Loved and Wanted

My Father.

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Harry's P.O.V

I stared with wide eyes at Nicoles father, who is supposed to be dead. Rose's words replay in my mind, how he faked his death, thinking the men would get scared and run off. And they did- at first.

"H-How did you know she was in here?" i took this time to take in his features, he had Nicoles eyes, and that same breathtaking smile.

"That doesn't matter right now," he said with a slight smile, "Is she okay?" He gulped, looking over at Nicole.

I looked back at her and shrugged, with a frown. "She's been asleep."

"Oh" he muttered, looking down then back up. "Well, tell me about yourself."

I turned toward him and scratched my neck awkwardly. "Uh, okay.."

He walked closer and pulled up a chair, sitting down and giving me his full attention. At the moment i didn't really know what to think, i am in a room with Nicoles "dead" father. It was weird actually, i wanted to be angry at him for leaving Nicole like that, for making her believe it was her fault all these years. But then again i can't be mad at him, because he was doing it for her protection.

"Why'd you do it?" the words left my mouth before i could process them. "You know, leave without saying goodbye, or giving an explanation." He looked at me with a blank expression and open mouth, obviously not expecting my sudden question. But at the moment i didn't care, i wanted to know, i wanted to hear him say why.

"How .. how do you know?" he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Rose told me." i simply said.

His eyes instantly grew wide, and i could see small tears forming in his eyes. "She's here?" his voice was small, weak actually.

"Of course,"

He looked away from me, i instantly felt bad for mentioning her. "Its been so long since I've seen her.. i feel so bad for leaving like that. But i had too! they would've raped her!" he was now on the verge of tears.

"I know." i whispered, looking at her pale face, intertwining our fingers. The thought of someone doing that to her makes my blood boil.

"I love them so much, i really do. But i had no choice.." he looked down at his hands, "I've missed so much in their lives the past couple years. Nicole probably blames herself-"

"She does." i said, looking straight into his eyes. "She cries herself to sleep at night, she tells me you did it because you hated her, she was convinced you shot yourself because you couldn't stand her." i said a little to harsh. He stared at me with tearful eyes.

"No.. no, this is all my fault..!" he lightly cried.

"Damn right." i said, not caring how harsh i seem. He's the reason she feels unwanted. Why she thinks no one wants her.

"How'd you guys meet?" he sniffled, changing the subject.

I looked away then speaked, "Found her pinned up against the wall by some assh- idiot, so i helped her, then we kind of just clicked." i lied, well part wasn't a lie, but we didn't click, i forced her to be mine. But something about her automatically clicked in my mind.

"Oh really?" he asked. "Take care of her." he stared at me.

"I will, don't worry."

"You never answered my question," he said.

I groaned and looked at him, "Look, I know your Nicoles father and all but I'm not going to go through my past for you." i spat a little to harsh. But its true, my past isn't something i want to live again. "And you didn't answer mine either," i pointed out.