𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝

Amelia was nervous. She was more nervous than she thinks she's ever been in her life.

Telling her dad she was gay was a thought that had been haunting her since the moment she realised for herself that she was in fact a lesbian, sure Harry was the most accepting and loving person she knew, but he was still her dad and telling him anything significant always made her nervous.

She'd thought over all the possible outcomes in her head millions of times, her dad may find her weird, he may think that she's different because she doesn't like guys. Harry had always made sure that Amelia knew that she could be whoever she wanted and it wouldn't bother him, hell he was queer himself for God's Sake! But that didn't settle her nerves a whole lot.

She'd been hiding the fact she was a lesbian for a little over a year now, would Harry think he'd failed as a parent or that Amelia didn't trust him enough to tell him sooner if he knew that?

Would he see her totally different? Would she not be the girl he raised anymore now that she had a gender preference for her partner?

Amelia already knew she didn't really give off huge stereotypical lesbian vibes, when she'd told her best friend the first thing she said was; 'But you don't seem like a lesbian?' followed by 'Oh God you don't have a crush on me do you?' That didn't really bother Amelia much though because she knew it could be a typical reaction, as much as it still hurt her.

And that was another thing she was worried about, would her dad think she wanted to get with any women she laid eyes on just because she was gay?

Deep down she knew her dad would support her endlessly but it was hard to realise that when you're so nervous about telling someone so close to you something that is so big and such a huge part of who you are as a person.

But she made up her mind. She'd decided that she had to tell her dad today, it was killing her keeping something so big from him, especially because she told him everything.

She knew that if she told Harry then it would make it easier to tell her mum who she was even more worried about telling because maybe she'd think she wouldn't want to do anything girly or fun with her any more, which was entirely not true.

Yet here she was, knocking on the door to her fathers office, her hands shaking and trying her hardest not to start crying, "Yeah?" Harry calls back making Amelia push the office door open.

"Hey pet, you alright?" Harry asks his fifteen year old daughter, giving her a soft smile.

The sight would make Amelia laugh if she weren't so nervous; here she was on the verge of tears because she's going to tell her dad she's gay while he's sat at his office desk in a purple dressing gown, his hair wrapped up in a towel to dry and a face mask coating his face as he tests out colours for his upcoming nail polish release.

"Can I uh, can I talk to you about something dad?" She asks, deciding that it's now or never.

"Course you can" Harry smiles motioning for her to come inside.

She treads into the office sitting on the chair across from him at the desk, taking a deep breath, "What's up?" Harry asks, screwing the cap back onto a pink nail polish and giving her his full attention.

"There's just, uhm, there's this thing I've been wanting to tell you for a while now and-" She starts interrupting herself by running her hands over her face.

"Hey, are you alright? You know you can tell me anything right?" Harry says, noticing the tears welling in Amelia's eyes.

"I just, I've been feeling a certain way for a while now and I don't know how I'm going to explain it to you" She says, her voice wobbly as she tries to gather up the right words to tell her dad without completely disappointing him.

"I'm a lesbian dad" She says quietly, her tears falling as she looks up at her dad who's looking at her with furrowed eyebrows.

"I don't know why I didn't tell you sooner and I'm sorry I'm so so sorry but I just couldn't find the right time or-" Amelia rambles getting interrupted by Harry.

"Hey, hey, look at me Mila, I'm always going to love you regardless of who you love, the heart wants what it wants and all that, I love you so much and that's not going to change based off who you're attracted to" Harry says, leaning forward and reaching for his daughters hand.

"You're not upset?" Amelia asks, "Of course I'm not upset Mimi, why would you think such a thing hm? You're my daughter and my best friend, that's not going to change because you like girls" He says softly, wiping away her tears with the pad of his thumb.

"I just thought you might feel like you're losing a daughter or something, I read all these different stories about people who came out to their families and it ended badly for them" Amelia explains, "I've still got you peaches, I'm not losing anything, you've got to remember that I love you regardless of anything else, you can tell me anything yeah?" Harry smiles, Amelia nods, swiping away her tears and sniffling a little, "That went a lot better than I expected, don't know why I cried" She chuckles, "I cried when I told my mum that I didn't feel comfortable labelling myself, it's a big step and a huge part of personal growth Mimi, it's totally normal to be emotional about it" Harry explains keeping a smile on his face.

"I am so proud of you, you know that? You had the bravery to tell me and I am so, so proud of you for that" Harry smiles, kissing her forehead, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

"I've got a favor to ask" She smiles, "What?" Harry asks, "Can you help me tell mum? Maybe just hold my hand, I don't know how she'll react and I really need you there so I'm not alone" She asks Harry making him smile, "Of course I can, when do you want to tell her?" Harry asks, "As soon as I can" Amelia says, "Alright, just let me finish off painting my nails with this yeah, Jeff's asking me to sample it to see how it looks as quick as I can but then I'll be right with you" Harry says, "No rush" Amelia smiles making a move to leave.

"Mimi" Harry says, "Hm?" She responds, "I'm so proud of you" Harry smiles making Amelia grin, "I love you dad" She smiles, "I love you too pet" Harry says back, blowing her a kiss quickly, and another hundred times when she turns her back.

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This is rough but I really like the concept so I hope you all enjoyed!

Lots of loveee, Jess x.