daddy issues

3; ice cream?

Harry was already awake when I woke up.

"Did you have a nice sleep, kitten?" He asked.

"I had a great sleep, did you?" I asked.

"I didn't sleep much," he replied.

"Oh, I'm sorry," I yawned.

"It's okay," he said getting up and walking to the door.

"We should do this again sometime, kitten."

;-;

I was at dinner with my father, he actually picked me up after school.

"So, do you like my new boss?" He asked.

"Yes. He's really hot," I smirked.

"No, don't you dare," he growled.

"Yes, he might as well be my daddy," I smirked.

"That's enough young lady! We're going back home!" He bellowed.

The whole restaurant was staring at us and he grabbed my arm and stormed of.

"Dad, you're hurting me!" I cried.

He said nothing.

"Dad!" I cried, trying to break free from his grip.

He pulled me over to the car and loosened his grip when we got there. I wriggled away and I ran as fast as I could.

I could hear heavy footsteps behind me as I ran into an alleyway.

"Stop!" I cried.

My father didn't listen, he moved closer until I could see the features on his face.

"Please, dad, please don't hurt me," I cried even more.

The blond hair poked out of the darkness and a soft Irish accent spoke,

"Bethany, it's me, Niall. I'm not gonna hurt you," he cooed.

He stepped into the light and I smiled. I hugged him as hard as I could.

"Beth, I can't breathe," he chuckled.

I cried and loosened my girl on him.

"Let's get you out of this alleyway and you can tell me what's going on," he said taking my hand.

"I'm sorry, Niall," I sighed.

"No, no, it's quite alright," he smiled.

He squeezed my hand slightly and I smiled. Niall was a great friend, why did Harry hate him so much?

"How about we get ice cream?" He smiled.

"Yes!" I cheered.

"What flavour?" He asked.

"Mint choc chip please," I grinned.

"Sure," he smiled and went into the ice cream shop.

He soon popped out with a mint choc chip and a chocolate ice cream for himself. We sat on a knee high brick wall beside the shop.

"So what happened?" He asked.

"My dad has terrible anger issues and he usually forgets to take his pills, so when I joked about his new boss being hot he lost it," I said letting a tear wander down my cheek.

"H-has he ever hurt you?" Niall asked nervously.

I nodded and more tears fell.

"You need to go to the police about this, Beth," Niall said.

"No!" I wailed, "I can't! He may be a monster but he's still my father!"

"I'm sorry," Niall cooed.

"I need to go, it's getting late," I lied.

"Do you want me to drive you?" He offered.

"No, I'm quite capable of walking," I said and walked off.

Niall infuriated me, how dare he suggest I go to the police about my own father!

I then could see what Harry meant, I couldn't trust Niall, not with this.

I pulled my phone out and texted Harry.

'To Harry;
Dinner with my father didn't go so well, I'm sorry for being a pest but would you please pick me up?'

'From Harry;
Any time, Beth, all you need to do is ask.'
;-;

I hope this chapter is good?

For those thirsty readers; yes there will be smut, however, I want a story, not just smut.

Lots of love

-unihorancorn🙎🏼