Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: 

Diana's P.O.V.

"Dad?..." I said suprised.

I could feel Harry's eyes on me. I was uncomfortable talking to my dad infront him. Partly because he didn't know who he was. I walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs to the backyard. Thankfully no one noticed me.

"Yes Diana. Its your father...the one that you havent talked to in months now." He said.

"Yea well you never really cared so why should i call you?" I said stiffly. 

"Don't you dare say that i never cared Diana. I just thought that acting wouldn't be the most stable career." He said.

"See. This is what i mean. You don't understand do you? This is my dream-" 

"And i never said that you couldn't live your dream. But you could at least let me help you. You refuse to take any money from me or let me support you. And you think that i dont care when you wont let me help you at all." He said.

"But I don't need your help. Whenever you "help" me, you always want to take control of me, my decisions and my life." I said.

"I do not approve of this carrer of yours but i do not want to argue with you right now Diana. I called to remind you that your sister will be coming to London soon."

"Yes i know father. She called me." I said.

"Well thats good listen i have to go. I have an important meeting." With that he ended the call.

There was no, how are you Diana? or Bye Diana, have a good day. It has always been like this. Work always came first for my father. I don't even know what it feels like to have one. It got worst after my mom died. He became an even more workoholic. Sure he bought us things but we never got the love that you should get from a father.

I walked back into my bedroom to find Harry still in the same spot. I sat down on the bed thinking about the conversation with my dad. He was still hiding alot of things from me. The thing he didn't know was that I knew quiet a bit at least the bit that he didn't want me to know. Harry was looking at me as if I had gone into space.

"What ?" I asked turning to him.

"Are you upset ?" He asked taking my hand.

"No of course not , and it wouldn't be with you If I was." I said looking at my iphone , wishing my dad would call back.

" I love that your face looks so beautiful even when your grumpy." said Harry putting his hands on either side of my face. And lightly brushing his lips on the point of my nose. "Hey I got you something." said Harry pulling something out of his pocket ."Close your eyes ."he says. I did as he said.

"Open them ." he says , as I do I see a beautiful necklace.  It's a heart and it has an H on the front and on the bak it read "I love you forever". 

"It's beautiful." I say almost  crying of excitment. "Thank you " I say as he is putting it on around  my neck.Then I hug him.

"Diana okey now getting back to the conversati-"

"Diana , come we got you a shake." said Eleanor jumping on my bed. 

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