BoTH oF Us (#Wattys2017) |Completed|✔

SEVENTEEN~ Family Dinner

heyya guys! I made it to 200 reads! My goal is to reach at least 230 reads next! LOADS OF LOVE!!!

~Amelia

After a while I got bored playing in the sand and in the water so I decided to walk back to my fathers house. On the way there I just thought about my wet clothes. Sure enough it was already dark out and cold. I was shivering like I had Parkinson's disease. My teeth were chattering, my hands were shaking, and I was sleepy. Finally I saw his house and the guy's cars. I groaned. No way am I going in there with him.

I mustered up some courage, or what's left of it and rang the doorbell. Just my luck Justin answered the door. "Millie, where were you? Your dad was worried." Justin explained.

I rolled my eyes. "Sure he was. And I'm in love with Jessiah." I muttered.

"W-what?" Justin asked with anger flooding his eyes. I burst out laughing. "Dude. Kidding! Kidding!" I said punching his arm. I saw his lips twitch upward. "There you go! Smile it looks better on you!" I said pinching his cheek. He swatted my hand away and blushed. "Is little Justin blushing? Aww." I cooed. He blushed even more. He rolled his eyes and let me in.

At the dinner table I saw my dad, Van, Jack, Jordan, and Kenny. My dad got up and came over to me and hugged me. It felt like a real hug. I hugged him back and this time I didn't stop the tears from falling I let them fall and crash onto the floor. "I missed you sweetheart." Dad said. "I missed you too dad." I said. "Y-You can talk?!" he asked surprised. I sniffled and laughed. We let each other go. "Go and get dressed and come join us. We have to...er...discuss....something....very important." he said nervously.

I ran up the spiral steps and went to my old room. I don't really want to forgive him. All the hell and pain he put us through and now he is acting all.....nice. I find it very suspicious. He is never acted like this. Van was quiet and he even snuck me a smile downstairs. I am very confused. Everyone is acting like the whole thing earlier didn't happen. Finally after going up like 500 sets of stairs I made it to the third floor. Yes, its that big. Carefully I opened the door and saw a girl sleeping in my bed. "WHAT THE HECK!?" I yelled. I heard footsteps rush up the stairs. I saw all the guys and my dad peering over my shoulder. "Who the he** is this?!" I yelled furiously. This girl looks just like Harley, Haley's sister.

I turned around and glared at Van. "S-She....uh.....I-I-I..." Van stuttered. Justin patted my back and Jordan mouthed 'don't let him get to you'. I nodded. They're right. I cant let him ruin my night. I held up my hand.

"I'm not letting you ruin my calm mood. And you're most definitely not ruining my night." I stated calmly. The guys hugged me. "That's better than yelling at him." my father chuckled. I put on a fake smile and once everyone was down the stairs except Van my face became cold, hard, and dark.

"You know she bullies me. You know it. I don't trust her or her sisters. And you bring her into MY old room. Where WE shared memories. You are sick." I growled before slamming the door on his face. I looked at my bed and saw Harley staring at me with a smirk on her red lips. Like seriously who wears makeup while they sleep? Only her.

"Nice speech there. But he wont listen to you. I have him wrapped around my finger. He is so easy. Its just so sad how I'm the player this time and he isn't. Payback is a witch." she growled. My head was spinning. She's using Van. Oh my god! My brother the player is being played! Then a thought about our argument came into my mind. I crossed my arms and smirked. "I don't care." I said. Her eyes popped out of her head. "Y-Y-You don't?" she asked. I shook my head. "He deserves it." I said simply.

Its true actually. Van plays girls all the time, now it is time for him to get a taste of is own medicine. And I cant wait to see his face. He'll be hurt like all those girls hearts he broke including mines. My own brother said really mean things no one should hear. He cares for himself then he will see how I felt when we had that argument or when he broke those girls hearts. He will feel the pain.