it’s a date!” He cheered.
“Babe,” I laughed, “you’re the cutest thing.”
He rolled his eyes and cupped my face, lightly brushing his nose against mine. He slowly pulled away and stood us up.
“So, Harry, before our date, my boss texted and wants me to come in just so he can check up with me. But we are not going on a case, my team just wants to hang out for a little.” I smiled.
“Alright,” he chuckled. “Where are you all meeting up?”
“At our workplace,” I giggled.
“Alright beautiful, have fun; text me when you arrive so I know you're safe.” He beamed, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I hugged him tightly, “will do, hun.”
***
I opened the door to my workplace and saw my team surrounded about their desks, talking and flipping through files. When the door shut behind me, they all turned and faced my direction.
“Penelope!” Jade shouted.
They all rushed over and wrapped me in a group hug.
“Oh, we missed you!” Roselyn chimed.
After we all hugged, they pulled away and surrounded me.
“P. what did you need to tell us?” Xavier asked worryingly.
“Yeah what the hell is up? You’ve NEVER taken a vacation before,” Jade prompted.
I shrugged with a smile, “I just have to say it I guess…I’m pregnant!”
“Oh my fucking- AH!” Roselyn yelled, hugging me.
She pulled away as I felt tears prick my eyes. I have yet to truly feel happy and proud of my pregnancy- especially with people I love so dearly. This team is my non-literal family.
“Congratulations!” Jackson cheered, shaking my hand.
“And guess what- that makes us uncles, boys!” Mason cheered with all of the boys following suit.
“And we’re aunties!” Jade celebrated with Roselyn in her arms.
Even after the cheering seized, happiness was felt in the air. Smiling faces filled the room.
“Do you know who the father is?” Roselyn asked gently.
“I do,” I nodded.
“Are you dating him? Because if so, you have some explaining to do,” Jade glared.
“No, not yet,” I giggled.
“Well, missy, I need all the details!” Jade teased.
“And we,” Noah chuckled, gesturing to all the guys. “Do NOT want to know those details.”
And for the second time, I was engulfed in a group hug.
***
“Baby?” Harry tapped on the bathroom door. “Are you almost ready?”
“Almost,” I chimed back, tugging my dress into its place.
I covered myself in an olive-green dress with black accents to compliment the color. I styled my hair into loose curls and made sure to spray my favorite perfume.
Once I was done and satisfied with my look, I turned to the door. I opened it to see Harry, who happened to look astonishing in an attractive suit.
“Wow,” He breathed, “you look so beautiful.”
“And you look so handsome,” I giggled, poking his side.
“Thank you, my dear.” Harry beamed, grabbing ahold of my hand. “Shall we go?”
“We shall,” I smiled.
He wrapped an arm under my waist and walked me out of our apartment, keeping me close.
***
Harry gently pulled up to the restaurant, making sure he didn’t hit the neighboring cars. Once parked, Harry walked over to my side and opened the door for me; giving a hand to help me out.
“My beautiful lady,” he murmured in my ear, rubbing my hip.
As we walked onto the sidewalk, people stopped and stared at us. Some pulled out their phones while others just watched. But unlike his normal, Harry rushed us into the building- barely waving at his fans.
“Harry, wait.” I stopped. “Your fans, hun.”
“Penelope this is our date night and I don’t need you getting separated from me,” he prompted.
“I get that but hun I don’t mind giving up a few minutes while you take pictures. I’ll wait right here,” I assured.
He sighed, “thank you for understanding, my love.”
He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and left my side to go see his fans. It was always interesting to watch, if I’m honest. Some girls cry after he gives them a simple hug while I’m lucky enough to get those every day. It just makes me glad the happiness Harry brings.
After the group was cared for, he re-entered and grabbed my hand. We walked over to the main desk, where a lady met us with two menus.
“Reservation under ‘Styles’,” Harry smiled.
“Oh yes,” she beamed back. “Right this way.”
