Harry Styles BSM

87. Birthday

Your POV

This is irritating.

So irritating.

WHY CANT I SEEM TO MAKE THIS GODDAMNED RICE BALL!

WE’VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR YEARS BUT I CANT SEEM TO MAKE IT.

WHYYYYY???!

WHY MUST LIFE BE THIS CRUEL??!!!!!

“Oi, Y/N, get a hold of yourself” someone exclaimed from the kitchen doorway. Seriously people how did you get in here?

“You’re still at it I see” Niall said hugging the bag of ingredients I asked him to buy. Man. I asked for his help this morning since I know he’s the only person who seems to be expert in food that’s why, I thought he might help me, but in the end, he didn’t know also. I just thought he’s knowledgeable about food, although he is ‘I just like to eat them’ is what he said. So yeah.

“Uh, why are you all in my kitchen?” I asked “I only remember calling Niall to help me” I said referring to the two boys I mean men (what Louis said) who’s with him.

“That’s so mean Y/N, we just wanted to visit you, isn’t that enough?” Louis said with his arms crossed.

There is this tradition my mom made that every special day, we will make rice balls for everyone so now, I’m making my own rice ball and I’m going to give it to my dad.

This is my first time making one since my mom died. I remember last year, that tragic day; my mom died because of cancer and since then it seems like my father has forgotten about me or should I say, forgotten I am his daughter. I don’t hate him though. I still love him.

“Yeah right”

“Don’t you want us here?”

“Only if you’ll help me make rice balls, I might consider wanting you being here” of course that’s only a joke, I love it when they’re here to visit me.

“Now chop chop! Let’s get to work!”
After hours and hours and hours of making rice balls, were finally done! And we’ve finally destroyed the whole kitchen, just kidding, it’s not destroyed, you won’t just notice that it’s a kitchen that’s all. anyways…

“Thank you guys for helping me;” I told them. Honest, they may annoy me sometimes, especially Louis but I love them like fathers. They’re there for me when my father isn’t and yeah. Enough with the wushy washy part. Imma go give this to mah dad.

“You’re welcome. Now get going”

“Aye Sir!”

I grabbed the plate with the decorated rice ball and head for my father’s office. I stopped in front of his huge door contemplating whether I should knock or burst through the door, but bursting through it will be disrespectful especially when he’s busy. Okay, I’m nervous but I hope he’ll like it. Actually I’m scared, ever since mom died, he has devoted his time to working and I barely see him. We live in a same house and all but I barely see him. During breakfast, lunch or dinner time, I always eat alone. Sometimes he has his food delivered to his office or he doesn’t eat at all. He leaves early and comes home late; that’s why I barely see him and it feels like we’re as close as strangers, its like I don’t know him anymore.

But anyways, he’s my dad and I love him. Sooooo, here I go!

*Knock*
*Knock*

“Come in” I heard his deep raspy voice said. Slowly, I opened the door and quietly walked towards him.
He’s there in his table full of papers, his eyes never leaving the screen of his computer as he types rapidly.

“Hi dad” I said looking at him. I stood there awkwardly in front of his table; man this feels like I’m in front of the Principal’s desk; dude this is scary.
As I stood there, he’s still concentrating in his work never even looking up at me to spare me even a glance. Wait, does he even know? Had he forgotten? There’s probably a calendar around here somewhere. I looked around and noticed that there is, well….

I cleared my throat to get his attention but it seems like he still didn’t noticed me.

Awkward.

“Um… hey dad, I um… I made you a rice ball! Look! I even decorated it so it looks like you!” I exclaimed. He still wont notice me (Ey! Notice meh senpai! Hahaha lol joke)

“So, yeah I hope you’ll like it dad!”

“I’ll leave it here so you can it eat when you’re finished with your work.” I said placing the plate in front of him and he’s still busy typing.

“Dad, do you remember what day is today?” of course I was answered by silence

“Um, you know dad, today is um…”

*crash* (sorry I don’t know how it sounded like haha)

I saw the broken pieces of plate on the floor with the rice ball crushed. I looked at my father and there he stood glaring at me.

Compared to my height; the top of my head only reaches his chest so he stood there towering over me.

I looked into his eyes and I’m scared; he never looked at me this way. It feels like my knees have turned jelly and it’s shaking.

“Did you not see me busy Y/N?” he asked

“I’m sorry I just…” by the look on his face I can tell that he’s not having it; so feeling defeated I started to walk away, passing the crushed rice ball on the way.

Before I open the door I turned to look back at him “Um..”

“You are interfering with my work Y/N! We have our own chefs to make our food! If you have time to waste on trivial things, then you ought to try learning about business instead!” he yelled at me. My father never yells, well unlike now at least.

“I’m sorry!” I cried bolting to my room. Who was that man? Where have my father gone? Had he left with my mom? What is this feeling? I feel so broken inside.

I spent my time there in my room crying. Not only because of the rice ball. It seemed like he don’t remember.

“Mom, where are you? Please bring my daddy back.” I whispered before succumbing to darkness.

“You know what dad, it’s my birthday.”

I KNOW I PROBABLY SUCK HAHAHA

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