(Warning: mature content)
"Yeah Pops, don't worry! This place is amazing. The security is great too." I speak into my phone as the cab drives me to my new place.
"Why don't you let me buy a house? It'll be much better than paying monthly rent." Pops says, annoyance clean in his voice.
"Pops, I told you I want to learn how to be responsible. And I want to be able to stand up on my own feet. I should learn to be independent. How long will I be dependent on you?" I huff silently, not wanting to be disrespectful with my father.
"I understand....I understand." he says in a disappointed tone. "But tell me why did you move out of Harry's place. He was a sweet boy who actually cared about you very much."
My stomach tightens at Harry's name. It's been two days since the incident and we are only on speaking terms. We haven't met either. Though he was super pissed when he came to know that I decided to move out of his place.
"Dad, please. I don't want to talk about it. Please just trust my decision okay?"
"Okay, if you say so. Take care darling." he says, sounding as though he has given up trying to change my mind.
"Thank you Pops." with that I hang up and keep my mobile away into my bag.
The driver drives through the roads and I lower the window, just to breathe in the cool evening breeze. My mind has only been occupied with thoughts of Harry in the last seventy hours. And even now, when dad mentioned his name, our last conversation went through my mind.
"What the fuck Aditi! Tell me it's not true. You cannot be moving out." he yells and I pull my phone away from my ears.
"Harry, please, let's just not make a big deal out of this." I groan and I hear him curse again.
"Aditi, it is a big deal. There is no way I am letting you move out of my place. You're safe here!" he exclaims.
"Harry..." I huff, "I've already made up my mind. Damon has already helped me get a place, that too in a day, which is in my budget! You know how difficult it is to come by a place that has good security, affordable rent and a good locality?"
Harry curses again and I roll my eyes.
"I'll be going for the tour next week, you can have the place to yourself. By the time I am back.... Maybe.... Things would be alright...." he trails off and I know what he is talking about. He's been trying to bring about the topic, and I've been running far away from it. I can only deal with one situation at a time.
"Harry, we will talk about it. But not now. Let me settle down in the place first. Let me get my stuff from your place and arrange things. Then we can talk about everything, okay?" I tell him calmly, it's as we both are walking on egg shells. Both of us are so sensitive on the topic, that we both end up breaking down.
"Fine come by tomorrow and get all your things. I won't be there, I've got a studio session." he huffs.
So, I've got most of our stuff from Harry's place and all that's left to do is just stuff in our clothes from the suitcase into the closets.
Damon has been really helpful in the past two days. Since the day he got out of the hospital, he's been insisting for me to stay with him till I find a place. But Aliya and I decided it's better to live in a hotel room temporarily. He then told me about his cousin, who travels most of the time and owns a place here. Within a day, Damon arranged a meeting with him and I was able to sign the agreement. The apartment is officially ours for the entire year.
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FanfictionCompleted✅ ***WARNING***Contains sexual content, graphic violence, drug abuse, rape and strong language. "So I guess this is goodbye then." I turn around and see Harry with a black suitcase. "It was nice meeting you, Harry. You'll never know...we mi...