I Know I Shouldn't (Sequel To I Need You So Much) [Oliver Sykes Fan Fic]

Fight The Storm

Song: I'm Not Angry Anymore by Paramore

Melody

"Dad, can I have my friends over tomorrow?" I questioned after everyone had left. When Tyler had gone to the bathroom, Jake and agreed that we should get together at my house. 

"Didn't you just have them over?" he replied with a chuckle. For someone who wanted me to make friends, he sure as hell was stubborn about letting me have them over. 

"Well, tomorrow's Tyler's birthday," I explained with a hopeful look. I could already see the reasons to not let me have them over formulating in his head. 

"Don't you have school work to do tomorrow?" he pointed out. He acted like he knew it all and that school was way more important, which was rich coming from him since he didn't even finish high school. 

"I did it all Friday night," I lied. I had been hanging out with Tyler on Friday and hadn't done any homework, but he didn't have to know that. 

"You've been spending a lot of time with Tyler. I thought you said it was a one time thing," he responded. I wanted to just say that I lied and that I really liked him, but I knew I couldn't. 

"Well, it turns out he...he likes me, too," I replied softly. I didn't get why everyone else's parents were ok with their kids dating, but I was 'too young.'

"I told you you were too young to date," he reminded me. He acted as if I had forgotten. I remembered how he was overprotective about dating. I remembered how ridiculous he was being. For some reason, his comment made the anger boil up inside of me and suddenly, all I wanted to do was yell at him. 

"You know, like, everyone at school is dating," I pointed out. It was true. Jared had a girlfriend last year. Mum was right when she said that he just didn't want me growing up. 

"And if everyone jumped off a bridge, would you think it was ok?" he asked. The question actually surprised me since it was a classical thing parents asked their kids and my dad usually wasn't like every other parent. 

"No, but that's different, Dad. That's life threatening. Is having a boyfriend life threatening?" I retorted. When he didn't know how to answer, I could feel my hands clench into fists. "No, it's not, so, why can't you just be happy for me?" I added, my voice rising. 

"Because I don't think you should have a boyfriend at thirteen!" he shouted back. Unless he had this amazing reason that he was keeping from me, I was going to stay pissed at him. 

"Why not? Give me one good reason why!" I retorted in a yell. I knew he didn't have a good reason besides my age. 

"You're too young!" he screamed back. I had to resist the urge to shrink back from his yell. My dad didn't raise his voice very often, so the fact that he was yelling was a bit scary. 

"What makes me too young? It's not like we're getting married. We're just going out," I shouted, trying to mask my fear. You try have a tall tattooed man who barely ever got angry yell at you. You'd be afraid, too. 

"So, you are going out. You lied to me!" he yelled. It wasn't fair that at the time he asked the question, we hadn't been together, but I decided not to harp on that. 

"Yeah, because you're being ridiculous about this. Why can't I just hang out with a guy that I like without you acting like it's the worst thing in the world?" I cried out. If he said his actions were justified I might actually punch him. "And then you're rude to him when he's here. Why can't you at least be polite to him? He never did anything to you!" I added at a loud volume. 

He started to say something, but the best insult came into my mind at that time and I knew it would shut him up. "Why do you even care? You're never even home! You'll be gone in a few days!" I screamed, feeling tears coming to my eyes. 

As I predicted, my comment made him shut his mouth just as he was about to yell something at me. "Melody, that's not fair. You know I'd be here with you guys all the time if I could, but I need to be on tour," he explained slowly and his normal tone. 

"You could be here. You could quit the band and stay home with us, but you don't," I countered. I knew it was an unfair request, but I was just so angry that it didn't even mattered.

"What would I do hear? How would I make money to support you guys? I'm gone all the time so you can have clothes and food and a place to live. You think that if I could do all that and still be able to see you, Harmony, and Linkin every night, I wouldn't? I really want to be here, but I just can't," he told me. I knew it took a lot for him to say all that and I almost felt bad for making him. "I hate that I've missed so much of your life," he murmured to himself so that I could barely. 

"So, is that the reason you don't want me with Tyler? Because you don't want to miss anymore of me growing up?" I asked hesitantly. He looked down at the floor as if he was an embarrassed child and avoided my eyes. 

"Yeah. I've just missed so much already and I don't want you to grow up faster than you should," he responded sheepishly. Even before Mum told me, I had a hunch that growing up was the issue and it looked like I was right.

"Dad, I'll always be your little girl, you have to let me grow up. I'm not always going to be a child. As much as I love you and I know that you're looking our for me, I'm gonna need some space as I get older," I explained, hoping he would understand. I did love him and think that he was an amazing father even if he wanted me to stay little for the rest of my life. 

"I know. I guess it's just hard to let go, Mel. I'm sorry," he told me. He apology took me be surprise. It didn't take long for him to realize how wrong he was being. 

"I love you, dad, but I just need some space," I replied, pulling him into a hug. He wasn't much of a hug person, but he wrapped his arms around me in return. 

"Yes, you can have you're friends over," he said suddenly. I had almost forgotten why this whole fight had started, but when he said it, a smile appeared on my face. It looked like everything was the way it should be again.