Fate• Calfreezy Fanfiction •

•Alisha Payne• •Chapter 1•

"Hey Dad, how are you feeling?" I asked. "I feel fine baby, just a little drained, as usual. But I'm fighting" My father replied. You see, my dad isn't well at all. He's been ill for the past month and he's been in and out of hospital. I don't know what's wrong with him, but he knows and he said that he won't tell me. "At least you're feeling a little better, Dad. I need you getting better, so you can see me graduate in a couple of weeks!" I said, with a small chuckle, trying to lighten the mood. "Baby, I'll be right as rain before your graduation! I can't miss my only daughters graduation, can I? What sort of father would miss that? I wouldn't miss it for the world!" He ensured, grabbing my hand in his colourless one.

We stayed like that for a few hours, just talking about general things, like the football (soccer) scores, how university was going, and boys. Yeah, boys. I've never had a boyfriend, and I've never been kissed. It's like that film with Drew Barrymore in, where she poses as a teenage girl, just to find out information for her news paper article, and she finally gets her first kiss in the end. It's like that with me. I'm too awkward around boys. I scare them away, I think. I'm an average looking girl, I have dark brown hair. I have hazel coloured eyes. I'm 6 ft 1, I get my height from my dad. I'm 140 pounds. I'm not entirely girly, unless needed be. I always play Fifa, and I also love playing football, I started playing football at the age of 8 years, so a good 12 years playing football, I almost had a chance to play for the women's England football team, but I turned it down, as my dad became really poorly. I'm 20 years old, and I was born in London. I was born on the 16th of November, 1995. I didn't know my mum, as she passed a couple weeks after giving birth to me. My dad tells me I look like her, and he tells me stories about her. Only if I got to meet her.

"Dad, I'm going have to go home and get some sleep, and get some food, hospital chairs aren't exactly the comfiest of things to sleep on and hospital food isn't very exquisite, I'll come by tomorrow, alright? I love you!" I said, looking at the man in front of me. 'God, please don't take him anytime soon'. "Okay darling, I'll see you tomorrow! Get some sleep, you look like you haven't slept in days! I'll be right here when you come by tomorrow! I love you too baby!" He replied, holding his arms out for me to walk into. I walked into his embrace, and gave him a light squeeze, being careful not to knock any of the IV's in his body. I pulled out of the embrace, kissed my father on the forehead, and turned around and headed to the door. I grabbed the handle and opened the door, I turned around and waved at my father, before walking out and closing the door behind me. I sighed, and walked towards to entrance doors, I hate hospitals, they always make me uncomfortable. I pushed the entrance doors open and made my over to my car. I climbed in, and started up the engine. I put the car in reverse, and backed out of the car park, before making my way home.

*********Time skip**********
I finally got home after a half an hour drive. I unlocked the front door, and stepped in. I kicked off my shoes and made my way into the kitchen, and started to make myself some food. I plugged the AUX cord into my phone, and put JME's 'Test Me' on (I'm obsessed with this song atm). I begin rapping to the song, whilst dancing around the kitchen, preparing my food.

Halfway through the song, I heard a loud knock at the door. I scrunched my eyebrows together, wondering who would be knocking at this time in the morning. I turned my music down a little, and made my way to the front door. I unlocked the door, and opened it, to become face to face with someone I haven't seen in a long time.

"Alisha?" The person, asked.

"Ethan?" I replied.

"Alisha, I haven't seen you in 2 years! How have you been?" He questioned, excitedly. I just looked at him with a sour expression. "Oh you know, I've been fine apart from having to be in the hospital nearly twenty four seven, with my dad, who is really sick! Other than that, I've been fucking peachy!" I replied, coldly and sarcastically. He looked down, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know that Mark was sick, shit. I'm sorry" He apologised. I felt bad about my little outburst, so I walked up to him, and embraced him in a hug.

I pulled away from the embrace, and grabbed his bag and guided him up to the guest room. "You can stay here for the night, I can't exactly let you drive home in the dark and plus it's chucking it down with rain, so get yourself unpacked or whatever you guys do, and make yourself at home. I'll be downstairs making some tea, so if you need me shout or just come down" I stated, placing his bag down on the double bed, and walking out of the room.

I made my way back downstairs and continued to make some tea. I turned my music back on, and put 'Shut down' by Skepta on, I turned it up full blast and danced around the kitchen.

"Ethan, the tea is made, get your arse down here!" I shouted up the stairs. "I'm coming!" I heard him yell. I sat down on the sofa, and turned the tv on. A couple of minutes later, I heard Ethan walk in to the living room. "Lish? I kinda need to talk to you about something?" Ethan nervously said. I scrunched my eyebrows together, and swivelled my body so I was facing him. I nodded for him to continue. "Well, um, I was wondering if you'd like to move in with me? I feel bad for not seeing you enough and not staying in contact, but I really want you to live with me. It'd be great, I can introduce you to the boys, especially Calfreezy, you'd get on with him so well and-" I immediately cut him off. "Ethan, as much as I'd love to and as much as I love you, I can't. My dad is in the hospital, and I need to visit him everyday, I can't just move in with you and just drop seeing my dad. I already lost my mum, I can't lose my dad as well, especially when I'm living with you. I'd love to live with you, but I can't just give up all of this, plus I have my graduation in a couple of weeks and I can't just not graduate cos I'm living with you" I replied, sadly. He looked down, a hint of sadness in his eyes. He really wanted me to move in with him. I felt guilty. "You know what? I'll sleep on it, and when we go to the hospital tomorrow, I'll discuss the situation with my dad, alright? And if he says it's alright, then I'll move in with you" I agreed, smiling a little, making him grin like a child on Christmas. He tackled me in a bear hug and squeezed the air out of me. I laughed and pulled away from his embrace. "Well, I'm going to bed now, it's 4 in the morning and I haven't been sleep yet. So goodnight Behz, and I'll see you in the morning" I said, kissing his cheek, and making my way to my bedroom. "Goodnight Lish, sweet dreams!" He replied, walking into his room, and shutting the door behind him.

It's going to be a long day.