Completely Falling (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 29

I looked over at Harry and you could see the shock in his eyes. Last summer, my parents hated Harry and I had the feeling that that wasn't going to change suddenly. My uncle Simon is my moms brother so he really doesn't get along with my father because of when he cheated on her. But, last summer when my mom and I were visiting, my dad came to visit the week of my Birthday and basically threatened Harry that if he hurt me he would make sure that he regretted it. Harry did hurt me, but I now know that it wasn't his fault and that it was managements. And now my father was here giving Harry the death stare and Harry was focused on my trying to read my face to see if I was okay and I just stared at my parents in awe. I was close with my mom but she didn't like Harry either and I knew that I would be getting some sort of speech about how he hurt me and took everything from me and then left me to fend for my self or some other shit. I went on this trip to not only spend time with my best friends, but to get away from the stress of having two divorced parents that can't stand each other now.

I gained the courage to stand and Harry rubbed my back as I stood up as if to tell me that it was going to be okay. My mom walked towards me probably thinking that I was going to give her a hug but I stopped her and the words that came out of my mouth shocked me.

"Um, please excuse my french, but what the fuck are you two doing here?" The look on my mothers face was shocked. She was obviously not expecting those words and neither was I, but I continued. "You two can't stand each other and what? since it's my eighteenth birthday tomorrow you think that you two can suck it up and act like everything's okay? You always end up fighting whenever the three of us are together and you make every one of those occasions a complete and total hell! Dad, did you get bored with your perfect little family? Is that bitch of a stepmother here too because she hates me as well as those three other blonde nightmare children that you replaced me with. But really why are you here because it's sure as hell not for my birthday. Mom I know that you care, but Dad, you don't give a damn about me or my birthday.You left mom and I behind and barely call because of that bitch you married. Are you here because you saw those pictures of Harry and I in the tabloids? Do you not approve of that? Well you know what, I love him and you guys just need to leave me the fuck alone!" I was yelling by the end and then I ran upstairs into the loft so that I could still hear the conversation going on below but they couldn't see me. I left my mom with a hurt look on her face and I do regret that but my dad looked pissed. Probably because I called his wife a bitch. But I don't fucking care! I had been bottling that up for so long and It feels as if a huge weight has been lifted off of my chest. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I recognised the pattern of Elizabeth and Merida's walking.

"Hey babe," Merida said with a weary look on her face "Harry's down there looking dumbfounded around with the rest of them." She waited for a while. They were the only two that I had told the whole story to and about how I felt about it, but now the whole house knew. "We're proud of you! And you sounded like the total bitch I've been trying to get you to be since I met you!" She laughed at the end and I let out a short laugh. We heard someone shift downstairs and heard someone yelling.

"You. You fucking changed my daughter. She was perfect, practically an angel and then you turned around and fucked her over. Made her think that I was the bad guy didn't you!?" My dad was yelling at Harry "Did you seriously tell her that you love her? Because you told her that last year and then you left her. So what, when she leaves are you just going to break her again?"

I stood up and saw Harry, he was still sitting on the couch dumbfounded. with his hands in his hair trying to comprehend everything that has happened in the past ten minutes. "Sir, I really do..."

"Don't you dare say that you really love her. You are less than dirt on the bottom of my shoe to me." My dad spit.

I ran down the stairs before I even knew what I was doing. "Dad, how could you? He does love me! What happened when school started last year was all cleared up and we forgot about it and now we're fine!" I ran over to Harry and rubbed my hand on his back. He still hadn't looked up.