Blue ( Harry Styles - Fanfiction)

Unsaid Truths

Authors Note: Hey guys! Hope you all had a wonderful Saturday. Here is part three of Blue, I hope you enjoy it. I wrote this part a few days ago, but have been editing it non-stop and now I am finally content with how it's turned out, and I hope you enjoy it as well.

I didn't add Helena's mother, or father to the Cast, as well as Zayn. Simply because they are not one of the main characters and I reserved the cast for the most important characters that will appear throughout this story repeatedly.

But if you want to know who plays who, these are the faces I picture when thinking of Helena's parents, and you guys already know of Zayn's beauty :)

Nancy Carter (Previously known as Nancy Melrose) played by Jennifer Connelly (she is stunning)

And John Melrose played by Patrick Dempsey (ULTIMATE BABY DADDY)

ENJOY, VOTE AND LEAVE A COMMENT!

- M xx

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Helena's P.O.V

My mother and father both looked at me as I stood in the foyer, my hands by my side and my phone loosely held in between my fingers.

I have no idea what I could possibly say to make this situation only slightly better.

Nothing. I can say nothing to make me less screwed then I already am.

"You've literally had me up all night. Waiting for you to walk through the damn door! And you never showed up." my mother begins, her voice loud and cold, and I want to say something snarky back such as, 'are you sure it wasn't Andrew that kept you up all night?' but I refrain from opening my mouth, in hopes of just pouting and giving my parents the saddest look I could muster.

"Helena.. I thought you were hurt, or worse, dead. And don't say it's stupid of me to think that way. I'm a mother. It's okay for me to jump to conclusions." her voice is softer now, and her eyes warm up. She holds out her arms and I walk into them.

I needed the comfort more then anything. Last night and this afternoon have been quite eventful. Well for me they were, seeing as I am socially awkward and prefer my computer over human contact.

"I'm sorry. Hey dad" I smile at my father, his eyes meeting mine and the pissed off look on his face melts into one of a relieved smile.

I walk out of my mothers arms and into my dads, giving him a tight hug and then asking how he's been seeing as I only see him during the weekend, and have no time to speak to him during the week. I'm in my last year of high-school, and we're in the middle of the year now, meaning that the only term I am used to at this point is 'exams'.

"I've been good cookie, how have you been?" he asks, referring to me as my childhood nickname as he ruffled my hair. I playfully scowled at him and he lets out a small chuckle.

"Go pack up your bag, I'll be waiting down here." he says after a few moments, and I nod my head before skipping up the steps, two at a time.

Once I'm in my room, I instantly shut the door and lock it, leaning my back against the wood.

Memories of last night begin to pelt against my brain, and I become nauseous again. Just thinking of his green eyes, and those lovely black ripped jeans of his has me curling into a ball against my hardwood floor.

I think if I will ever see him again? And I wonder how he knows Riley...

Speaking of Riley, I remember his missed call and feel my blood boil. I hate when my body reacts differently then my brain and emotions do. I look down at my phone, and quickly send Darla a message. Asking her what she was up to today, and what happened to her last night.