Love In The Lights (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

Vanessa's POV

"Have you been going to your therapist?" My Dad asked while sitting a stack of big fluffy pancakes in front of me.

"Yes I have, I have a appointment with her today at 9. That's why I am up so early." I said while saying a small thank you as I started to devour the pancakes.

Right next to Tacos, Pancakes are my absolute favorite. I could eat them everyday. But I am too lazy to make them, and I never have enough time in the morning.

He smiled. "Is that also the reason you climbed through my window at 8:15 knowing damn well today is my off day." My Dad said leaning on the counter while he sipped his mocha latte I bought for him.

"Well you changed the locks. What was I supposed to do?  No one told you to change the locks." I said after drinking some orange juice.

I guess I should kind of explain what really happened.

Before I arrived at my Dads house,  I called his phone about 3 times; he didn't answer.

So, that of course, meant he was sleep. So you know, I was just like, okay. I am just gonna let him sleep. I have a pair of keys anyways. I even planned to make him breakfast, like the angle I am.

But when I got there, and tried to open the door, my key wouldn't work to none of the doors. It was insanely frustrating.

So, I made the vast decision to climb through his window; which of course, was on the second floor.

And even better, the paparazzi was there to film it all. Note the sarcasm. Not to mention, the video of me doing so has now went viral.

Once I got inside, I walked over to his bed.

"Dad."
"Young man."
"I just climbed up the side of your house."
"I think you should get up and make me pancakes."
"I. Could. Have. Died." I said while poking his cheek.

"You're just as crazy as your Mother." He said bringing up my Mom. I smiled a sad smile.

My Mom passed away when I was 8. She had Breast Cancer, and the most terrible part of it all was that... She died.. talking to me.

There isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't cross my mind. When she died, I wanted to die too. But I know she would want me to live my life and be happy.

I sighed out loud not feeling hungry anymore. I put down my fork and pushed the plate away from me.

"Princess, don't do that. I know you miss your Mom, we all do. But we can't let her death have such a huge affect on our lives. I know for a fact, if she was here, right now, she would be yelling like usual." My Dad said giving me a hug as I smiled at the thought of my Mom always yelling. Mostly telling us to shut up to something.

"You talked to Edgar and Ricardo?" I said changing the subject. "Yeah, Right. That is what I wanted to talk to you about." My Dad started, "They are gonna be coming to L.A when they are finished doing their Movie in Mexico City with Uncle Orlando." Hearing that made me smile.

I haven't seen my older Brothers in person for 2 years. We Face Timed almost everyday, but I still missed them like crazy.

"Alright so when will they be getting back?"

"In about a month or so. You should call them. You know they miss you."

"Yeah Dad I know." I said getting up and grabbing my stuff. " I guess I should probably get going,"

"Uh, no. You aren't going anywhere until you finish your breakfast." said my Dad matter of factly.

"Dad I told you I am not hungry,  I have to go or I will be late."I said trying to leave.

"Well I guess you are gonna be late then." My Dad said making me sit back down.

"Dad I-"

"Vanessa, I am not gonna risk what happened last time you said you weren't hungry
Please just eat." My Dad said with a pleading face.

I sighed remembering how good they were and suddenly got hungry again.

"Fine."I said sitting down.
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Luckily, I made it just in time. Already being here plenty of times, I already knew what to do.

I walked up to the front desk and told the lady my name so she could call Ms. Barnes to tell her I was here.

After it was okay for me to go up, I signed my name in the check in and headed towards the elevators.

Pressing the number 7, it took me to that floor.

I never did like coming to this place; it always had the aroma of sad people. I wasn't necessarily sad, just a bit unhappy.

I personally, didn't want to go here. But my family thought it would be a good idea. Especially my Dad. Being a Daddy's girl in all, he was probably the most concerned about me.

He said that he would stop making appointments for me when I showed progress. But of course, with me being me, I pulled that little stunt today; trying to get out of eating breakfast.

Soon, I arrived on the 7th floor and found my way to her room.

My eyes skimmed the plain yet familiar walls as her door came to view.

Linda S. Barnes it read in big bold White letters on her door.

Stopping directly in front of her door, I contemplated if I wanted to go in or not.

It was pretty obvious that I didn't want to go, but I also knew I needed to go.

I sighed deeply. I slowly rose my hand up to nock on the door with my knuckle.

I knocked 3 times and soon after I heard a faint ' Come in.'

I obeyed and opened the door stepping inside of her office. Skimming the room and seeing the usual things.

A couch/ bed thingy that the patients laid on, and a chair along with a small table next to it for the Therapist.

Also, a fairly large desk and filing cabinets a little bit behind everything else.

"Hello Vanessa please take a seat. We will get started Shortly." Linda said.

I sighed, once again, closing the door.
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Okkkkkaayy so obviously Vanessa has some personal problems. I wonder how Harry will take it when she tells him or, if she decides to tell him anyways.

I just want to make clear that Vanessa is not in the best place, but don't worry, she will soon find herself again 😊😊

Byeeeer

(Yes I meant to put that 'r' in bye)

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