Cut Ropes (A One Direction Fanfiction)

14: Sting

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I turned around to face whoever Louis was suddenly so turned off by. 

Make that two someone’s. 

“Dad?” I backed up into Louis who obviously didn’t know what to do in this situation. Especially considering the person standing just behind my father was Harry and he wasn’t looking so pleasant either. 

Even though the club was still being lively and loud around us, I felt like everything was still and quiet and my dad and I were back in our living room at home. “Come outside with me,” he said. Without any further questions he turned around and walked out of the door. I looked at Louis who was looking at Harry who was looking at me.  

“Did you tell him I was here?” I yelled at Harry. Louis now put an arm around my wrist, holding me from going up and smacking Harry in the face. He didn’t reply. “Harold!” I screamed. 

“He’s waiting for you outside,” he stated as if I didn’t know. His jaw was just as hard as mine. I huffed and slid my wrist out of Louis’ grip then stomped outside. This isn’t going down without a fight. 

My father was leaned up against the far wall of the club, dressed in the same clothes as he was during our very lovely dinner earlier this evening. As I walked up to him in my black ankle boot heels and shorter than a dwarf dress I felt satisfied that I didn’t feel the need to tug at the hem and feel uncomfortable. I can stand my ground against him. Maybe being away from my parents isn’t such a bad thing after all. 

“What?” I spat as I stood in front of him. He stood up straight and was barely taller than me. I stepped backwards. 

“Why are you doing this?” His voice was much softer than I expected. 

“Doing what? Having fun? Living a normal college life?” I questioned. There’s no way I’m letting my guard down just because he decided to act sweet. I crossed my arms over my chest and waited for his response that I know will probably try and be heart wrenching. 

“No you’re being ridiculous. You do this all the time. Every time you get upset you go and do something irrational remember when you-“

“Stop.”

“You know exactly what I’m talking about,” he barked at me. The way his voice was rising and his tone was shifting made it very clear that sweet daddy has left the building and been kicked to China. I heard footsteps to my right. 

“Harry not now,” I hissed as Harry stood by the wall, listening to our conversation. 

“If you’d please give us a minute alone, Harry” my dad smiled at Harry. Harry slowly nodded and walked away, disappearing back inside the club. 

“Logan you need to get your act together. Your mother and I discussed it. We don’t want you living with these boys so we will offer to buy you a flat a little off campus. You would have to pay rent but I assume you still have your job at the book store. You do still have your job, right?”