It started in London, ended in LA

50: I'm here

My jaw was dropped. "How...what...that's not possible!" I whispered. "What ma'am?" The lady asked in confusion. "Have you heard from either of them?" I asked. "Oh no ma'am louis passed away a few months ago. His son now owns the hotel." The lady smiled.

My dad...was in paris this whole time. Im French? Merci beaucoup bitch!

Louis was the hotel owner. That's how he got all that money. Oh my gosh...does that mean...my dad knows about me. Oh my gosh. I have to see him. I have to meet him. I have so many questions.

"Can I get my room key please?" I asked blankly. "Of course. Room 572 right?" She asked. "Yes"

She handed me my key and I walked over to the boys. "What's wrong?" Harry asked. I just nodded my head. "Nothing...let's go to our room okay" I put on my best fake smile.

We grabbed our stuff and walked to the elevator. I pressed the 6 and back up to the wall. We all stood in silence. I never told anyone about my dad but maya. I guess it was never something I stressed about.

The elevator door dinged and we grabbed our stuff and walked out to the hallway. We found our room quickly and entered. " I'm going to go hang my stuff up okay? Call me if you need me" I walked off into the room harry and I were sharing. I decided to text maya. I missed her so much. Shes been really distant. I haven't seen her in a month.

Willow
Heyyy ma !!! I miss u:(

Maya
hey..i miss u too w<3

Willow
What's wrong?

Maya
Uhmmmm..I'll save it until you get back.

Willow
That's in 3 months lol

Maya
In 3 months it'll make more sense..

Willow
What the hell is that supposed to mean???

Maya
I gotta go I'll text u later love ya;)

I sighed and started putting my clothes away. Did my dad even want me? He just fucked my mom and left? I hated that man but...hes my dad. I threw my shirt on the floor and felt my face get hot. A small tear escaped my eye. Then that small tear turned into multiple tears.

Before I knew it I was sobbing on the floor. Did he even want me? Did he even bother to call or send a letter?

My door opened and harry ran over to me. He reached down and grabbed my face to fix my hair. "Hey hey what's wrong?" He asked with such concern. "I've never told anyone.." I started. "Told anyone what?" He crinkled his forehead.

"My dad left when I was a kid. Turns out..hes the hotel owner and my old boss is apparently my grandpa? and..." I groaned and wiped the tears off my face. "And I'm sitting here crying for no reason. I mean people have it worse why am I being-" harry cut me off.

"Dont do that!" He shook his head. "Do what?" I asked. "Pretend your problems don't matter. They do! Stop acting like people don't care. I do Willow. I care. I'm here. Talk to me" he said as he scooted closer to me on the floor. He threw his arm around me and rocked.

"Do you miss him?" He asked softly. I sat there in silence. "I dont know...yes..no.." I couldn't figure out what to say. I mean of course I missed my dad but knowing that lou was my grandpa and he most likely knew made me more upset.

"I think I miss louis more." I said. "Who's louis?" He asked. "My old boss..well my grandfather. He passed away a few months ago. I havent heard anything about the funeral or anything." I said.

"I'm so sorry willow...if I would've known I-" i cut him off. "No! This isnt your fault. I'm just not that open with people. I have trauma to thank for that...uhm..that's for another time I dont wanna dump all this on you" I slightly chuckled. "We have all day darling. We dont start filming till tomorrow. Today I'll unpack our stuff and pick up dinner. You just relax. I know this was a lot to deal with today." He kissed the top of my head.

I smiled. "Thanks harry. You know after all this...you are by far the greatest thing in my life." I looked over to him. We stared at each other smiling. He leaned over and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear. I leaned closer and put my hand on his leg.

Our lips were inches apart then we kissed. I reached my hand up in his hair and tugged on it. He brought his hands down to my waist and brought me on his lap. The kiss was deep. We've never kissed like this. It was passionate. Okay I know I have "I'm so not a virgin" energy but to be honest...I've never even kissed a guy before harry let alone have sex with one.

I know I wanted to try it. I knew he wanted to. He never brought it up but when you date someone you're gonna wanna have sex with them. I was scared. We've had tons of makeout sessions that almost led to sex but we never did it.

I think I was ready. He's obviously had sex before. Hes harry styles for crying out loud. I reached down for his shirt and started to lift it up slowly. His hand grabbed mine to stop. He pulled away. "Willow...are you sure. This is big. No pun intended" he giggled.

"Uhm..I think so" again silence. He looked up to me and smirked. "How bout we try something else. Something less intense for now" he said and took me off his lap.

I stood up and so did he. "Like what?" I asked shaking my head. He got up from the bed and ran to his bag. He pulled out his wallet..oh shit.

He walked over slowly to the bed again.

He took something out of the wallet and put it in my hand and came down to whisper something to me.

"Let's order dinner and watch little women" he said with that cheesy grin he always makes. He scrunched his nose and ran out the room like a little girl. I hate that boy.

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