Boulevard Of Broken Dreams

Chapter 25

LOUISA POV

Drugs? I dont know how I feel about this. Like I dont want to look like a prude and a baby but then othe other hand I wasn't completely against it.

"Are you ok with that?" Harry asks.

"I dont know, I didnt know you do drugs?" I asked eyes wide.

"Well it's not really really drugs just weed, to relax the mood and that. Have you ever done weed?" He asked.

I have, on one of the last parties I went to before I left Essex I did it. It wasn't bad. I dont know just the word drugs made it sound so bad but it's only weed.

"Yes" I repiled.

"Wait really?" He looked shocked.

"Yeah, at a party in Essex. The word drugs make it sounds so bad I didn't know it was just weed" I shrugged.

"Wow, that makes you hotter"

"Cos I've done drugs? I hope thats not how you pick ladies out" I said placing a kiss of the tip of his nose.

"I wouldnt say that"

"Do you do drugs a lot? I know your job invloves drugs and that but?" I stopped wanting him to finish.

"I used to, but now its just once a month at our little get toghether, are you going to do it tonight?" He asked.

"I guess"

By this time our faces were very close to touching. We were just about to kiss as the doorbell rang. I sighed and got up to answer the door.

"Hello" greeted my cheerful postman.

"Hi"

"Right I've got three letters for you one for you mum and 2 for you girls" He handed me the lettters.

"Thanks"

"Bye" I said goodbye in return and shut the door.

this was my dad.

SONG TO LISTEN TO: Bones - Josh Record.

My hands were trembling as I walked into the kitchen and placed my mum and sisters letters on the table and walked back into the sitting room.

Harry was smiling until he seen my face.

"Who is it? Whats wrong?"

" I got a letter" I sighed.

"And?" He asked obviously and understandbly confused.

"It's from my dad"

Harry knows nothing about my dad so his face did not change. I felt bad leaving him in the dark so I sat down next to him on the sofa where I began to explain.

"My dad is in the army. I haven't seen or heard from him for a year, he went to the army when I was five and when my sister was three. We used to hear from him a lot but its slowly fizzled out. I miss him so much and everytime I get a letter I always think he is dead. I hate getting letters from him" I spilled to Harry.

I showed him the letter.

"Are you going to read it?" He asked softly.

" Im scared" I admitted.

" You'll never know if you dont read it, dont worry i'm here" He replied.

Harry then opened one of his arms for me to lie on as I tucked into him I opened the letter between deep breaths.

Dear LouBear.

Hello sweetie. I am alive, knowing you you've probably just spent 20 minutes staring at this thinking I was dead. I am not. Infact I am in good health. I hope you are not angry at me from not being able to come home for a whole year! I am shitty father, but I am comming home! YAAAY more information about that later but, I sent you a seventeen birthday card and I know you didnt get it because it got sent back to me. I hope you are doing well, and you are still dancing yes? :) I cant wait to see you dance..... I AM COMMING HOME TO SEE YOU DANCE AT THE BRITS. On the televison on the sofa with your mother. Haha. Have you got a boyfriend? If you do he better treat you right and I need to meet him. He would be very lucky to have you. Just bare in mind my shotgun is still in the garage in he fucks up. USE IT IF NEEDED You can reply back to the letter you know. I dont know exactly when I will be home but around the time when you dance at the brits. I miss you everyday and think of you all the time. I am working hard out here and fighting for the country which is the only thing that stops me from running away and being with your mother and being a father to my little girls. Well you are not so little after all :( I am being rushed off now but write back I might not be able to reply but I will read it, send pictures.