I'm just a rebel without a cause (One Direction fanfic)CANCELED

Chapter: 24

( Recap )

Once we got in front of Gemma's place Jayda turned to face me and gave me a passionate kiss right outside. Well, that clammed my nerves slightly.

Once we got inside I was relived that Dad wasn't here yet. "He's so nervous." Jayda told her, she nodded understandingly. After a little while of me being quiet and tense. There was a knock at the door. After Gemma got up to let in Dad Jayda gave my hand a reassuring squeeze as my brain was screaming at me.

With my eyes glued to the floor and my ears unable to hear properly from all the thoughts screaming inside my head. The door closed with Dad coming in.

"Harry?"

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Harry's ***POV***

I didn't dare to look up and meet his eyes. Those eyes that I once trusted. Those eyes that once loved me and supported me.

Just him saying my name made tears brim my eyes. I felt Jayda warm shoulder brush against mine. I can't believe I had the courage to look up. But I did.

As I did memories came flooding back, my mind is racing.

My Dad.... Is crying, this is the first time, eye-witness I've ever saw him cry. "H-Harry." Dad said more firmly, force of habit I looked up at him again.

Tears ran down his cheeks and were in his eyes. "Y-You-- You don't know how sorry I-I am." We're his only words before dropping lifelessly to his knees. Right in front of me and Jayda. I snagged my arm tightly around Jayda's waist, bringing us closer together.

Dad's hands were placed gently on my knees, I flinched to his touch. "Will you.... E-Ever... Forgive me? I'm sorry......." He sobbed, keeping his hands on my knees. I'm so scared shitless right now. After all the shit he put me though. All the emotional shit?

"Yeah, Dad.... I-I forgive you...." I stuttered though deep breaths. Dad smiled sadly and weakly.

"Excuse me..." He excused himself and went into the kitchen with Gemma following him.

Jayda came into my arms, I am a trembling mess in her arms. Jayda didn't speak, she just held me and did all these little things that she knows that makes me feel a whole lot better. I let out whimpers making my whole body rack.

"Baby....." Were her whispered words. She rubbed my back and whispered little nothing's into my ear. "I love you..... You're so brave, Harold...." She told me. "I love you too.." I mumbled back my voice hoarse. We stayed in each others arms under Dad and Gemma stalked back into the living room.

We both slowly leaned out of the hug. "Is this your girl, Harry?" He asked, changing the topic and sending smiles towards Jayda. I nodded. "Yeah! Michael Jackson's daughter!" Gemma piped in, smiling brightly. Dad's eyes widened slightly.

"Jayda Jackson.-- Wow, Harry. I'm impressed with you. You better treat her like a lady she is." Dad told me being his typical self. "Don't worry, he's everything I could ever ask for." Jayda defended me in a way. I smiled gently at her words.

"Good, he better. Just give me a ring, yeah?" Dad tried to brighten the mood. Jayda hummed in response before resting her head on mine.

I couldn't help to notice that Dad is sending Jayda multiple 'thank-you' smiles. "So, Harry, Jayda. How have you too been?" Dad asked sitting in the recliner chair.

"Oh, we've been fine.....--" I mumbled, trying to make my lie sound like I was actually doing fine before Jayda came into my life. But Dad knowing me too good, cut me off. "Harry, tell me the truth. I wanna know how you were when I wasn't being a good father.." He sighed deeply, and serious. I didn't respond. "Jayda how's he been?" Jayda's eyes widened slightly and gave me a 'Can-I-Tell-Him-Because-If-You-Say-No-I'm-Still-Going-To-Tell-Him' look. I nodded and sighed, Gemma hummed in response clearly interested on the topic. All eyes were on Jayda.