We run into Harry's room laughing to find Niall on the phone. He seems worried seeing us and walks out of the room into the bathroom and closes the door, locking it. "What's all that about?", I ask Harry sitting on the bed. "I don't know, but I am still telling the fans about us on the red carpet, no matter how many warnings we get", Harry says laughing, sitting on the bed next to me. "Are you sure, I don't want us to get hurt", I say uncertain thinking about all the hate we are going to get. "Ya, you know the song 'They Don't Know About Us', right?", Harry asks staring into my eyes. "Of course I do, it is one of my favorite songs off your new album", I say smiling at him, staring back into his emerald orbs. "That song was about you and me, people all stated it was about "Larry" but it was about us", Harry says leaning in and kissing me gently. "OH YOU LITTLE WHORE!!!!!!" That outburst makes us both jump up off the bed and see my dad standing in the doorway. Tears sting in my eyes. I never wanted my dad to see us kiss. He hated Harry and I being so close, he knew we still had feelings for each other, and he and mum ruined it for us. I see Niall standing in the hallway behind my dad, his face is distorted into rage and sympathy. I see mum guide him downstairs to wait in the living room for the situation to cool down. "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THE WHOLE STORY!!!!", Harry yells back, his deep raspy voice echoing through the house, defending me. "I UNDERSTAND PERFECTLY, MY LITTLE WHORE OF A DAUGHTER WAS JUST CAUGHT IN THE ACT!!", my dad yells back, drunkenly. "GET OUT OF MY FUCKING ROOM, YOU'RE A FUCKING DRUNK THAT DOESN'T DESERVE MY MUM OR YOUR AMAZING DAUGHTER, WHO WOULD SOMEHOW FIND IT IN HER HEART TO SHOW SIMPATHY TO YOU AND NOT BLOW HER TOP LIKE I WILL, I HAVE NO SIMPATHY TO YOU OR LOVE FOR YOU, YOU'RE A LOW-LIFE DRUNK THAT DOESN'T DESERVE SIMPATHY OR LOVE!!!!!!!!!!", Harry screams, finally snapping and letting out all the anger he holds for my dad. I go to run past my dad but I feel his strong grip around my arm throwing me to the ground. "DON'T TOUCH HER!!!!!!!", Harry bellows, stepping aggressively towards my dad. "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT, YOU LITTLE PUSSY!!!", my dad screams drunkenly at Harry. I feel a sharp pain in my side. I yelp out in pain. I look up to see Harry about to attack my dad. Then I see Niall run in and grab Harry, restraining him. "DON'T YOU EVER KICK HER AGAIN!!!!", Harry screams angrier now that he is being restrained. "WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT YOU LITTLE BITCH", my dad yells kicking me again. He then yanks me up by my hair and makes me stand. Niall loses his grip on Harry and right when my dad is about to back hand me Harry tackles him onto the bed. "IF YOU EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN YOU WON'T BE AS LUCKY AS THIS!", he yells punching my dad repeatedly in the face before getting off of him and rushing over to me. "Are you ok?!?", Harry says, a little out of breath from all the yelling and fighting. I nod, running, pushing past him and Niall into my room slamming the door and sliding to the floor. Why...why?
*Author's note-This is the last chapter tonight. This one is really long, so it makes up for how short the other one were/are. To make it clear again, I am not getting abused. I am perfectly happy, my father loves me and cares for me, along side my mother. My parents also have no alcohol problems. I am an average person, with an average family. Just needed to make that clear, so no one would over react. I put that in the story to make a dramatic scene. Along with making the story more interesting. Thanks for reading, hope you enjoy. Love you all!!!*