We followed her up a flight of stairs onto an outdoor patio; fitted with a beautiful view of the city.
“This is so beautiful,” I whispered in astonishment.
“Isn’t it?” Harry chuckled. “I rented out the roof so we wouldn’t be disturbed.”
“Babe you didn’t have to do that,” I noted, following the waitress.
“Oh yes I did,” he winked.
“Here’s your table,” the lady smiled. “I’ll be back soon to take your drink orders.”
And just like that, she left us all alone.
“Here, let me help.” Harry rushed over to me, pulling out my chair.
“Thank you very much,” I chuckled, taking my seat.
Harry grinned and sat across from me, looking around at the view.
I smiled at his childlike curiosity and began to look at the menu, looking around for anything. He soon followed suit and his eyes glanced about the writing.
“Do you have anything in mind?” He questioned.
“Honestly,” I smiled, “the spaghetti sounds wonderful. How about you?”
“I’m interested in the steak,” he laughed. “I hear it’s amazing at this place.”
And like she promised, the waitress marched back up the stairs.
“Do you guys know what you want to drink?” She beamed.
“Can I get a Coke please?” I replied
She nodded, “and anything for you, sir?”
“I’d love a lemonade, if you don’t mind,” Harry grinned.
She quickly wrote down our orders, “perfect! And do you guys have your dinner picked out?”
Harry looked at me before replying, I simply nodded my head. “I would love the steak dinner and I believe my lady here is wanting the spaghetti.”
I could only smile at how adorable he is. We handed the waitress our menus and she exited yet again.
“Thank you for all of this, Harry.” I blushed.
“Only the best,” he teased. “Have you any idea about the houses I showed you?”
“What were the options again?” I asked.
“There’s a house downtown,” he started, “with four bedrooms and five baths along with a medium backyard and a pool. Then another one a distance away that has five bedrooms and seven baths; a big backyard without close neighbors.”
“Even though the second one is pricey,” I flinched, “it’d be better for you if we weren’t around a lot of people.”
“Very true,” he nodded. “I don’t mind either of them love.”
“What are the prices again, hun?” I questioned with fear.
“The first one is at 577,500 dollars while the second is at 645,946 dollars.” He replied.
“Jeez,” I groaned. “So pricey.”
“Stop it with the prices,” he teased, grabbing my hands. “Baby girl. Which do you think is best?”
“Well,” I sighed, “with the first house, it would be closer to my job but really risky for your status as a celebrity. The second one, however, is farther out but way better for you. Even though I hate the prices… the second house would be exceeding for us.”
“Then it’s a deal!” He clapped. “I’ll schedule a tour and we will go from there.”
I sighed out of guilt and hid it behind a smile. I feel so bad, honestly. I made him move, take a break from his job, spend a lot of money, and go through so much because I got pregnant- without him even expecting a child currently. The shame I hold will never cease.
“Penelope. You changed. What’s going through your head, baby?” He asked worryingly.
“It’s nothing,” I muttered, masking it with a fake smile.
“Talk,” he demanded gently.
“I just…” I sighed, “feel so guilty. I really turned your life around.”
He shushed me, “Penelope you turned my life around for the better!”
“Don’t lie to me,” I expressed. “You cannot honestly tell me you don’t miss performing.”
“Well-” he started.
“You cannot tell me you’re happy with moving here or spending this much money or any of the shit I have put you through. You dropped your life for… for me,” I choked.
“And I am so happy I did,” he assured. “Yes, it is difficult, but God Penelope, you deserve the world and I’m going to give it to you on a gold platter.”
“Don’t spoil me because I’m your baby mama. I don’t want that,” I exclaimed.
“I’m not spoiling you. But you know what I am doing? I am loving you- caring for not only you but the babies growing in your stomach; who are so happily mine. These lives you’re growing make me feel like the luckiest person in the world. Penelope YOU make me feel like the luckiest person in the world,” he wailed.
