Antidote ;Sequel to Kryptonite;

Chapter Fourteen: Departure

"Are you ready?" I called out as I kept my eyes on my reflection. My hair was pulled back in a half-up do. My hair was straight as a stick, cascading down my back. I spun around slowly, watching the way my maroon skirt twirled. My white button up was tucked into it, matching my keds. Last time I saw my father, I didn't look so great. I just wanted to impress him for some reason. Perhaps I could show him the daughter he missed out on.

When I didn't get a response, I walked out of the bathroom and shut it behind me. "Harry?" I repeated. I was in front of the door with my fist ready to knock when he opened it. My eyes widened as I took in his appearance. He was so unbelievably handsome. His long legs clad in fitted black jeans, a white shirt with a blue blazer thrown over. I wanted to rub my hands all over him. Wait- whoa! What did I just think?

"Like what you see?" He asked with a cheeky smile. I rolled my eyes before turning back around and walking away. "You look nice," his compliment made me pause for a second.

"Thanks," I hesitated. I didn't look back at him. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah," he paused. "Can we talk?" My heart stopped beating for a moment as those words processed in my head. He took my silence as a yes. He talked while we walked out of the hotel and into a van to take us to my father's. "So, we're obviously still dating in the media's eyes. Simon said it would be too suspicious if we stopped dating so soon," his words were true. Technically, it had only been a week that the media knew of Tina and Harry physically being back together. "Simon offered to pay for everything if you come with us on tour for a bit."

"Me?" I slid over and allowed enough space between us.

"Yes," he elongated the word as if I couldn't understand it. "Like I said, Simon will pay for everything. The room, any food you eat- everything. What do you say?" Harry's eyes swept over my face, trying to read my expression. Keep calm, I reminded myself. I turned away and looked out the window.

I didn't have anything else to do this summer. And despite the ill-feelings I had for Harry at the moment, I wanted to stay with him. Somewhere deep, deep, deep down the sweet and funny Harry I had grown to adore was still there. Or so I hoped. I hoped his behavior was just a facade, but who knows what he was thinking. "Sure," I responded before I could finish my internal debate. Harry gave me a small smile before turning his face away. At least now I get to spend more time with the boys.

"Awesome, I'll let Simon know," he pulled his phone out and started texting who I assumed was Simon. "The next stop at the tour is Nevada. Just be ready by tomorrow morning."

"Wait, we leave tomorrow?" My eyebrows shot up. That was incredibly soon.

"Yes... Is that okay?" Harry looked at me and I nodded. A small pout formed on my lips as I realized this was the last time I would get to see my father. For now... Maybe I could come visit him again.

The car pulled up to the house and we got out. Harry looked nervous and I couldn't help but smile. "Don't worry, he's fantastic," I tried to ease his nerves.

"I'm not worried," his voice gave way that it was a lie. That was sweet of him. My smile didn't disappear as I knocked on the door. When my father opened the door, I couldn't help but embrace him in a hug. What if this was one of the last times I ever saw him? Was I ready to leave him right after we began to rebuild our relationship? My father chuckled as he squeezed me back. When we pulled away, I noticed his eyes sizing Harry up.

"You are Harry, I presume," he inquired as he stuck his hand out. Harry reached out and gave my father a firm shake.

"Yes sir. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Greenwell," Harry smiled and I nearly fainted. His smile was so perfect and white. Harry's eyes flickered to mine and I blushed as soon as he caught me.