Difference ( Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 21- Banned

Chapter 21:

     The entire drive to my house had my heart skipping beats at every second because of tonight’s “date” or “hanging with Harold.” I was so nervous; I had no intention that he would ever think of me that way, to actually be his girl. It was awkward because my family and I aren’t like that, we take things extra slowly and I don’t even know what my father would say about all this. Gosh everything is just so weird right now. Yes, I love Harry and I always have, but I never thought of him being my boyfriend… okay maybe I did at one point, but I didn’t think I would actually meet the guy!

     I have to talk to my best friend and I must make a plan of how I could bring this up to my mom. Everything in my mind is all over the place, even though it’s one simple question: will you be my girlfriend? Dammit Harry, can’t I just be a good friend of yours? Don’t get me wrong I want this, but it’s just not something my family would agree with. Maybe if I told them that it was Harry and if they got to know him they might just agree to this decision, but other than that, I’m not aloud to be with some British boy. I drive through the dimly lit street to our house and I park on our driveway. My mind tries to search for the right way to bring tonight up to my family, but it can’t find one.

      I get out of the chilled vehicle and shut the door making my way to the front door. Before I could get the keys out of my purse, the door opens completely and my heart drops when I see the anger plastered across my father’s face.

     “You have a lot of explaining to do, Dilara.” I gulp to myself and I walk inside slowly putting down my purse. I notice my mom sitting on the couch and she doesn’t seem so happy. Did she tell him?

      I take a seat on the couch on the other side of my mom, knowing I can’t go to my room right now. After closing the door shut, my father comes and sits in front of us on the other couch. I feel sweat starting to form throughout my body and the air closing in. This is not what I expected.

      “Dilara, what is going on, is all this true, that you’ve been seeing an American boy?” American boy? What does he mean Harry?

      “Father, he’s British, and he is just a friend.” I tell truthfully, but how did he even find out?

       “Justin had called today and told me everything, I am truly disappointed in you.” Justin?! That jerk, I knew it was him.

     “Please listen to me, I have done nothing wrong, but just get to know the boy, remember when Sandra and I would always talk about him?! About all these boys that were singers, well that’s him!” I’m trying to show my dad that he’s regular person, living an extraordinary life.

    “Dilara I know that’s him, and it’s great that you have met this person, but I won’t allow to go out randomly to see someone that doesn’t impact your life in a beneficial way.” What? I cant see him anymore what?! I know what he means, that all this hanging out with him isn’t helping me in many ways, but One Direction and Harry have never failed to put a smile on my face and I don’t want that to be taken away from me.

     “Father, you’re rushing things as always, what did Justin tell you? Because he’s a horrible person and you know that!”

     “Honey, we’re just trying to say that we don’t want you to get off track with things.” My mom finally breaks in, but to my discontent it wasn’t to take my side.

      “It’s not about Justin, this is about you and your future. You met the boy tonight right?” My father says calmly even though there is a hint of anger there. Where is he going with this?