Heartstopper oneshots/ requests

Our Daughter P3

Sorry this is like almost a whole month after it was initially requested by Heartstopperxx. Life has been hectic. This is also for Heartstopper_fan22 as you did also request it.

A few days had passed since Charlie caught Shell hurting herself in her bedroom. Charlie had told her that she needed to tell Nick, that he'd appreciate it coming from her. The problem was, as much as Shell wanted to tell him, she could never find the right moment.

"Your dad's in the study" Charlie tells Shell as he comes into her room with a pile of her clean clothes.
Shell was sitting on her bed on her laptop, which she looked up from to shoot Charlie a worried look.

"Just go down there and say you want to tell him about what happened the other day" Charlie offered, setting the clothes down on the desk chair and coming over to sit down on the bed.

"I know it's not a nice conversation to have, but now is a good time to have it"
"What shall I say?" Shell asked, closing her laptop
"Say you want to tell him what happened and see what he thinks about you going to see someone"
"Okay"

Shell was biting her nails, her nerves suddenly bubbling up inside of her. Was she really about to have this conversation? Why was she so scared?

"Go on, dinner will be ready soon" Charlie said slightly dismissively.

It was Charlie's turn to cook dinner because Nick was back late from work - he always ended up working late on Thursdays. Which meant he usually chilled out in the study with a glass of wine. Never a book though; Charlie wouldn't let him touch the bookshelf.

Shell took her dad's advice and made her way down the stairs. Her heart was beating so fast it was making her hands shake. Once she was down the stairs, she chickened out and went to get herself a glass of water from the kitchen.

She watched the glass fill and wanted it to take longer than it did. Stopping the tap, she pulled the glass from the sink and took a gulp from it. As if it was going to give her the bravery she needed.

With a sigh, she walked out of the kitchen and to the study. As soon as she got to the door Nick looked up with a smile.

"You alright, love?" He said with a smile, but it quickly faded when he saw the nervous look on his daughter's face, "What's up" Nick tried to say casually and Shell came into the room in response. Taking a seat on the sofa opposite the armchair Nick was on.

"I want to tell you what happened the other day" Shell stated, a little robotically, as if reading it off a script.
"Okay" Nick said encouragingly, wanting Shell to elaborate. Charlie had told him that she would at some point and Nick had said he'd be understanding.

He knew it must be hard for her, but he didn't quite know what to do to make her see that. So he sat in silence and took a sip of his wine, waiting for her to continue. Nick watched her carefully now as kept picking at the rim of her glass of water.

"Has dad told you anything?"
Shell finally looked up from her glass to look at her dad.
"Not really, I know that you erm-"
"Cut myself" Shell filled in with a sheepish smile.
Nick nodded slightly.
"Well, I asked dad if I should see someone and he asked if I wanted to" Shell explained, looking back down at her glass in her hands. She could hear Charlie moving around upstairs, probably putting clothes away.

"And I said I did" She looked up again to gauge her dad's reaction. She watched his face soften.
"Well that's good"
"Yeah"
"You want to get better?"
"Yeah"
Shell sighed in relief, she's said it. Now he knows.