KELSEY POV
My hands shook as I unlocked my front door, my emotions on the verge of exploding again. So glad it was Friday... I finally got it open, and I walked in, planning to head straight upstairs into my room.
"Hey there, Kels. How was school?" a familiar voice called. I turned to find my Dad standing in the kitchen, his smile soft and tired.
I sighed, forcing a smile on my face. " Dad, you're back," I breathed, setting down my backpack and walking to give him a tight embrace. It was nice to see my dad after almost three months. Shoot, it was nice to see at least one of my parents.
He hugged me tighter than usual, and I groaned at how he knocked the breath out of me so easily.
"I'm actually leaving tonight, just here to repack and check up on you," his deep tone said sadly, kissing my forehead. My dad was always more intimate and loving than my mother, but I always had less time with him.
Of course, I can never be too happy for long.
"Oh, where's mom?" I asked, looking up at him, refusing to let go of his waist. He patted my hair, scanning my features, disappointment in his face.
"She's still at the meeting, but she said she might be back in a few days," he kissed my hair again, letting us absorb the valuable moment.
"I miss you," I felt my voice crack, my eyes watering quickly.
I couldn't keep it in any more. I mean, that's all I've done half my life, miss him. And now that I'm trying to treasure every moment with him, the pain just hurts even more, knowing that this next time he leaves, will probably be the last I see of him.
I let out a small cry, and my dad suddenly became frantic with my sudden outburst.
"I miss you so much more. I'm so sorry, my princess," he replied as he held me tighter. It hurt when he squeezed me so tightly, but I endured it, because it felt so good to hold him again after so many months.
I sighed, knowing how much he must be hurting from being gone, but I didn't want that... I needed this time to be happy...
I sucked in a deep breath, shaking my head, before taking my hands and wiping my tears.
"No, it's okay, dad. So, how's work?" I nodded, pulling away as I passed by him to make some tea. I already know he'd want some, he always wants my tea that I make.
"It's good. Already got a few contracts going. Mom and you could finally go and get yourselves a new car or something," he chuckled, blissfully smiling at the thought of providing for us. I smiled as I finished warming up the tea.
" But enough about me.How are you, Kels? How's your health? Anything new from the doctors?" he sat down on the table, grabbing his phone when It bing'd.
My smile disappeared, as I sheepishly nodded.
"No, same 'ol, lame oh'," I laughed, refusing to look at him.
"That same ol', lame oh' wasn't that good the last time your mom called me," he huffed. I looked at him as I brought his tea, sitting down beside him.
"Well, don't worry about it. I'll be fine," I nodded with a smile. He laughed as he shook his head, before it turned to a grimace.
"You remind me so much of myself, you know that Kels?" he thanked me for the tea and stirred in his sugar. I rose an eyebrow, curious. He looked at me and took a sip, approving the taste with a grin.
"You always want to make everyone happy," he looked down at his drink, a small smile as he explained, and I nodded in agreement. He took another sip.
"But only because you don't want them to go through the unhappiness you feel yourself," he finished. I froze at his words, about to argue, but in all honesty, the only reason I wanted to get defensive is because he was right.
His phone began to ring, and we both jumped. His smile disappeared as he excused himself and answered.
I sat there for a moment, pouting at his words that described me perfectly... How I always did that with my mom, Essie, and Liam, because I'm so unhappy... I don't want to die...
He walked back into the kitchen, his eyes watery. I pursed my lips, trying to be strong again.
"You got to go, already?" I guessed. He nodded, opening his arms for me. I quickly got up and embraced him tightly, and we stood there for a good few minutes.
"You be true to yourself, Kelsey. And know that you need to find your own happiness first, to be able to give out the happiness," my dad whispered as he held me tightly. I nodded, adoring my father's wise side.
"I love you, Kelsey. So much," he sighed, before kissing my forehead. I nodded, ,grimacing again.
"I love you so much more, dad," I murmured before backing away, letting him head into his room to pack.
Then there was a knock on the door, and I sighed, not even daring to wipe my tears in hopes that it was Essie.
"You got that, Kels?" my dad called out as the knock continued. I looked back in his direction as I opened the door.
"Yeah, I got it, it's probably just Ess-" I turned back to find my heart skipping a beat.
"Kelsey," Liam murmured.
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Kidney Donor// Liam Payne
Fanfiction"I hate you," he spit back. "Feeling's mutual," I shouldered him harshly for his words, his muscular figure so different from the nerd I met freshman year... He gave me a dark glare, turning as he continued to walk, the rest of his 'gang' staring...
