Him (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5

I will never get this assingment done without dad's help. I'm on third grade for goodness sake, how am I supposed to know this stuff?

"Daddyy, I need your help!" I call out anxcoiusly but don't hear a response.

Where the hell is he?

I walk downstairs and straight to the living room.

"Dad, what are you.. Daddy!" I cry out and stare at my dad who's hanging from the ceiling on a rope. 

"DAD!" I yell and collapse to the floor with tears streaming down my face.

I gasp for air and sit up on my bed, oh god. I'm having nightmares about that night again. I feel the familiar lump in my throat and feel a few tears coming down my cheeks as I lay down again hugging my pillow. I hate this. 

I've been having a hard time sleeping all the time I've been here. Thank god we're leaving tomorrow. I've been around the city shopping and stuff, and today I'm supposed to go to work with my mum, and I really would rather stay here, but I don't want to start a fight again.

Why would my own daddy want to kill himself, why didn't he want to be there when I grew up? And most of all, why did he want to leave me? He was actually a really good man, he was so nice and polite.

"Rosemarie darling get up, we're leaving in 15 minutes!" I hear someone yell from the other room, and I wipe my eyes from the tears and breathe deep getting up. I hate it when people call me by my full name.

"Yes mother" I say trying to sound as normal as possible. She didn't even cry when he died, she just simply said ''He deserved to die anyways.'' She is heartless.

I put on a simple blue t-shirt and black jeans, then put on eyeliner and mascara. For the last touch I put on a bit of lip gloss. I glance at the mirror and walk out of the room going to the kitchen.

"You don't have much time to eat, just take a apple or something." My mother says and I roll my eyes grabbing an Apple as I put on my converse.

"Why do you even want to come with you to work?" I ask her and she looks at me like I should already know, and I start putting on a ponytail.

"There's lots of good boys your age there." She says and my eyes almost pop out of my head. Does she seriously think I'll leave Harry for some office perfectionist?

"Mum, I already have a boyfriend, you know that." I tell her as she opens the doos but she just huffs as she walks to the elevator.

I close the door and walk to the elevator. The ride down is silent, except the awkward music in there. Finally the doors open and she walks out as I follow her to a taxi outside the hotel. I can't wait to get out of this place, hell, even this whole city.

I wish I could tell dad how bad I miss him. I can't forget him, who could forget their dad? I also most of all, really miss Harry. I haven't seen him in so long, except in Skype, but it isn't the same. I want to feel his skin against mine so desperately. And judging by the perverted texts he keeps sending me on my phone, and the way he talks to me on Skype and on phone I think he does too.

Harry's POV.

It's been absolute hell without Rose here, I miss her so much. How am I so crazy over a human? Well she's not ordinary, maybe that's why. And she's just so.. Perfect. I wonder how her day at her mom's work will go. I hope she'll get through it okay, since they aren't exactly best friends.

I've been calling her and texting her alot, cause I seriously have no life wihtout her. I didn't really have a life before I met her, now I have a reason to stay here, even tough that can't be so long. People would start to notice how I don't age a bit.

She told me she's been having a few nightmares, but she wouldn't say what happened, and I really don't want to make her tell me if she doesn't want to. I hope she is okay tough, she seems so sad when she's had a nightmare, almost like it's something haunting her.

"Harry, are you even listening?" Liam says and looks at me confused.

"Oh yeah sorry, I was just lost in thought I guess. What was that again?" I tell him and he shakes his head.

"It's that Rosalie girl again, isn't it?" He asks me, and I shoot him a glare.

"It's Rose, and.. Maybe." I say to him, even tough he didn't need an answer, he knows me pretty well. Since he's been around pretty much as long as I have. He was the first human I turned into a vampire, and the last.

"Whatever. Anyways, when is she coming back so you're normal again?" He says with a grin and I just shake my head with a small smile.

"Tomorrow evening." I answer to him and take a sip of the blood I have in a glass. Since we're at my place, the'res no reason to hide the fact that we drink blood.

"Praise the lord!" He yells and I bust into laughter, he is so weird. Then again, I am too.

Rose's POV.

As we get to the place my mum works at I sit down as she walks in to some conference room, and I take a glass of water. Well more like plastic, but you get the point.

After what seems like forever my mother comes out and introduces me to several people.

"Hey." I say simply, and maybe a little rudely, but I can't help it, I don't even want to be here. My mun shoots me a glare but then starts talking to them about something and I pull out my phone as I feel it buzz.

Hey, how's your day been love?

Of course it's from Harry, who else would waste their money to text me while I'm in another country.

Boring and obnoxious, yours?

I reply to him and my mom tries talking to me again but I just shake my head.

It's nice, I have an old friend over, he keeps making jokes about how I'm wierd for texting you.

Haha, how's that werd? I mean, it's normal for vampires right?

I have a tendency to laugh at everything and it's really humiliating. Especially when I'm not supposed to laugh, my mum thought I laughed at her joke she just made.

Well, let's just say that I didn't have a phone until I met you..

"Rosemarie put that pone away, dear." She says with a fake smile and I put my phone in my bag and look at her questioningly.

"This is Marcel, he is Mr. Miller's son." She says. I have no idea who Mr. Miller is, maybe he's one of mum's friends or something.

"Hi, and it's just Rose." I say as I glance at my mum making a face at me. "Anyway, nice meeting you, I'll be going now." I say to that Marcel dude and get up, it's getting late anyways so I don't think I'll have to stay.