evanescent

three

"You're not my daddy, Harry and I'm not just some toy you can play with", I shouted across the room," I was a daisy fresh girl and now look what you did to me. my mom was so disgusted because I was with you and you gave me such a bad impression of what sex and relationships are suppose to be. You ruined me, Harry. It was my fault too, I wanted you but I was a sixteen year old girl and you knew better than to be with someone under aged. You are the last person I would want to be my daddy."

I waited for him to respond but he didn't say a thing. I knew that Harry wasn't used to me dominating a situation because when we were together I was submissive and obedient to every single word he said. In this moment I wanted him to fight back. I wanted him to argue with me and tell me what he wanted or how much he hated me but he didn't. He was silent.

"Go", he shouted and I jumped a little, scared at the tone in his voice and walked out of the room. Before class the weather was warm and crisp but now it was harsh and made my nose instantly cold. I rushed back to my car and sat there for a second taking in the moment I had just had.

I yelled at harry and I had to admit I was pretty proud of myself. Harry was the man who I became so weak and defenseless for. I would've have let him do anything to me just a few years ago but now I wasn't afraid to call him out on his shit. I was someone who was strong and independent all because of what he did to me. I would never be able to forgive myself if I just succumb to him again. Thinking of how I just screamed at him I knew my sixteen year old self would be so proud.

I started driving letting my mind wander off while listening to the music. I wanted to forget about what just happened with Harry and move on. I was going to be stuck in his class for the rest of the semester and if I kept dwelling on what happened today I would eventually feel guilty, apologize, and then do something I regret with him. He may have turned me into a more strong women but I also was still really sensitive and tried my best to do whatever I needed to do for people in need. If i ended up feeling guilty for yelling at Harry like that it would ruin all the progress I had made in the past few years.

When I got back to the apartment and went straight to bed to take a short nap. I liked after school naps a lot and if I didn't take a small one it would affect the whole rest of my day. I would be extremely cranky and end up taking it out on Niall which I hated doing. I had a really hard time falling asleep though, no matter how hard I tried my mind kept wandering back to Harry.

His hair was longer than the last time it was when I saw him and reached lower than his shoulders. It hid even more of his face and features. He was also dressed a lot more professional. He always wore very casual, flowy tops when he taught high school but now it seemed like he took his job seriously. he did look a little older but he hadn't aged badly. He still looked like the same harry I had known before.

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"Daisy", Niall said aggressively shoving my shoulder waking me up. Niall never got mad at me and his tone right now said he was mad at me. No matter what I had done in the past Niall never raised his voice at me and did such a good job at keeping his cool or just forgiving me. He was very protective and knew had to be mad but with me he would never be like that. it was something I loved because I knew that no matter what we could work our problems out.

"You seem mad", I said sitting up and rubbing my eyes. When I looked out the window I noticed how dark it was and began to worry. I had set my alarm for only an hour so I could make Niall and I dinner and do my homework but now it was too late for all of that.

"I'm not", he said coldly and got of the bed to put on his pajamas.

"Are you sure?", I asked and he got into bed laying the other direction so that he didn't have to look at me.

I knew he was mad even if he wouldn't admit to it. Niall was easy to read, first of all, but also Niall is an honest guy. He always tells you if something is in your teeth or if you did something to offend him but now he was being completely distant and that worried me. I decided to leave the room though to let him mull it over. If he was mad maybe I could leave him alone and he would eventually decide to tell me. It was a long shot, but it was worth it.

I microwaved myself a small meal, ate it, then went back to the room. I looked to see if Niall was asleep but he wasn't. His eyes were open and he was scrolling though something on his phone.

"Niall, I don't know what I did but I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you", I said and he sat up and stared at me. He held his stare on me for a long time before sighing.

"Do you have any idea how worried I was when I got home and heard you", he said and I was confused.

"Heard me? I was asleep?"

"Harry, oh harry, fuck me ooh yeah, right there", he imitated me and I could feel the heat run to my cheeks," you were fucking dreaming about him, Daisy! Imagine how that must have made me feel. I was so scared that you were in here with him and I was going to have to see that. I was sick to my fucking stomach, Daisy."

"Niall, I can't control my dreams I'm sorry", I said and I felt ashamed," I don't think about Harry like that anymore. He isn't someone I would want to be with. I love you Niall and you know for a fact that I didn't chose to have that dream so just leave it."

He stared me down for a while and became nervous. I had no idea what to expect from him at this point was he going to continue yelling at me or just move on. Niall and I never argued like this and I felt tears well up in my eyes thinking of the things that could come from this. They were usually so civil and thought out. Now I felt attacked and nervous.

"Do you think I'm stupid?", he asked and I didn't respond," Do you?"

"No why would you ask that?"

"I heard all the girls talking about this new hot teacher that just started today. He was the first person I thought of and I remembered how you used to be so in love with him and how at that time I was just nothing to you. Nothing."

"That was years ago", I said trying to reassure him that nothing was going to happen between Harry and I but it was hard. I was full on crying at this point and I'm sure it didn't seem very comforting coming from a crying girl. I understood every aspect of Niall's fear but I also hated that he didn't trust me. After all the time that had pasted I figured he would be able to handle something liked this coming up.

"Yeah it was and I do trust you but what if? A million what ifs ran through my mind at that moment and I hated it", he said, he didn't seem mad anymore," Do you understand where I'm coming from?"

"Of course I do but why would you even assume I was in here with him. That hurts that you would even think that. I love you Niall and you completely disregarded that. I had a sex dream.. big fucking deal."

"Daisy, you have to understand where I'm coming from", he said and I stopped him.

"I do Niall but I also just can't understand because i trust you. I trust you enough to think you would never do that to me and I expect you to do the same. It really bothers me that you hold this grudge about something I couldn't control happening in a dream."

"Daisy i-" he started and I interrupted him once more.

"Leave Niall."

"But."

"Leave."