The Last Direction (Third Book to 'The Daughters')

Backstage with the Girls

--Recap--

I sighed, but did as I was told. I looked up to see Zayn in front of me. I was just about to look back down at my phone when he moved to the side and I saw a familiar figure standing by the door. I immediately gasped.

"You were amazing tonight." I heard him say.

I didn't respond. Instead, I ran towards him and immediately jumped on top of him, almost knocking him over. I sobbed into his shoulder not wanting to let go.

"Sweetie, don't cry. I'm here." He said as he rubbed my back as he cried into my shoulder.

This went on for about a half an hour before we finally broke the hug.

"You see, I heard that you wished that your father would come out see a concert, so I thought the first show in America would be a nice way to start this leg of the tour." Simon explained with a smile as I wiped my eyes as I continued to cry.

This has to be the best day I have had in a long time.

--End of Recap--

*Alexandra's POV*

*A half an hour later*

So a half an hour ago, Harry surprised Jamie and it was the best reaction ever. Us girls cried, even the moms. And I swear I saw tears in the dads eyes too. And now after a half an hour of hugging, they let go and wiped their eyes. Then, out of nowhere, in walks a very familiar woman. I pointed it out to the girls, who pointed it out to everyone else, but Harry and Jamie didn't notice. They were too busy talking.

"Uh, Harry, is there something you want to tell us?" Louis asked, getting his attention.

"What are you talking about?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Was there some guest that you snuck into the show tonight?" Simon asked.

"Uh," Was all that came out of Harry's mouth.

"Dad, what are they talking about?" Jamie asked slowly. Wow, that's the first time I heard her speak in months. I missed her voice.

"Uh," Was all that came out of Harry's mouth once again.

"For the love of Pete, Harry, just explain yourself. The poor woman is standing by the door looking very uncomfortable and nervous." Sophia said firmly.

Harry looked by the door and his eyes immediately went wide.

"I thought you were going to wait outside?" Harry asked panicked.

"Dad, is that Marissa?" Jamie asked with a slight smile on her face, getting her fathers attention.

"Maybe." He replied in a small voice.

Next thing you know Harry is on the floor. I have never seen Jamie move that fast in the entire time I have known her.

"I AM SO PROUD OF YOU!" Jamie yelled.

"Jamie, inside voice." Harry said from under her.

"Sorry." Jamie whispered.

"And get off of me. I can't breath." Harry added.

"Oh, sorry." Jamie said before she got up.

"Hi, I don't know if you remember me from his concert, but I'm Jamie Styles, Harry's daughter." Jamie said happily.

"I know who you are. I am a huge fan." Marissa replied, shaking Jamie's hand.

"She's hyper, don't you think." I whispered to Annemarie.

"Are you kidding me? She's more hyper than me." Annemarie whispered back.

"I hear you two." Jamie said.

"Okay girls, now that we got all of that taken care of, why don't you girls head back to the hotel. It's getting late and you have another show tomorrow." Simon told us.

"Aw, Simon," Jamie whined.

"Don't 'Aw Simon' me. Your father and his girlfriend will be here for the rest of the tour, now move." Simon said firmly.

"Wait, did you say my dad will be here for the rest of the tour?" Jamie asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, everyone will." Simon replied.

"Really?" The rest of us girls said in unison with excitement in our voices.

"Yup." Simon replied.

"How? I thought you guys said that you had work and that you could only get off work here and there?" Emily asked.

"Well, our bosses heard about the situation with Harry's situation." Liam started.

"And since Harry was feeling better, they'd all thought it be a good idea if all eight of us come see our daughters perform for the last few months of their tour." Louis added.

"What you mean since Harry was feeling better?" I asked.

"Well," Dad said, dragging the word.

"Dad, what are you not telling us?" I said firmly.

"Oh, just tell them already. They were bound to find out eventually." Simon told them.

"Well, I've been feeling like my old self again for all of about three months now." Harry said, not holding back.

"WHAT?!" We all yelled.

"You've been better for three months and you didn't even have the nerve to call me." Jamie said angrily.

"Sorry, I knew that you were busy and I di--" He didn't even get to finish his sentence before he got interrupted.

"Don't even say that you didn't want to bother her. She was sitting here feeling guilty, thinking that she had something to do with why you felt the way you felt." Annemarie snapped.

"Please, let's not get into this right now." Harry begged.

"Why not? You're girlfriend doesn't know that you were still in love with the wife that left you and your daughter behind right after she was born." Jessica snapped.

Suddenly everyone went silent as their jaws slowly dropped as Jessica realized what she had said.

"Oh my gosh, I am so sorry. I didn't mea-" Jessica started, but didn't get to finish because Harry got up and walked out.

"Jessica Malik," Perrie said firmly.

"I didn't mean it, I swear. We were all just worked up. I was just trying to defend my best friend." Jessica tried to defend herself.

"Well that plan worked out lovely. Defending your best friend just got your best friend's father into another depression." Jamie shot back.

"I'm sorry to interrupt in this little argument, but can I ask what is everyone talking about? What did she mean when she mean when she said that Harry was still in love with the wife that left him and his daughter right after she was born?" Marissa asked.

"Well, I forgot you were still standing there." Jessica said.

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