“You are such a dork.” I giggled.
“Yeah but I’m your dork.” He replied.
“Yeah, I guess you are.” I said before I kissed him on the lips hard. Things were just starting to get heated when there was a loud knock on the door. Zayn got up and opened the door revealing my father, who had fire in his eyes.
“What do you want?” I stated emotionless as I joined Zayn at the door and crossed my arms over my chest defensively. I was ready for a fight.
“For you to come home.” He sated as if it were the most obvious thing in the world and I was Karen from Mean Girls.
“Why would I do that?”
“Look whether you like it or not you agreed to live with me and you’re here on a visa because you’re my daughter and living with me. Therefore if you want to stay in the country you have to live with me.” He said triumphantly.
“Actually, when Vera gave me work to do here she made sure my visa was changed to a work visa. I can stay in the country as long as I’m working for Vera and I can live wherever I want. I won’t let you manipulate me.”
“I still don’t want you dating him” he said motioning to Zayn.
“Well it sucks to be you because whether you like it or not I am an adult and I don’t need your permission to date. And if you really think that I tried to kill myself over being rejected by one guy then you clearly don’t understand depression or anything I went through.”
“I am your father-“
“Yes technically you are my father but you’re really more of a sperm donor. You haven’t even tried to put any effort into getting to know me. Look you said that I have to follow your rules if I live under your roof and I respect that, however, I don’t have to live with you.”
“Yeah and where will you go? Do you even have a plan? Or will you just stay here and mooch off of Zayn?”
“One call to Vera and I can have an apartment by this afternoon.”
“Yeah? And how will you pay for that apartment?”
“When I had no friends and mom was never home because she was working her ass off to keep a roof over our heads after you left with everything I was working my ass off too. I took any hours I could just so that I had something to do and I wasn’t so alone. The best part about it is that because I didn’t have any friends to do things with I never really spent my money so I have a pretty hefty savings. Not to mention my salary is probably higher than yours.”
“So that’s it you’re just throwing away any chance of us having a relationship?”
“Don’t put this on me, you ruined any chance of us having a relationship when you left and didn’t come back for more than 10 years,” and with that I slammed the door in his face.
I turned on my heel and walked toward the kitchen swinging cupboards open.
“Do you have any alcohol here?” I asked still upset by my conversation with my father.
“Don’t you think that’s a bad idea I mean don’t you still have a hangover from last night?” he said a little wary.
I popped up from my crouching position I was in to peer into a cupboard. “I suppose that’s a good point. What do normal people do to burn off stem?”
“Work out?” he suggested.
“Ew.”
“Clean?”
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Saving Grace
Fanfiction19 year old Elena Anderson's life was turned upside down when she was ripped from her home in New York city to live with her Dad in London, England after a suicide attempt. She's better for the most part but her snobby 14 year old sister tests her...
