T H R E E . O N E

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[A/N: Since last chapter is really crappy, here’s another shot for that chapter. I hope this will be better.]

“Okay, so first off… Your name is Harold Edward Styles. Your mother’s name is Phoebe Lynette Styles. Your father’s name is Friedrich Declan Styles. He’s a well-known doctor and a very good friend of my father. Both of them got the chance to live in this new planet but then, he decided to give that shot to you and give every essential thing you might need for this place,” I told him. His lips pursed while he’s gaze shifted from the laptop screen to me.

“New planet? What do you mean?” he asked.

“Here’s the thing. We were born at the planet called Earth. Almost a decade ago the Earth, as we all know it, blasted. Only the chosen ones and their families were the people who are included to the saving thing they made. Your father and mother argued with Wailord Quest who’s at that time, the father of your girlfriend… Jilliana. He doesn’t want you to come here with us but your father insisted. Wailord is a powerful man but that didn’t stop your father. The presiding president, a.k.a. the leader, made a deal with your parents. They will be left there and die while you will live. Your father trusts mine so my father is your guardian. You’ve been suffering cancer ever since you turned 8 years old. You died when you turn 14. Since you are the last Styles existing, my father restored the device that they once called Project Cade and there your remains were preserved. Two years ago, I graduated as a scientist and neurologist at that time. The government wants me to work for them but I decided to decline it because Project Cade had a failure by that time. Yesterday, as if my father predicted that Project Cade will blast anytime, you undergone some surgery and it appears to be successful since I am talking to you…” I bit my bottom lip before breaking the news to him. “Harold, promise me you will not be angry to me after I tell you this,” I told him.

“It depends if I should get angry,” he said.

I took a deep breath before speaking once more, “Well, while you are still sleeping, I injected my experiment to you. It was meant to make you stronger. I am not sure if you hear me or not but I just did that so in case the Flavians invade our place, someone can defend us. I’m sorry… I just… I want my father to be safe. He’s the only one left with me. I hope you can still forgive me.”

He snuggled me closer to his body before kissing my forehead. “I understand you love. You don’t have to be sorry… Now I know why I feel so protective of you…” he said to me. I nuzzled my head to the crook of his neck. The feeling is so new… or maybe it’s too familiar for me. This moment lasted for like a lifetime. I wanted to keep this moment forever but it’s impossible especially if my father is already here.

“I WILL NOT ALLOW THAT TO LAST LONGER,” his voice boomed and echoed around the lounge. Harold and I immediately separated from each other…well, I immediately separated from Harold while he didn’t let go of me.

“Why not?”

“Because she’s my daughter and I am not allowing her right now to do that smoochy-smoochy,” he said while doing some weird girly gestures. I rolled my eyes knowing that his over protective fatherly side was going to show. Harry was mischievously smiling at me. Oh, is that weird that I have called him another name? Oh well!

My father walked towards Harold before laying out his hand.

“I’m Dr. Severus Lexus, Aira Cassandra’s father and your father’s friend.”

“It’s nice to meet you. I’m Harold Edward Styles but I prefer to be called Edward than Harold,” he said before glancing at me. “You’re an exception love… you can call me anything you like,” he said before winking.

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