Ch. 6. Two could play at this game.
"is he your boyfriend yet?" My dad asked when I finally came home from Nes' house.
I looked at him with my eyebrows pushed together. "What?"
"I'm not an idiot, Bells I'm your dad," he said putting the mail down, as I put my bag down next to the door, "you've been hanging out with him for a while, but you never brought him over."
"Dad, how'd you find out?" I walked over to him. He handed me a folded in half news paper. I unfolded it seeing what seems like me and Harry on the grass kissing. "Holy fuck." I whispered to myself.
I looked up at my dad, who had worry eyes. "You know you could trust me with anything right?" I nodded, as he walked over to me snaking his arms around me protectively. "Now, go change and meet me in my room, and you'll tell me why you're crying."
I touched my cheek realizing that's why he was being so protective.I took a deep breath, and nodded. I went to my room and searched through my draws for something comfortable to wear. I looked at my bed realizing there was a white box on it. I pushed my eyebrows together walking to it noticing a white note taped to it.
'I wanted to give you this on my last day back, but I couldn't wait to see you wearing it. I hope you enjoy it. Dimples Xx'
I looked around the room confused, but I still couldn't help but smile. I threw the top off and noticed it was a grey Jack Willis jumper. My jaw dropped to the floor as I took off the shirt I was wearing, throwing it on the ground then grabbing a black tank top and slipping it on. I slowly put my arm through the sleeve smelling a fimilar colonge.
I pushed my eyebrows together looking around suspiciously. I put my other arm in the sleeve then zipped it up half way. I covered my face with my hands and realized it was the sweater that smelled just like him. I small smile grew on my face.
I changed into a pair of my all time favorite black sweats, there was nothing really special about them, they were just comfortable, and sometimes made my butt look big. I walked into my dads room and sat on the bed next to him.
I don't know how to begin but somehow I did. "This girl Leah, said for me to teach Harry Styles a lession. Apperantly, since you didn't do your reseach dad." I said as he handed me my favorite haagen dazs strawberry ice cream. "Harry used to live in this small town before we moved here, he was this huge player before he went on the X Factor. Now he's in this big time boy band One Direction." My dad nodded with every sentence I said. "Leah said to try to break his heart, since I'm a fresh face. I agreed, and me being an idiot I fell into his charm."
"I noticed since you're wearing the sweater he left." My dad said before taking a full spoon full of his ice cream.
I wrapped my arms around myself. "It's comfortable."
"And smells just like him." I bit my bottom lip before my phone went off. I took it out of my pocket and stared at it blankly. I tossed it on the bed not knowing what to do.
"The hell do I do?"
"Answer it?" My dad questioned me being a teenage girl. I pressed accpeted and put it on speaker.
"Hello."
"Bunny ... Erm, what are you doing tonight?"
"I'm spending some time with my dad, why?"
"Actually," my dad came into the conversation, "I'm gonna head to bed, I'm tired of listening to your problems." My dad joked, kissing my temple.
I heard Harry laugh on the other line. "Well, do you think you can come over?"
