"Dad?"
My father smiles. "Hi Melly."
I look back and forth between my father and Harry.
How the actual fuck was this possible?
"Surprise?" Harry says.
I do the first thing that comes to my mind.
I slap Harry across his face, my hand's contact with his skin making a loud noise.
Harry instantly grips his cheek, shock spreading across my face.
My dad stood there, his face mirroring Harry's.
I turn around and walk back down the pathway and wait by the car.
Every emotion I ever felt had built up for this very moment.
Shock.
Angriness.
Happiness.
Hatred.
"Melanie?"
I turn around and it's Harry, his left cheek red and swollen. I couldn't even feel sorry for it right now.
"How fucking dare you?" I say stepping closer to Harry, my voice raised.
"What do you mean? I was just trying to--"
"No. I don't need your help. None of this was any of your business Harry! I'm so mad right now I can punch you in your face. What, just because I told you what happened with my father gives you the right to bring me to him?"
"Mel, please calm down..."
"No, I will not calm down. None of this was your place to do Harry. You know what, this is all my fault. I trusted you guys too much because I was a fan and now look where I ended up. I had to hit one band mate and the other one hit me. So I being the senile lunatic I am, I trusted blindly."
"Melanie, I'm sorry. I didn't know this would upset you." Harry says, clearly hurt by my words.
I shake my head and run my hand through my hair. "Just take me back to the hotel Harry."
"Okay."
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