People change~Harry Styles & Zayn Malik

Chapter 22

This man can't be Harry's father and Harry can't be a drug dealer.
"What is he talking about?" I turn to Lottie.
"Didn't you hear him?"
"Harry isn't a drug dealer!" I repeat.
"Yes. He is." The man says.
"No. This is bullshit! Harry doesn't give or do drugs and I am sure about that. I remember one day he told me that he did but then he promised me that he will try to stop them. " I say.
"Sorry, but he didn't keep his promise. He lied." Lottie tells me.
I was really piss off with her, first because she didn't tell me that she dates my brother and secondly she made a big misunderstanding here while I was out with Tami. I am sure Zayn and Harry don't take drugs. They can't.
"You know Lottie. If your brother destroys himself, that doesn't mean that the same thing do my brother and Harry. And for sure Harry isn't the dealer!" I say seriously.
"Well they do. We can go find them if you wish." She says while she looks on her pink nails. I roll my eyes in annoy and I look back to Harry's dad.
"Why are you here?"I ask.
"This is my house." He says without looking on me.
"How can that be your house? All the rooms are empty. The only thing here is this chair."Tami says.
"He burned it. And I was in the fire." He says coldly. He is looking behind of me with wide eyes. Like his memories are popping in front of him like a short movie.
"Who burned it?" I wonder. But when I hear the answer I wished I had never asked.
"My son." He looks at me. His voice deep and his eyes were dark. He is sure Harry's dad. They have the same eyes.
I hid my mouth with both of my hands.
"Why?" I try to ask.
"We were lived in France. His mother dumped us when Harry was 7. I was the only parent he could has. And I wasn't there for him. A year later, I fell in love with a woman and after 3 weeks she asked me if I want to stay with her. She didn't know that I had Harry. So I left the house while Harry was sleeping. He wasn't alone. His grandmother was downstairs so he grew up with my mother. She never wanted to see me again after this move. Before she died, she told me that she didn't want me on her funeral.
So the days past. Harry turned to his 15 and I was asking my mother how he is going so far. She never told me. Harry told her that he didn't want to keep contact neither with his mother nor with me. My mother died when Harry turned 16. She told to Harry that if he would see me to her funeral, she wanted him to make me leave. And so he did. From then I never see him again. He moved here and he stayed with my brother." He sigh.

Okey. What the hell? Harry never told me this story and for sure I didn't know that Harry was french too.
This was so bad. I start to feel sorry for Harry. He didn't has a good childhood.
"When did he burn the house?Did he know that you were here?" I ask.
"Harry burned the house the previous summer. He learnt from my brother that I am on the town and he didn't want me here. He didn't want me to live. So yes. He knew that I was here. So he came over and he just announced to me, angrily and seriously that he will burn the house. And he didn't want me to leave." He says and he shows me his burn leg and hand. Oh my god.
"But you survived." I am in shock.
"Yeah. I tried too much."
"Does he know that you are still alive?"
"No. He doesn't."
"Do you want to?"
"I...I don't know."
I need to find Harry.

"And where do you live now?"
"Here."
"No. I mean now. Where is your new house?"
"I don't have a new house. I am living here!" He repeats.
"You can't be serious. There isn't a kitchen, or a bed or something. It's empty." I say.
"I am going out and I take something to eat, and I am sleeping on this chair."
"But why?"
"Enough with the questions! Leave me alone. All of you. Leave my house!" He says angrily. I take 2 steps back and when I was ready to leave he catches my hand and I scream. He hids my mouth and he tells me on my ear: "Do not tell to Harry that I am alive." I looked at him in frighten and I just nod.
When he let me free I ran out and Tami and Lottie come with me behind of me.
"He is a psycho or something?" Tami asks.
"So? What we will do now?"Lottie says like nothing happened 2 minutes before.
"Aren't you shock?" I asks her. I am scared yet.
"Why do I? He is Harry's father."
"Wow. So magical." I say sarcasm.
"Why? You are insane. And selfish too."
"Oh yeah? What about you, best friend?Huh? How many days do you date Zayn? How many days did you know for all these? You knew. You knew ALL THIS FUCKING TIME!" I piss off and I go to her side, ready to push her, but Tami held me.
"He didn't want you to know about me and him. And he didn't tell me about all this. I found out." She says coldly.
"Why didn't we have to know?" Tami says angrily.
"We thought that you wouldn't take it good."
"Good to know that you know us so well." I sarcasm. Tami let me free and I walk away but then I turn and ask her.
"Where are they now?" I ask her coldly.
"In a friend of them. They go there everyday."
"Go me there."