I rose from my seat and closed my eyes, fighting back the tears threatening to fall. I turned to the balcony and walked over, leaning slightly to look at the ground. I took some deep breaths in hope of calming my heart.
I heard Harry’s chair squeak as he stood up; his footsteps tapping the ground as he walked over to me. His hand gently gripped my arm and turned me around so I was facing him. His hands moved to my face and wiped my tears away. I took a last deep breath, raising my arms and relaxing them around his shoulders.
He put his hands on my hips and urged me closer. His eyes darted from mine to my lips; back and forth. His teeth tugged on his bottom lip, biting hard and releasing.
My heart sped up and I felt myself begin to shake. My hands explored and tugged on his hair as his face neared mine.
I closed my eyes just as I felt his lips touch mine ever so gently. My heart was beating out of my ears as I gathered the courage to slowly kiss him back.
He tasted of cherry Chapstick and overwhelmed my senses. During the kiss, his tongue gently asked for permission that I happily granted. Unlike many other kisses where sensual battles took place, I felt nothing but love and passion. His hands gripped my hips tighter as we fell into the wistfulness of the kiss. He softly groaned against my lips, one of his hands reaching to hold my face.
And in that moment of time, I fell. I fell for the man who I’ve known for such a short amount of time; who gave up his life to give another two lives a father they deserved. And I fell deep.
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I lightly traced his tattoos as he snored softly. He would occasionally twitch under my touch, a typical sign that he’s starting to wake up. And just as expected, he groaned quietly and his eyes fluttered open.
“Is it morning already?” He moaned.
I giggled and lightly slapped his chest, “yes and your pregnant lady here is starving.”
“Oh, poor thing- let’s get room service then, yeah?” He hummed.
“Please!” I begged.
He chuckled at me and reached over to the night table, grabbing the menu.
“What does my princess want?” He joked.
“Well first off don’t call me princess, I am not that entitled.” I teased, “but is there oatmeal?”
“Yes, there is.” He smiled.
Harry ordered our breakfast and pulled me back on top of him, holding me tightly as we waited for our meal.
***
“Home!” I cried, jumping on my bed.
“You’re adorable,” he cheered, pinching my leg.
Harry sat beside me and rubbed my thigh. “Can I ask a question?” He queried.
“Go ahead,” I smiled, sitting up.
“Can I take you on a date tonight?” He beamed. “And no, it’s not because of my management. You just deserve it, love.”
“I’d love that, Harry,” I blushed, holding his hand in mine.
“Then it’s a date!” He cheered.
“Babe,” I laughed, “you’re the cutest thing.”
He rolled his eyes and cupped my face, lightly brushing his nose against mine. He slowly pulled away and stood us up.
“So, Harry, before our date, my boss texted and wants me to come in just so he can check up with me. But we are not going on a case, my team just wants to hang out for a little.” I smiled.
“Alright,” he chuckled. “Where are you all meeting up?”
“At our workplace,” I giggled.
“Alright beautiful, have fun; text me when you arrive so I know you're safe.” He beamed, giving me a kiss on the cheek.
I hugged him tightly, “will do, hun.”
***
I opened the door to my workplace and saw my team surrounded about their desks, talking and flipping through files. When the door shut behind me, they all turned and faced my direction.
“Penelope!” Jade shouted.
They all rushed over and wrapped me in a group hug.
“Oh, we missed you!” Roselyn chimed.
After we all hugged, they pulled away and surrounded me.
“P. what did you need to tell us?” Xavier asked worryingly.
“Yeah what the hell is up? You’ve NEVER taken a vacation before,” Jade prompted.
I shrugged with a smile, “I just have to say it I guess…I’m pregnant!”
“Oh my fucking- AH!” Roselyn yelled, hugging me.
She pulled away as I felt tears prick my eyes. I have yet to truly feel happy and proud of my pregnancy- especially with people I love so dearly. This team is my non-literal family.
