Chapter 3 Find Him

Camille looked at me and questioned, "Are you going to his house?" She's been paying me visits at my condo because she knows I've been feeling upset lately due to my pregnancy.

I told her, "You gave me his address; I should go tell him what the news is." Camille sighed and did not avert her gaze.

"I wanted you to have a boyfriend before, but now that you have a kid in your tummy and that playboy delivered it to you, he's making me so upset; I didn't tell Kiven about it because he would tell his buddies," Camille said, staring at me with concern.

I understand why she's like this. She just want to be sure that I'm safe that's why she's saying and doing this. I know Camille and we've been friends since we're child. She's just want the best for me but I can't believe that this is happening to me now.

It's just a one night stand and now I'm carrying his child. I'm carrying my child, I don't know if I'm going to be strong now that I have my baby inside my tummy. We're now two.

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine." I smiled at her and looked at the paper that I'm holding. I already know his penthouse but then I forgot about it because I haven't going there and I'm sure, he will be surprise if he saw me on his door.

Camille kept staring at me, saying, "You kept telling me that, but that's not what I observed." She's quite concerned about my safety. I assured her that I was fine, but she was skeptical.

"I'm good, okay? Don't worry about me, Camille, and you said you had a date with your guy," I said as I stood up.

"You can drive?" She asked me. I nodded at her and waved my hand. I walked towards in my car and went in, when I looked outside I saw her still looking at me. I just smiled and drove. I hope he's on his penthouse. I wonder if he have a maids because I don't remember that I saw some maids on his penthouse or I'm just really drunk that night that's why I didn't notice that he have a maid.

I couldn't stop thinking about how he would react if he saw me. Will he be pleased or surprised? I had no idea what his reaction would be, and I was really scared. He's a very gorgeous and hot man, which is why so many women are swooning over him. I had no idea I'd be like that girl, but I'm not crazy about him because I'll just talk to him about our baby. If my parents are present, I vow they will be thrilled for me, despite the fact that it is completely unexpected.

Camille is concerned about me, as seen by her behavior. She can't believe I'm going to be a mother even though I don't have a boyfriend right now, and she can't believe I'm the one who's having a baby now. When I first learned about it, I was astounded. I'm not sure what I'll think because I'm already pregnant and expecting a child without a lover. It's quite difficult for me, but I'm hoping Harrison will be pleased if he sees me. Camille has already told me that the man is a real playboy, and that she hopes Harrison will confront me today.

After the long ride, I arrived at the penthouse. It's really big compared to my condo and it's really nice. I remembered the night that me and him went here. I shook my head and click the doorbell, I kept on clicking the doorbell but there's no one opening the door. My forehead creased because of this. Is there no one here? Where is he, then?

I sighed and looked at the penthouse. I shook my head and went to my car again. There's no one in his house and I don't know why. I should be back here by tomorrow. I drove my car so I can go home but before I went home, I went to the one store to buy some snacks for me. I'm starving. When I got home, I immediately went to my room to change my clothes. I didn't do anything but I felt so tired already.

I thought to myself, "I'm hungry." I opened my TV while gathering my munchies. Even though I didn't text Camille, she continued to ask me where I was and what had happened to me. I texted her from my phone so she wouldn't have to worry about me ever again. Knowing Camille, I wonder if she keeps texting me because she thinks I've had some sort of incident.

I texted her and then concentrated on the TV. While I'm watching TV, Harrison is on my mind. I had no idea what Harrison had done to make me think of him. I have no idea that this will happen, and because it has already happened, I have no control over it.

I wiped my tears when I realized that I'm crying again. "I'm being emotional again, baby," I said and touched my tummy.

The doorbell outside woke me up early the following morning. When I arrived, Camille was greeting me with a smile. She has a basket of fruits in her hands.

I grinned at her and said, "I knew you'd come." She gave me a hug before going inside.

She sat down and said, "You know that I will be here for you. So, he's not on his house?" To respond, I gave her a headshake.

"He didn't went outside to see me so, he's not there. I also don't know if he have a maids." She looked at me and nodded. I arranged the fruits on the fridge while listening to what she's saying.

"I saw him last night!" I looked at her when she said that. My eyes widened as my forehead creased.

"Where?" I asked, looking at her seriously. I just want to know where she saw the man. I've been waiting for that man yesterday.

I'm listening to her as she says, "I was about to tell you about it but I got drunk and I didn't remember it while I'm texting you. I was with Kiven last night and we went to the party." When Camille has free time, she spends it with her boyfriend and they go out on a date or to a club. Camille has been busy at work.

Is that the cause of his absence from his home? Did he attend the party? Harrison might be just that way. He enjoys attending parties just like I do, but I am currently pregnant and cannot enter a bar. Now, what do I do? I don't have his phone number, and I have no idea how I'm going to get it.

Camille looked at me and whispered hesitantly, "He's with a girl.." I get the impression that she is reluctant to tell me. I only smiled at her.

I smiled at her again and said, "It's okay. Harrison didn't know that we were going to have a kid yet, but I know he will be responsible after he found out about our baby." I just want a pleasant day so I won't weep again; I don't want to have a poor day right now. My pregnancy is sensitive, and I'm being overly emotional.

She muttered, "We're not sure about that," while examining her hands. I gave a headshake. I don't know for sure, but how can we find out if I don't tell him about it? Even though Harrison is a playboy, I know he is a decent man and is capable of being a caring father to our child.

Her eyes got big as I said, "I can see that Harrison is a good man." She gives off the impression of being unsure of what I'm saying and doubting my credibility.

We discussed Harrison and my plans for meeting him. I don't have his phone number. Even though I searched for his social media account, it was private, and Camille claimed that the lads were too busy with their jobs and personal lives to utilize social media much. Sighing, I took a glance at my phone. I am confident that I will be able to locate him and inform him of the impending birth of our child. He might believe me, I hope.

I'll make every effort to find him and let him know about our child. I don't want my child to grow up fatherless. I want to provide my baby with a full family. I smiled while touching my stomach.

"Baby, we can do this."