Falling for the Rock Star, I can't stand! (Harry Styles Fanfiction) COMPLETED

{ Chapter: 24 } -The Much Needed Help

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Chapter: 24

Katie Hilton

We made our way to the hotel lobby to come face-to-face with the man I have not seen in 13 years. I have not even looked at photos. All I knew of him was what Miranda told me. Miranda is my step mom, by the way. This is very scary for me. I scanned the room searching for him. I had so many questions running through my head at this very moment.

1.) Would he still look the same?

2.) Does he still love me?

3.) Would things be weird?

4.) Am I anything like him?

5.) Will we ever have a father-daughter relationship?

And many, many more...

I finally spotted him. He looked almost the same as the last time I remember. His hair was defiantly thinner and defiantly grayer. His eyes met mine and he made his way over to me. Harry squeezed my hand, reassuring me. I looked up to him and gave him a small, weak smile.

Now in front of me, stood the man who had left me 13 years ago. I was right about a few things: He defiantly looks the same, and that this would be very weird..

"Hello, Katie." His voice was defiantly the same as I remember. It was deep and he use to sing to calm me down.

What do I call him, dad or John? I cleared my throat. "Hi." That is the only thing I could think of saying.

He looked nervous. "You still look the same."

"You look the same also." I state back.

"Where's your mom at?" He was hesitant to ask.

"She's at the house. You want to head there now?" I ask.

"Let's go someplace first they owe me a favor."

"What kind of favor?" I raise my eyebrows up in confusion.

"That doesn't matter at the moment, but let's go you two." He gestures for us to follow.

Harry and I exchange a look before, we follow behind my father. We made it out to a town car. There was the driver holding the door for us. Harry and I ducked into the car and sat down. We sat there in silence for a while, not knowing what to say. Finally my dad spoke, "So.. This is your boyfriend?"

"Yes sir. This is Harry. Harry this is my uhh.., D-dad.." I managed to say.

They both mumbled, "Nice to meet you," while shaking hands. I managed to avoid eye contact with him. That was weird! I just made a total fool out of myself!

The rest of the ride was silent. When the car stopped, we got out. The place was a Rehab that my Uncle worked at. My Uncle is my mom's brother. What kind of favor does my dad have here? Does it have anything to do with my Uncle? I have so many questions swirling around in my head right now! I just don't know which I should ask right now?

"Follow me." My dad ordered. I looked over to Harry and bit my lip. He noticed my hesitation. He grabbed my hand and rubbed soothing circles with his thumb. We followed behind him. He led us inside to a waiting room. The front desk had bulletproof glass surrounding it. There were bars, security, and password locks. All of the staff I saw was wearing I.D. cards. I was very nervous at this point.