Chapter 17


    Michael''s P.O.V.


    I was honestly speechless and I don''t say that often. I''ve never even seen Harry cry before but I guess


    there''s a first time for everything.


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    I grabbed a tissue from the table and handed it to him. I wasn''t even sure what to say.


    "Harry....?"


    He looked up at me as he wiped a stray tear that made its way down his cheek. I spoke softly and


    slowly. "I-I honestly don''t know what to say. I was with her the first time she did the rocking but I didn''t


    know that it would continue to happen. I wish I could''ve told you in advance. Wow Harry...I mean... I''m


    sorry I didn''t tell you but thank you."


    Once the words ''thank you'' came out of my mouth Harry''s jaw dropped. It was almost like he wasn''t


    expecting it. I sighed, "Harry I''m sorry that you had to go through that but I''m d you did. I trust you


    with everything and I didn''t think she would be like that. But I have to say one thing.....you got through


    it. You didn''t even call for help and that''s honestly will power. So I just thank you for watching her and.


    taking care of her. I really appreciate it Harry, honestly."


    He smiled blushing again. He leaned in carefully wrapping his arms around me so that he wouldn''t


    wake up Giselle. "I really missed you Mr. Hoffstetter." I chuckled hugging him back. "I missed you too.


    And call me Michael." He smiled and nodded.


    "Now you and Giselle go upstairs and get some sleep, alright?" He nodded, "Yes sir" I groaned causing


    him tough. "I mean Michael."


    * * *


    Three hours have passed and the house was silent. I sat on the couch flipping through channels on the


    television andnded on spongebob. I can''t go wrong with that. I watched andughed as spongebob


    and that squid guy delivered the pizza.


    I heard footsteps upstairs. I listened as the feet walked out of the bedroom and made its way into the


    bathroom. That must be Harry. I thought as I continued to pay attention to the show.


    The bathroom door upstairs opened and I heard the person sniffle. Who''s crying? The footsteps slowly


    made its way down the spiral stairs. "Harryy..."


    The voice whined. That''s my babygirl..... As she came down thest twirl on the steps she yawned


    rubbing her eyes. "Harry..." She whimpered. She was wearing my ck work shirt that I usually wear


    for my fancy dinners and meetings. She looked absolutely adorable. Her hair was frizzy from sleep but


    she still managed to look beautiful.


    She finally looked up and we made eye contact...


    My heart beat sped up as she broke down in tears..