Always (A One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixteen: Closure

"Pack your things. You're leaving the day after tomorrow." My mum states after Harry leaves.

"No. I am never going to go see him. Even when he's on his death bed, even when he is breathing his last breath. I will not." I remark coldly.

My mum opens her mouth, but I cut her off.

"And you know what? Elizabeth used to come here almost every day before you found out. He told me they were doing 'business', I didn't know he meant that kind of business. Bastard." I say, turning around.

I'm halfway up the stairs when she speaks up again, "You think this is easy for me? You're not the one who was cheated on Ellie." she says, using my old nickname.

"Then why do you want me to forgive him?" I ask from the top of the stairs.

"Because he's your dad." She says as if that's all there is to it.

"He is not my dad, he is my father. He will never be classified as my dad. Never." I hiss and make my way up the stairs.

I hear mum let out a frustrated sigh and she cusses under her breath.

"Fuck you Johnathan." I hear, before I step into my bedroom.

I unplug my phone from my charger, and there are three missed calls from Logan.

I don't think I'm ready to talk to him yet, but I want to hear his voice.

I miss him, but I won't let that emotion consume me.

I turn my phone off, and dive into my bed.

I'm about to drift off to sleep when there is a soft knock on my door.

"Come in." I say, and I expect to see my mum come in, but am surprised with the familiar blue eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I demand, pushing myself off the bed.

"You haven't told your mom yet?" Logan asks, his voice sounding so far away.

"That's none of your business. What are you doing here?" I press, crossing my arms.

"Your mum called me and asked me if I would go with you to your dad's wedding, and I couldn't exactly say no." He says, sighing.

Goddammit mom.

"I'll tell her we broke up, okay? You can go now, and you don't have to come back." I say, trying to make our face to face official break up as quick as possible, so I would not cage myself in my room again.

"Kellie." He whispers, sending shivers down my spine.

"What?" I whisper back, tears brimming my eyes.

No. I am not going to cry again.

Crying will show how much I miss him.

And even if I do, I will never let him know that.

"I'm sorry." He croaks, and he opens my door in flash, and storms down the stairs.

I choke, and I slide to the ground.

No tears fall from my eyes, and suddenly I feel the weight lift from my shoulders.

A weight that has been there ever since I convinced myself that Logan loved me enough for our relationship to last longer than anyone else's.

To not end up trampled by the responsibilities of being a star.

And if people were actual stars, I don't think I could have handled how brightly he shined.

And that's why we don't work. He's too much for me.

I finally realize that, and I do not consume myself in sadness or in grief.

I got closure from Logan, and this will probably be the last possible thing he could ever give me.

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"Mum?" I say, sitting in the stool in front of her.

"Mhmm?" She says, not looking up from the novel, she is once again engulfed in.

"Logan and I broke up." I say, looking at the crown of her head.

Her head jerks up and she furrows her eyebrows, "Just now?" she asks.

"No. I think we've broken up for a long time now, and we've only just realized it. I've only just realized it." I say, giving her a sad smile.

"Oh I'm sorry, love. Is this the reason why you were locked up in your room?" She asks, concern filled in her tone.

"I thought so, but then now that I think of it, I just needed to get over being over, you know?" I say, spinning the head of my chair slightly.

She gives me a small nod, "I'm sorry. You know what? You don't have to go Jonathan's wedding. I won't force you." She states.

"I think I'll go." I state, and my mum doesn't try to conceal the shock on her face.

"I'm not forgiving him, I'm just going to show him that I didn't need him in my life. That I grew up better better with one single parent than if he were here." I say, and mum smiles at me, and she doesn't cry.

My mum never cries, and the only reason I hate my dad is because he made her cry when he led her to believe that he loved her, but was secretly betraying the oath he made on their wedding day.

She lost it. And for that, the only emotion he will get from me is hate.

After I hug my mum, I leave the house and go to Harry's place.

He had given me his address before he left earlier this day, and I drive to his shared loft with Louis.

I smile at the man, behind the desk in the lobby and I head straight to their floor.

I find the door with their number on it, and I knock on the door, but then see the doorbell beside their door and I press it.

A short while later, a beautiful woman in nothing but an oversized polo opens the door, and smiles at me.

"Hello." She says, and I can't control my jaw from dropping to the ground.

Why was this girl here? Half naked?

A/N:

Sorry for the short chapter! School was hell, will update on Saturday or Sunday! xx