The famous Daughter ( A One Direction fan fiction)

Chapter 8

Hey everyone! here's another quick chapter. Enjoy

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Chapter 8

Fionas POV:

I’ve never really been the kind of type who sleeps until afternoon if I am excited.

Actually, to be honest, today wasn’t an excuse. I wanted to surprise my dad and what would be better to do that than breakfast?

I let a hand slip over the dress I’m going to wear today. I can’t believe the premiere is today!

The purple dress was smooth and soft beneath my fingers. Maybe I should take a bath before making breakfast? Yes. That was the way I should do it. I grabbed my phone and starred at the time. 9:53 am! I have to get up. I run to the bath quickly and start the shower. No need for the bathtub today.  I look okay I guess. All considered ‘bout the few past days I should look like a swollen starfish or something. My eyes aren’t red of crying any more, and I don’t have those terrible bags under my eyes either. I stand and watch the reflection in the mirror before getting undressed and stepping in to the shower.

The water is refreshing, really. But also.. I came to think. One thing I shall never do upon these days. Louis had been writing last night, and I ended up ignoring him. He’s such a dull creature right now, and I’m going to ignore him the whole premiere as well.

He criticized my dads work without even seeing it. What an ignorant twat he’s become!

The combination of the warm water and the thoughts on Louis made me shake with sadness, and shortly after were tears trembling down my cheeks. A soft knock appeared on the door.

“Fi, honey? Are you crying?” My dads voice only made it worse. He didn’t know, and he didn’t need to know because it’ll make his self-esteem go low.

I have to get myself together.  A deep breath and..

“It’s.. It’s nothing dad, I’ll be there in a minute.”  I listen if he walks away but he stays.

“You know.. You can be a lot of things in your future, but acting is something you’re very bad at, Love. Get dressed, and then I’ll take you somewhere nice, so we can talk. Okay?” “Just the two of us?”

“Yes, Love. Just the two of us” He have a calming voice. That’s one of the many things I love about him.

I wipe away my tears and steps out of the shower after I’m done. I realize that I forgot to take clothes with me. Right. I throw on a towel and opens the door only to reveal my dad, who is sitting outside the door.

“Oh good Lord, Fiona! Why haven’t you any clothes on!?” He stands up faster than I can blink.

“Sorry dad. I forgot to bring my clothes.” I kinda rush past him and walk in to get dressed. He knock on my door once again.

“Fiona? Can I come in?” I sigh but opens the door, still dressed in my towel.

“Want to tell me what’s wrong?”

“Dad, please… Just…” I can’t say it. I just can’t. “… No.”

He turns around and stares at my shelf. “Is it that guy from the after party?”

How the hell did he know? I look in my mirror and catches his eyes and nods.

“He… said some bad things to me and..”

“was it about you?” He spins around and looks mad.

“N-no, but..”

“then why worry?”

Fuck this shit. I can’t lie to my very own father. I walk over and hug him. It’s the only thing I can do right now.

“Because I love you dad” I murmurs.

He holds me tight and for a moment we’re just father and daughter. It’s been a while since we have been like this.

“I’ll let you get dressed now, Fi. I’m looking forward to see your dress.” He kisses my forehead and walk out. Half out of the door he looks back and smiles.

“Pancakes or Eggs?”

“Eggs and a closed door, please”  I’m glad I have the same smile as he have.

Normally we don’t eat after we got dressed, but We’re late. I slip in the dress, curls my hair and put on some make-up before walking in to the kitchen.

“What did he tell you?” My dad sits in the SUV with me and Luke.(I haven’t really understood why Luke have to drive with us, but he is) My eyes slide over to Luke.

“Oh don’t worry Fiona. I won’t tell anyone anyway. “ He says and smiles politely.

“He said.. He said The Avengers was a stupid movie.” My dad laughs.

“And that’s it? Oh dear! Not everyone can watch a movie and love it.” He give my hand a firm squeeze before opening the door.

“ready, Love?” He smiles and takes my hand.

The cameras are everywhere. And I wonder how my dad can focus without getting blind.

“Tom. Tom over here. Tom is that your girlfriend? Tom please look over here. Tom isn’t she too young for you. Tom what about Jacqueline.”. Oh my god. These people annoys me but they are kind of funny too. It’s kind of weird, that they think I’m dating my OWN dad! Haha…… I don’t think they know that he’s my dad and not boyfriend. “Fiona over here. Are you two dating. Aren’t you too young for him. Fiona over here please. Fiona are you pregnant. How was your VS (Victoria secret) show. I couldn’t take this anymore. “Dad do something”. He looked at me and smiled. “Everyone, she’s not my girlfriend. She’s my daughter”. Everyone gasps and looked at us and I mean everyone. Every camera, paparazzi and reporters turned towards us. They bombarded us with questions and my dad told me to say back so he could answer them.

5 minutes later some of them left but my dad was still talking with some of them. The others left in a rush and sounded someone who just arrived. I couldn’t see the persons face and who it was. A bodyguard got in the middle and split them. When they calmed down and escorting out I finally had the chance to see who it is it wasn’t only one person. It was 5 guys. People gave them some space to breath and talk.I finally saw who it was.It was him. Not only him.It was my worst nightmare.

It was them..............

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End of Chapter 8

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