Secret Love Song - Harry Styles Series

Could This Be The End? - Part 22

"It's your dad," he whispered to you.

Harry held out your cell phone, but you shook your head. "No, I'm not talking to him," you said.

Harry sighed. "You can't ignore him forever, Y/N," he said.

"I can try," you mumbled.

Harry shook his head and answered the phone. "Hello," he said.

You glared at him. How could he do that, he knew you didn't want to talk to your father, yet here he was answering the phone.

"Uh, who is this?" Your father asked on the other line.

"I'm Harry, Y/N's boyfriend," he answered looking over at you.

You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms.

"Is Y/N there? I'd very much like to speak with her," he said.

"She is, but she doesn't really want to speak with you right now," Harry said softly.

Your dad sighed over the phone. "Can you put it on speaker for me, so she can hear what I have to say at least?"

"Uh, sure," Harry said.

He removed the phone from his ear and pressed the volume button to turn the phone call over to the speaker.

"Okay, you're on," he said.

You got up from the bed and went to walk out of the room, but Harry wrapped his free arm around your waist and lifted you up to put you back on the bed.

"Stay," he mouthed.

You gave him the finger.

"Y/N, sweetheart, I uh... I know you're upset with me and you have every right to be," he said.

You rolled your eyes. "Damn right I do," you mumbled.

"I just want you to know I'm sorry for what happened, for what I did. It should never have happened, I should never have let it happened, but I can't take it back now," he said.

"I know you're having a hard time with this and I want to tell you why I did what I did," he said.

"I don't want to hear why you chose to stick your dick in someone else," you snapped.

Harry looked over at you, shocked at not only what you said, but the tone of your voice.

"Y/N...," your father said. "Hear me out, please."

"Why? Why should I hear you out? You're a grown ass man and you chose to cheat on your wife and ruin your family! How do I know this shit hasn't happened more than this one time? How do I know you haven't been fucking other people my own life!" you shouted.

"I haven't!" He defended. "I was faithful to your Mum until recently."

"Then what changed?!" You said.

"I did, your Mum did, I... doesn't know exactly," he sighed. "We grew apart... it happens. I love your Mother, I do, but I'm not in love with her. I wasn't happy, your Mum wasn't happy. Yes, I should have ended it before being with someone else, but I was scared. It's a lame excuse, but it's the truth. I always thought your mother was my soulmate and then to find out that maybe she wasn't, crushed me. I felt if I divorced her, it would be officially over..." he sighed. "I didn't want that... not at first."

"Oh, but you thought it would be better to fuck someone else in the meantime?" You said.

"Looking back now, it was a shitty decision, but I can't take it back... but I can try and make things right. I... can't... I can't lose you too, Y/N. You're my daughter, my baby girl.... " he whispered.

You sighed looking down. "I don't know what you want me to say, Dad. Yes, I love you and I know you're my dad, but I can't forgive you for what you did, not right now. You were selfish. You only thought about your feelings and I'm sorry you weren't happy, but like you said, there were other ways to go about finding your happiness than cheating on Mum."

Your father sighed and you could tell he was getting choked up a bit. "I never wanted to hurt her or you," he whispered.

"But you did and right now you're going to have to live with that," you whispered.

"I know..." he sighed sadly. "I'll be here whenever you're ready to talk, love, okay?"

"Okay," you said.

"I love you, Y/N," he whispered.

"I, I love you, too," you sighed.

You heard your father take another breath before he hung up the phone. Harry looked over at you before sitting next to you on the bed.

"Why did you do that?" You asked.

"Because you needed to know, you needed to talk to your father about what happened," he said. "I mean honestly, don't you feel at least a little better about the situation?"

"No, I don't," you said. "Because now I know for sure my father no longer loved my mother and he wasn't happy. My parents went from a couple who was so fucking in love it was disgusting to being so unhappy my father was willing to lose everything for someone else."

"I know it sucks, but these things happen, Y/N," he sighed. "And unfortunately it happened with your parents. Does it make what your father did right? Fuck no, but like he said, it happened and he can't take it back."

"Are you saying I should forget what he did and move on from it?" You asked coldly.

"Not in those words, but I do think maybe it's time to start dealing with it," he said.

"I am dealing with it! I'm dealing with it every fucking day!" You cried.

"But you're not!" He said. "You're avoiding it! You're not talking about. You're trying to pretend like it didn't happen. That's not dealing with it."

"Well excuse me for not doing what you think I should I be doing. This is the way I'm choosing to handle it and you should respect that. You knew I didn't want to speak to my father, but you answered the phone anyway. Why can't you just let me be!"

"Because I fucking love you and it kills me seeing you like this!" He shouted. "You're the not the same girl I fell in love with! The minute you found out something in you changed. You lost a light on you or something. Even now, whenever you smile or laugh, it feels forced. That's why I think you need to actually deal with what is going on in your life before it eats you alive."

"Well if I've changed so fucking much then I guess it's only a matter of time before you break it off with me or before you go out and fuck someone! Since that seems to be what people do," you snapped.

"Damn it, Y/N!" He shouted standing up from the bed.

The two of you were only separated by a few measly inches. Anger seeped out of both of you as you glared into other's eyes.

"I'm not your fucking father!" He shouted. "I fucking love you, okay. I'm not going to leave you and I'm not going to go out and fuck someone else. I understand you're hurting, but damn it, I shouldn't have to pay for what your father did."

"You say all of that now, but who's to say you don't change your mind," you said.

Harry's face was flushed red with anger. Veins were popping out as he raised his voice at you. "Well, if you're just so fucking sure I will, then why are you even sticking around if you know our relationship is going to end the same way your parents did?" He shouted staring at you, as you stood there completely shocked by his words.

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Will this mean Harry or Y/N will be walking away? Find out next week! Don't forget to like, vote, and comment! :)