Half-Truths [hs, mc, zm, nh, lt +]

Chpater Twenty-Six

*Trish's POV*

My dad called me. For dinner. With Emma and Niall. I'm completely dreading it but I couldn't turn down my dads.

I'm already at their doorstep. I can't believe it. This is the place I grew up in. These walls hold many memories that can't be forgotten, good and bad. I know this place so well, I could walk through it in my sleep... then why am I stopping myself from going in?

Ah yes, I remember. It's because my so-called best friend doesn't like the fact that I'm engaged before her, and she's knocked up. She wants me all to herself, and I'm not having it.

Whatever, I guess I'll have to deal with it.

I take a deep breath and walk in through the massive doors. One of the housekeepers rushes to my aid immediately.

"Hello Ms. Styles! Welcome home!" He says, smiling at me. I give him a warm smile back.

"Hello Carlos, it's wonderful to see you again." I say in return. Carlos is quick to take my coat. He even places my shoes in their correct spots. I've missed Carlos.

"Where are they?" I ask him. He points to the back kitchen, the one where the family gatherings are held in.

"That way, Miss." He says. I smile and nod, walking over to the kitchen at the back.

I notice nobody's in here yet, and I let out a sigh of relief. I don't make my presence known, instead I just sit down in silence and wait patiently.

I pull out my phone, seeing who texted me.

Message from: Michael

Message from: Z <3

I click on Zayn's icon first. I miss him, I wonder how his work is going.

Hey princess! Just checking in to see how your doing.

You're*

Really?

Yep! Anyways, I'm doing okay, I got into a huge fight with Emma yesterday, or was it today? My days are all getting jumbled together.

I hear somebody coming down the stairs, so I swipe off the messages app and go onto a shopping app. I find tons of stuff that looks good on the models but not on me.

I look up to see Louis walking into the kitchen, holding a cup of something in his hand.

"Hi my darling, how's your day?" He asks, sitting in a spot in front of me. I shrug.

"Honestly, I couldn't tell you. Emma and I had a fight, then Dad called me here and told me her and Niall were coming." I explain. He nods his head in understanding.

"It's completely normal for friends to have arguments. You two will work it out and before you know it you'll be riding in a mustang to Vancouver or PEI." Louis tells me. I just sigh.

"I know." I say. He gives me a reassuring smile. I love my fathers, I wouldn't change them for the world.

"What's on your finger?" My fathers voice breaks through my thoughts, and I look down at my ring finger.

"Oh shit, I was waiting to tell you!" I didn't want him to find out like this! Louis looks at me, waiting for me to continue.

"Zayn proposed, Pa. I'm engaged." I tell him. His face lights up with joy. In these few seconds, I've never seen him run faster. Not even on the football field.