Fun night *On Hold*

Chapter 32

Ally's note: Hey, umm... Yeah. I know ya'll hate me for having SUCH A F'ING LATE UPDATE LIKE DA HECK IS WRONG WITH ME! and plus the fact that this update IS SHORT AS A DUCK. *sigh*

But yeah, I hope you guys don't hate me too much :<

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"(Y/N)?" 

"(Y/N), babe?"

I open my eyes and see Zayn right in front of me, he cupped my face and slightly smiled, "You doing okay?" He asked.

I shifted from my position... Oh, I fell asleep on the floor. Wow. I looked at him and was about to answer, until I felt a piece of clothing on my arms, dad's jacket. It then came back to me that my dad's gone. I looked down and tried to fight back the tears, but terribly failed. 

I ended up sobbing on the floor hugging the sweater close, I was curled up like a ball. I felt hands wrap around me, I looked up and saw Zayn just comforting me. I really don't know what I should do now.

I hugged Zayn back, the sweater still close to me, "Why did he have to go?" I sobbed on Zayn's shoulder, he replied with a gentle rub on the back.

I pushed away slightly from Zayn and wiped my tears away with my hands, "I was..." I sobbed, "I was so mean him!" I said aggressively and looked back down, Zayn then stood up and helped me stand up.

He led me to the bed and made me sit, "You weren't mean to him babe..." Zayn commented.

I looked at him, "I wasn't? Really, I wasn't!!? Because I think, Ignoring your dad and telling him to just leave you alone, IS BEING MEAN, ZAYN!"  I told him, screaming.

"Babe, calm down." He said as he gave me hug again.

"I- I can't Zayn." I sobbed in the hug, "I just can't forgive myself for..." I sniffed before continuing... "I can't forgive myself for being in fight with my dad, before he died..." 

"You know... I think I'll buy you some Ice cream!" He exclaimed, I looked at him and raised my eyebrow and then nodded. He went out and shut the door, leaving me once again isolated in this room.

I decided to look at my phone, and as I got my phone, the first thing I saw we're three voice messages...

Dad 

I felt my eyes fill up with more tears, they were sent a couple hours before the accident. I took a deep breath and listened to them.

Message one : "Hey princess! Listen, I'm on my way to the store, I figured I'd buy you the thing you always told me about when you were young... You know, it can be my peace offering for you. I love you princess."

At this point, I felt numb and just plain dead. I am so guilty.

Message two: "Hey uhh, Princess? What was it again? The what now? Hmm, you know I'll just ask your mom." *toot toot toot*

A small smile appeared from my lips, oh dad was such a funny guy.

Message three: "Hey Babygirl! I think you're going to love this! I'll give it to you tomorrow probably... Take care alright? Know that daddy will always, always love you. I'm so sorry too princess." *Toot toot toot*

 There are no more messages.

I looked down and closed the phone and tossed it to the side, I didn't know what to do but just sob, cry, scream, feel guilty and hate myself.

I just couldn't stop thinking about my dad's death, and how it was because he bought me a gift! I sigh, "What kind of hurtful punishment is this?!" I shouted up to the ceiling.

I don't think I could ever forgive myself.