Equal Ice // Harry Styles AU

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Gabrielle’s POV

Once we got to Bella’s mom’s car, Bella’s mom sat in the drivers seat, Bella sat in the passenger seat, and I sat in the back like I usually do when I ride with them Every now and then Bella will sit in the back with me, but she usually sits up front with her mom.

“Gabrielle we have to go run some errands, so why don’t you call your dad and ask if it’s okay if you come with us if you want. If not then I’ll just go ahead and take you home,” Bella’s mom told me once all three of us were in the car and had our seat belts buckled.

“Okay,” I said, and took my phone out of my skating bag.

I knew my dad would be okay with me staying with them for another hour or so, because he usually is, but I know that Bella’s mom just wanted me to call to be safe. I found my dad’s name in my contact list, and pressed on it. After it rang about four times, I was about to hang up since he obviously wasn’t going to answer. On the last ring though I finally heard his voice through the phone.

“Hello?” he said rushed.

“Hey dad,” I said.

“Oh, hey Gabi, look I’m about to start a meeting, so if I could just call you back that’d be great,” he told me.

“Okay well I was just wondering if I could spend like another hour with Bella before going home,” I said, asking my question anyway.

“Yeah, that’s fine, I’ll probably be home later. Have fun,” he said, still rushed and then hung up.

“Bye,” I whispered even though he already hung up. I sighed as I brought my phone away from my ear and locked it as I put it back in my bag.

“So what did he say?” Bella asked from the passenger seat.

“He said I could hang out with you both for awhile, he won’t be home until later,” I told them.

“Okay, great,” Bella’s mom said and began to drive out of her parking spot.

“I knew he’d let you stay with us for while,” Bella said as he mom began driving out of the parking lot.

“He always does,” I said, trying not to have an attitude about it.

“Come on girls, you know Gabrielle’s dad works hard, he is a single parent and needs to work longer hours,” Bella’s mom told us.

“Yeah, I know,” I said, and leaned my head back in the seat as I looked out the window while Bella’s mom drove to the first store she needed to go to.

My dad has been raising me by himself almost my whole live. About three years after I was born, my mom left us. My dad still hasn’t told me why, and I don’t think he ever will. He didn’t seem to be very angry about her leaving, because when I was younger he would show me pictures of her all the time, and tell me stories about her when I would ask him what she was like. I have a drawer in my room full of different pictures of her that I’ve always liked to look at every now and then.

As I got older though, he began to close up about talking about her more. I usually think it’s because the older I got, the more things I understood and the more questions I would ask about her. Even though he had to raise me by himself, he did do a pretty good job of it. It’s not easy for dad’s to raise daughters on their own because raising a girl is a lot different compared to raising a boy. He always wanted to be over prepared with certain things, especially in m early teenage years.

Getting into ice skating when I was six though really helped him a lot because he met all the skating mom’s, and they thought him how to properly pull up my hair into different buns and ponytails. That’s how I first met Bella; her mom was all about helping my dad out with me and getting my ready for competitions.