Eighteen~a haleb fanfiction

naps

HANNAS P.O.V
father's. A word Caleb and I, didn't enjoy saying. Neither of us had amazing experience with our dads and I don't think we ever will. But I wanted to make things right. I knocked on the big oak door of my dads home in rosewood. That's right, it was now the summer half term, and we were spending 2 days in rosewood, before going to Spain. Caleb was catching up with Toby, and I was stood nervously at my dads front door. It swung open and when he saw me, his bit his lip. It had almost been a year since I had seem or spoken to him. A small smile appeared on his lips "you look really grown up Hanna."
I nodded "can I come in?"
"you actually want to?" He questioned.
"I just want to make an effort, I'm not a little girl anymore, I'm grown up and need to make proper life decisions and this is my first one." I stated folding my arms.
"Come in." He said gesturing.

The house was the same, big and posh. I sat down on the couch and he sat in a big arm chair opposite "how are you Hanna?"
"Good." I said kindly.
"I heard you and Caleb broke up."
I sighed "we did, but the guy I was seeing, Jordan, he cheated on me and I love Caleb, so we got back together."
"Why did you break up in the first place?" He asked.
"It doesn't matter, its not like you genuinely care anyway." I snapped and quickly regreted it "sorry- I'm sorry."
"Don't worry...and why are you here?" He asked.
"I-I can't live with the fact that my father hates me, and is dissapointed in me, and genuinely can't stand the fact that I'm happy with Caleb." I spoke softly, trying not to get angry or upset.
"Hanna..." He trailed off, getting quieter.
"Because I really just want to know, what I did wrong." I mumbled resting my head in my hands.
"You didn't." He sighed.
"What. Caleb did?" I raised my eyebrows.
"No-No- I did." He said.
"What do you mean you did?" I asked.
"I should of supported you and trusted you, your a smart girl, and I should of believed you when you said Caleb was good."
"Which he is." I added hopefully.
"Yes." He said weakly. Hanna can we try again?" He asked.
I bit my lip "gradually. It's not going to take just that for me to accept you."
"I see you are making grown up decisions." He smiled.
"Yes." I looked at the small clock, situated on the wall "I better be going, me, Caleb, Toby and Spencer are going out for dinner." I said pulling my coat back on.
He led me to the door "stay safe okay?"
I nodded "bye."
"Bye." He said as I walked over. I climbed into the car and as I drove off a few years escaped my eyes
"bye dad." I whispered to myself.

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I got back to my mum and Ted's house. I walked into the kitchen where Caleb, Sean and my mum were situated. Sean wasn't as bad anymore, but I still hated him.
"Hanna?" My mum said concerned, nothing the tears in my eyes. The second Caleb hard the concern in my mums voice, he looked up and spoke "what's up Han?"
I bit my lip and Caleb walked over and hugged me tightly.
"Can we speak about it later?" I mumbled into his jumper "I'm tired."
He nodded "we'll go have a nap?"
"If you don't want to-"
He interrupted me "I want to make sure your okay."
I nodded and we went upstairs. Entering my room, I changed into comforter clothes. A vest, some track suit bottoms and I pulled one of Caleb's hoodies on, breathing in his familiar scent.
Caleb was layed on my bed under the duvet, I pulled it over and climbed under, laying on top of him and his arms wrapped around me.
"Am I too heavy? I can move if you want." I muttered.
"No, its fine. Just sleep okay?" He reassured me kissing my head.
"okay." I smiled weakly and fell asleep comfortably on Caleb.

I woke up a few hours later still rested on him, his arms even tighter around me and our legs entwined. I had no idea how he was asleep on his back, I found it impossible to sleep on my back.
I tried to move to get up, but it was difficult at how tightly he was holding me. He always did hold me tight, especially since I had told him about A all those years ago. He didn't want to ever let go of me. He had gradually started to reduce how tightly he held me in his arms, until we first got back together, its as if he feels like I'm going to leave again. Which I 100% wasn't.

He finally began to stir "oh hi beautiful."
"Hey." I said finally rolling of him and next to him. He sat up and leaned down and kissed me lightly "what's wrong?"
"I spoke to my dad."
"And..." He said hopefully.
"Hes accepted us, but I can't forgive me just yet." I said softly.
He pulled me up gently and hugged me "I'm proud of you."
"Thank you." I croaked and kissed him between both of our salty tears of happiness.