Idiot's Guide To Falling In Love [Completed]✔

Chapter 23

For the next seven months I did one simple thing: spend time with my friends ever second, in and out of school.

It was 2018 and technology rules the world so communication wouldn't exactly be a problem when I left but time was, which was the main reason I was stuck to my friends' side.

And besides, I know myself. I knew I would always come up with an excuse not to call them and that would end up in us drifting apart. So I decided to spend every minute I could with them. Sue me, what's a teenage girl to do?

A week before my mom and I left to Florida she convinced me to go talk to my dad.

I loved my dad then and I love my dad now, but with the divorce and all I had developed a little grudge against him. A grudge that had grown when he bailed on me on New Years. That makes me a selfish person, I know. He was visiting his mother when she was sick, of course she was his top priority but it still hurt.

I looked at the door, examining it. I thought about all the things I would say. How it felt like he was no longer my father ever since my mom and I left. How I felt betrayed when he went to Georgia and left me to start the year alone.

But then he opened the door.

One look at my dad and the words escaped my mouth. He was a mess. His hair was everywhere and his eyes were a little red, probably from crying. I mean, you have to respect a man who doesn't care to be seen crying, even if it's his daughter.

In that moment I realized, I was being selfish. He raised me, stood by me when I needed him. He always there for me and one little thing made me not talk to him for months. I was a horrible daughter.

He hugged me and held my tight. He didn't even bother to close the door, we just stood there in front of my old home.

It took a while before we finally let go, but when we did we were both a crying mess. We went inside to the living room and I saw that he hadn't changed anything since I was last there.

"Dad...I'm sorry I haven't talked to you in so long. I was just so mad, I didn't know how to react, I'm sorry." He said nothing. He just sighed and wrapped his arms around me.

"Can we go back to how we were before? I miss our cool father-daughter relationship." He nodded and smiled. "So speaking of relationships...your mother told me you have a boyfriend." I frowned. "You talked to mom?" His eyes widened. "You have a boyfriend?"

I laughed. "Yes, I have a boyfriend dad." He nodded. He was about to go all over protective dad in...

Three.

Two.

One.

"And who's the bastard that stole my little girl's heart? Do I know him? Is he a good kid? Is he older than you? Where does he live? What are his plans for the future? Do I need to get a weapon just in case?" I laughed and shook my head.

"Oh wow, and I thought I had a Latina mom for those questions. And it's Shawn." He frowned. "Becker? Who lives across the street? The one who came for the last family barbecue?" I nodded. He nodded too and looked out the window.

"Well kiddo, it looks like you're all grown up then."

"So you don't mind that I'm dating him?" He shook his head.

"You're a big girl now. You're almost eighteen; I just wished you would've told me sooner."

And I too wished I would've told him sooner. I wished it hadn't taken me so long to talk to him.

"Oh and I have some news. I'm selling the house." I looked at him in shock. "What? Where will you live then?" He gave me a sad smile. "With your grandmother in Georgia." My pulse quickened.