“Congratulations!” Jackson cheered, shaking my hand.
“And guess what- that makes us uncles, boys!” Mason cheered with all of the boys following suit.
“And we’re aunties!” Jade celebrated with Roselyn in her arms.
Even after the cheering seized, happiness was felt in the air. Smiling faces filled the room.
“Do you know who the father is?” Roselyn asked gently.
“I do,” I nodded.
“Are you dating him? Because if so, you have some explaining to do,” Jade glared.
“No, not yet,” I giggled.
“Well, missy, I need all the details!” Jade teased.
“And we,” Noah chuckled, gesturing to all the guys. “Do NOT want to know those details.”
And for the second time, I was engulfed in a group hug.
***
“Baby?” Harry tapped on the bathroom door. “Are you almost ready?”
“Almost,” I chimed back, tugging my dress into its place.
I covered myself in an olive-green dress with black accents to compliment the color. I styled my hair into loose curls and made sure to spray my favorite perfume.
Once I was done and satisfied with my look, I turned to the door. I opened it to see Harry, who happened to look astonishing in an attractive suit.
“Wow,” He breathed, “you look so beautiful.”
“And you look so handsome,” I giggled, poking his side.
“Thank you, my dear.” Harry beamed, grabbing ahold of my hand. “Shall we go?”
“We shall,” I smiled.
He wrapped an arm under my waist and walked me out of our apartment, keeping me close.
***
Harry gently pulled up to the restaurant, making sure he didn’t hit the neighboring cars. Once parked, Harry walked over to my side and opened the door for me; giving a hand to help me out.
“My beautiful lady,” he murmured in my ear, rubbing my hip.
As we walked onto the sidewalk, people stopped and stared at us. Some pulled out their phones while others just watched. But unlike his normal, Harry rushed us into the building- barely waving at his fans.
“Harry, wait.” I stopped. “Your fans, hun.”
“Penelope this is our date night and I don’t need you getting separated from me,” he prompted.
“I get that but hun I don’t mind giving up a few minutes while you take pictures. I’ll wait right here,” I assured.
He sighed, “thank you for understanding, my love.”
He gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and left my side to go see his fans. It was always interesting to watch, if I’m honest. Some girls cry after he gives them a simple hug while I’m lucky enough to get those every day. It just makes me glad the happiness Harry brings.
After the group was cared for, he re-entered and grabbed my hand. We walked over to the main desk, where a lady met us with two menus.
“Reservation under ‘Styles’,” Harry smiled.
“Oh yes,” she beamed back. “Right this way.”
We followed her up a flight of stairs onto an outdoor patio; fitted with a beautiful view of the city.
“This is so beautiful,” I whispered in astonishment.
“Isn’t it?” Harry chuckled. “I rented out the roof so we wouldn’t be disturbed.”
“Babe you didn’t have to do that,” I noted, following the waitress.
“Oh yes I did,” he winked.
“Here’s your table,” the lady smiled. “I’ll be back soon to take your drink orders.”
And just like that, she left us all alone.
“Here, let me help.” Harry rushed over to me, pulling out my chair.
“Thank you very much,” I chuckled, taking my seat.
Harry grinned and sat across from me, looking around at the view.
I smiled at his childlike curiosity and began to look at the menu, looking around for anything. He soon followed suit and his eyes glanced about the writing.
“Do you have anything in mind?” He questioned.
“Honestly,” I smiled, “the spaghetti sounds wonderful. How about you?”
“I’m interested in the steak,” he laughed. “I hear it’s amazing at this place.”
And like she promised, the waitress marched back up the stairs.
“Do you guys know what you want to drink?” She beamed.
“Can I get a Coke please?” I replied
She nodded, “and anything for you, sir?”
“I’d love a lemonade, if you don’t mind,” Harry grinned.
She quickly wrote down our orders, “perfect! And do you guys have your dinner picked out?”
