Different // Narry

16

HES

"What did i tell you about not getting close to that Horan?" My dad push my entire chest harshly making me stumble until my back hit the closet in my bedroom,

I look into his eyes furiously. I'm not even slightly afraid of him. He's annoying as fuck. But now, he's more annoying than ever. I hate him for taking me away from Niall. What rights does he has? Is it because i'm his son? Well if its because of that, i quit being his son. (A/N okay this part is funny somehow)

"I don't give a fuck, okay?" I frown my eyebrows as i stare deep into his ugly eyes. Oh god- i just realize how much i hate him.

"Well, if that's your answer then, be it. I'm going to lock you inside this room until you apologize. And if you didn't apologize, then sorry, i wont open the door for you, and if tomorrow you're still like this. Then, off you go out from Holmes chapels" He grab my key room and walk outside my room slowly,

I keep my mouth shut,

"Anytime now Harry" He stand in front of my door holding the key like its a prize,

I twitch my eyes. I wont apologize to him, not now, not ever. I wont. Even if i rot here, i don't fucking care. He's the one who should apologize, not me. What kind of father is he? Who is he? My dad is not like this, he never act like this. I miss my old dad.

"Suit yourself then" He stretch a small smile and a pity expression that spread in his entire face. He finally close my room door and i could hear the sound of the key lock the door harshly.

I'm lock.

Well- at least i still got 7 more hours to re-think about it before i'll be off from Holmes chapels.

And the fuck part is, none of the choices are good news. I definitely wont apologize to him but the side effect is, i'll be off from Holmes chapels. The second choice is, if i apologize, i will stay here but i'll lose from him.

And i rather pick the first choice though.

The only reason i love this town is because of Niall. And of course my mom, friends, pets and all, but Niall is my number one reason why i stay here. Even though sometimes he could be an asshole, but deep down i know that he's a really nice lad with a big heart.

"God, what should i do?" I feel numb. My lips chapped and my eyes hung low as i stare the wooden floor un-emotionally,

After a good long 5 hours i stayed inside without making any noise at all. Its already 7 o'clock and i still stayed down on the floor while tears started to fall like a waterfall. My eyes are really tired and i feel like i just want to die.

What should i do?

My dark eyes stare at the door for a couple of minutes before i heard a knock on the door. I raise my eyebrows seeming a little bit surprise by the knocking sound.

"Harry" a soft tone called my name gently "hey, its Mommy. I have the key, your dad is not home, can i come in?" A familiar woman voice calm my entire system.

Her voice makes my feet stumble towards the door and put my forehead in the door,

"Yeah sure mom" I whisper softly,

Suddenly the door knob slowly turns and a woman with a long brown hair look at me with a soft expression, but the soft expression drop when she saw my messy hair and my numb eyes.