Endless

Chapter 2

Livia's POV

"Livia where are you!"my mum yells through my phone as I'm going back and forth on the swing.

"In the park,"I admitted honestly,I put the cigarette in my mouth and in hale all the nicotine.I don't like smoking but usually I do smoke when I am stressed,no one knows though,because they would directly think of you differently,I didn't usually care but I had enough going on.

"Your father is pissed at you come home now,"she says now much calmer.

"He is not my father,"I tell her and close the line.

I pick up my bag from the ground and get off the swing,I guess I am going home.I throw the cigarette away while I'm walking and I wonder if my words were too harsh on her.My dad died four years ago,and I think that's when I started fucking up.What really fucked me was the fact that my mum married again, a year after that.I first thought it was because of the money but my mum was a doctor and we never had a problem with money.Then I finally found out that the last months of my parents relationship my mum was cheating on my dad,with the man I'm supposed to call my father now.Worst part was the damn man was married as well but he had left his family in England for 11 years,I also found out he had a son and I just thought about how cruel he was,I missed my dad everyday,none of this was fair for him.

I get inside the house and I directly go to my room when I hear Styles calling me down.I put some perfume on making sure I don't smell like cigarettes and just put the mint inside my mouth.I get inside the kitchen and he's sitting down but I decide I'll just lean against the counter.

"Hey,"he tells me and I just answer him back by nodding my head.

He looks at me in a really annoyed way and I frown,he really thinks I can understand the silent treatments he's giving me?"Is there anything you would like me to do?"I finally ask.

"Yes and that would be talking to me like a normal person,I've been living with you for what 2 years now?"He says and I wasn't sure if the last part was a question.Does he honestly think after the things he buys for me he will suddenly replace my actual dad.Hell no,I mean Styles is a nice guy but I would never call him father or whatever,he's simply just a nice man.

"I like you,like I don't mind you but I am sorry you will never be my dad,you are someones dad though just not mine,"I tell him trying to sound as nice as possible.

"Yes that's exactly why I called you down here,"He says and I already don't like where this is going.

"My son is moving in with us,"What the fuck did he just say.

"My-son-is-moving-in-with-us,"he says taking 3 second breaks between every word to make sure I heard it clearly.

"I heard you the first time bu-"

"Perfect!You guys will get along so well,"He cuts me off and leaves the kitchen while I'm still speechless.

"Well that's gonna be fun,"I said to myself sarcastically.I mean I've seen him in photos and I think he is older than me.Whatever I guess.

  I started thinking of a lot of things,of my old friends mostly in general,I miss my bestfriend Lana.She is what I call love,I mean love doesn't always have to be those things because it's unrealistic but a bestfriend and an actual bestfriend,someone like her is love.I shrug my thoughts away before I get too emotional,I look at the time and it's 11 pm,well goodnight to me.

Harry's POV

"Are you ready?"My mum says as I get both of my suitcases off the stairs.I see the sun shining from outside the window.I hate mornings.