"Dad?" I asked. "Yes, babe?" "Can I talk to you?" Gosh, I can't do this.
"I am just really happy that you're home" I said. Great, I chickened out. He chuckled "I am happy too, love." It wasn't a complete lie, I'm happy that he's home, I'm just not that happy about spending time with him.
"I'm going for a drive" I said. "What? Now? It's almost ten o'clock" Dad answered. "I'll be back before you know" I mumbled. I went upstairs to get my keys, when I saw a pack with cigarettes. "Why not" I thought while taking the pack.
There's just something relaxing by driving without any worries, except now, that I have a worry, my dad. I love my dad with all my heart, I really do. But people really change. I mean, he would never agree with the way I'm living my life. My dad really thinks that I'm the same girl I was before he left for tour. I can't wait to move out when I'm done with school.
I parked my car next to a bar. I didn't go in, though. Just stood outside. I got my lighter, and light my cigarette. Smoking is kind of a getaway. It's so relaxing, but at the same time I get the feeling that I'm dying, which is kind of true. It's not good for me. Trust me, I know. You have no idea how many times I've heard that smoking is bad for you, smoking kills, Calum only does it to feel relaxed. I also do it to feel relaxed. If my dad found out, he'd probably kill me.
A/N: I'm so sorry that this is so short. Just thought that I had to get something up. All for a regular update, huh? At least it's summer holidays, so I think I'll update quite a bit, not promising anything, though.
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