(A/N) Just to remind you incase you had forgotten or didn't read the last (A/N) this chapter is going to jump from person to person. There will be a few different POV's within it. If you get confused with the whole chapter please comment and I will explain it to you. That's all... Enjoy!
Sophia xx
Louis' POV:
The man who is stood at the door way looks just as how I had imagined him to be. All those things Courtney had said about him has been accurate or even an understatement.
My face held no shock when he opened that door to reveal the beast behind it. I want shocked, just angry... infuriated even!
The smell of alcohol and drugs were strong, and it was stinging my nostrils and probably burning my nose hairs off. That's how bad it was.
It confuses me how that vile man stood before me had managed to create such a beautiful daughter.
They look nothing, and I mean nothing a like. She has the most beautiful brown hair, with blonde tips at the bottom, and I love how it flows in the wind. Her eyes are a deep shade of brown that I get lost in. She has little rosey red cheeks and fair skin. Whereas he has scruffy dirty brown hair, that looks as though it hasn't ever had a hairbrush through it. I doubt it's been washed for that matter. His eyes are all red and blood shot - no doubt from the alcohol and drugs - and have no colour in them at all. His cheeks are barely there, all you can see is bone and It doesn't look healthy at all. His skin is dirty and covered in spots. It's as though it has never been washed, just like his hair. His face looked all oily and greecy.
Wow! First impressions do count for a lot.
I glanced over at Harry and I noticed how much his hands were shaking down by his side. He is probably filled with rage, anger and I guess... fear.
He was just staring at the man before us, with no readable expression on his face. Not once did he drop his gaze.
"Is courtney here?" Harry finally spoke up, breaking the growing silence. It was almost a monotone, the way he said it.
Courtneys dad could barely stand up properly. He fell into the front door, causing a bang.
"Eh... W-who?" He stammered, lifting himself up from his leaning position on the door.
Harry took a large step forward. "Don't screw with me!" He yelled in Courtneys fathers face.
This only made the man flinch and take a step back away from Harry. To be honest I wouldn't blame him, right now Harry is angry. Extremely angry and in no mood to be messed around with.
"Woah" The alcoholic held his hands up in defence as Harry took another step towards him.
"Tell me!" Harry spat.
His temper can get a bit out of hand when it comes to such things ans right now I'm guessing its one if those situations. It actually scares me often. It's very rare that Harry gets into a temper like this and begins to shout in peoples faces.
"I-I don't kn- know what-t you mean?" He slurred, with the smuggest grin on his face that I have ever seen.
Harry's were no longer shaking but clenched together in tight fists down at his sides. His knuckles turning white, showing me how tight his had pulled his hands shut.
"I suggest you tell me the truth right now, or I'm gonna do something that I know I will regret later." He tried to lower his voice a little and said it in a calmer tone.
A pathetic chuckle left that man's mouth. "Will you now?" He said that so clearly after slurring every other sentence so far.
"Don't tempt me!" Harry hissed though gritted teeth.
