Dark side of light

5.Mr. Footballer and his family

It was so soft and gentle. I thought it would rather be rough and heated. It surprised me. I really didn't want to pull away, but there was something I needed to ask him. So I ignored the fact I just kissed him and felt as if I was on cloud 9.

"What happened?" I asked referring to his wounds.

"It's none of your business" he answered shortly, and slid of the counter.

"Why can't you tell me?" I insisted.

"Why would I?"

"Because I want to know"

"Sometimes it's better to not know"

"It's not like I'm going to tell anyone" I had a feeling I was testing his patience, but I wanted to know.

"Haven't your mum and dad ever told you it's not good to be nosy?!" He finally yelled. I stepped back. Ouch. Those words hurt. It's been a while since someone has mentioned my parents in my presence.

***

"Ella baby can you please stop squirming?" My mum asked probably the millionth time during this ride home.

"Daddy! Mummy no fun!" I screamed kicking my mothers seat.

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"Ugh...Louis do something with this child. You are her hero" my mum said while putting her palms at her temples.

"Princess do as mummy says" my dad asked. In my eyes he really was a hero. He was a football player and the funniest man alive.

I puffed up the air from mouth but remained silent.

"That's my girl" my dad petted my hair.

"You know what we are going to do when we get home?" He asked getting as excited as myself.

"What? What?" I asked loudly, clapping my tiny hands together.

"We are going to bake some cookies, and we'll built a Tipi. How does that sound?" He asked offering me one of his super big smiles.

"Yea!!! A Tipi!"

"But you must sit like a good girl we know you are until we're home. Promise?" My dad held out his pinkie to make pinky promise. I held out mine as we'll, but something caught my attention right above my fathers head. It was a truck speeding straight into our car.

"Louis watch the road!!" My mother screamed, but daddy wasn't quick enough. The last thing I remembered was crying for daddy to wake up. But he never did.

***

" What is it this time?" Harry's annoyed voice pulled me out of this horrible flashback. At first I didn't realise why he said that, but as soon as I felt wetness on my cheeks everything became clear. I didn't even know when I started crying. " what? You can't even take a little banter?" He asked and pretended to pout.

" Maybe I could if it wasn't for the fact the are both dead." I answered blankly. Wiping my tears away. I looked at Harry. There were many emotions on his face. But I couldn't exactly put my finger on any of them.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't kn...."he stuttered. He actually stuttered.

"Save it. I'll just go and learn how to take a banter" I said while quickly walking to the entrance. I stopped right before I walked out. " I can't believe that I thought you were good. You are nothing but a monster. Good bye Harry" I said and slammed his door.

It didn't help. Saying it out loud. I though it would, but I regretted saying he was a monster, because I could see hurt flash through his features. I didn't really think like that. I just wanted him to feel how I felt.

I quickly dialled Layla. She picked up almost immediately.

" done so quickly?" She laughed.

"Lay" my voice broke.

"Ella? What's wrong? What happened? Hey don't cry baby girl. I'm on my way. Stay in front of his house" with that she hung up.

"Daddy I need you like never before." I said to myself." Please don't leave me alone right now. I need your special cuddle." I sat on the pavement and started choking on my sobs. Suddenly I felt arms lifting me up and giving me the warm hug.