Harry looked at me before replying, I simply nodded my head. “I would love the steak dinner and I believe my lady here is wanting the spaghetti.”
I could only smile at how adorable he is. We handed the waitress our menus and she exited yet again.
“Thank you for all of this, Harry.” I blushed.
“Only the best,” he teased. “Have you any idea about the houses I showed you?”
“What were the options again?” I asked.
“There’s a house downtown,” he started, “with four bedrooms and five baths along with a medium backyard and a pool. Then another one a distance away that has five bedrooms and seven baths; a big backyard without close neighbors.”
“Even though the second one is pricey,” I flinched, “it’d be better for you if we weren’t around a lot of people.”
“Very true,” he nodded. “I don’t mind either of them love.”
“What are the prices again, hun?” I questioned with fear.
“The first one is at 577,500 dollars while the second is at 645,946 dollars.” He replied.
“Jeez,” I groaned. “So pricey.”
“Stop it with the prices,” he teased, grabbing my hands. “Baby girl. Which do you think is best?”
“Well,” I sighed, “with the first house, it would be closer to my job but really risky for your status as a celebrity. The second one, however, is farther out but way better for you. Even though I hate the prices… the second house would be exceeding for us.”
“Then it’s a deal!” He clapped. “I’ll schedule a tour and we will go from there.”
I sighed out of guilt and hid it behind a smile. I feel so bad, honestly. I made him move, take a break from his job, spend a lot of money, and go through so much because I got pregnant- without him even expecting a child currently. The shame I hold will never cease.
“Penelope. You changed. What’s going through your head, baby?” He asked worryingly.
“It’s nothing,” I muttered, masking it with a fake smile.
“Talk,” he demanded gently.
“I just…” I sighed, “feel so guilty. I really turned your life around.”
He shushed me, “Penelope you turned my life around for the better!”
“Don’t lie to me,” I expressed. “You cannot honestly tell me you don’t miss performing.”
“Well-” he started.
“You cannot tell me you’re happy with moving here or spending this much money or any of the shit I have put you through. You dropped your life for… for me,” I choked.
“And I am so happy I did,” he assured. “Yes, it is difficult, but God Penelope, you deserve the world and I’m going to give it to you on a gold platter.”
“Don’t spoil me because I’m your baby mama. I don’t want that,” I exclaimed.
“I’m not spoiling you. But you know what I am doing? I am loving you- caring for not only you but the babies growing in your stomach; who are so happily mine. These lives you’re growing make me feel like the luckiest person in the world. Penelope YOU make me feel like the luckiest person in the world,” he wailed.
I rose from my seat and closed my eyes, fighting back the tears threatening to fall. I turned to the balcony and walked over, leaning slightly to look at the ground. I took some deep breaths in hope of calming my heart.
I heard Harry’s chair squeak as he stood up; his footsteps tapping the ground as he walked over to me. His hand gently gripped my arm and turned me around so I was facing him. His hands moved to my face and wiped my tears away. I took a last deep breath, raising my arms and relaxing them around his shoulders.
He put his hands on my hips and urged me closer. His eyes darted from mine to my lips; back and forth. His teeth tugged on his bottom lip, biting hard and releasing.
My heart sped up and I felt myself begin to shake. My hands explored and tugged on his hair as his face neared mine.
I closed my eyes just as I felt his lips touch mine ever so gently. My heart was beating out of my ears as I gathered the courage to slowly kiss him back.
He tasted of cherry Chapstick and overwhelmed my senses. During the kiss, his tongue gently asked for permission that I happily granted. Unlike many other kisses where sensual battles took place, I felt nothing but love and passion. His hands gripped my hips tighter as we fell into the wistfulness of the kiss. He softly groaned against my lips, one of his hands reaching to hold my face.
And in that moment of time, I fell. I fell for the man who I’ve known for such a short amount of time; who gave up his life to give another two lives a father they deserved. And I fell deep.
Notes
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