The Children of One Direction - A One Direction Reunion Fan Fiction

The Fight

--Recap--

"Hey guys, I think you should get in here now. I think they're ready to start finally talking. And by talking, I mean start screaming and yelling and I'm honestly really scared." Greg said, only keeping the door open enough for his head to fit.

Greg looked at us with pleading eyes. I've never seen him so scared in my life.

"Well, here goes nothing." Ally said.

Ally, Darcy, Taylor, Emma, Simon, and I took a deep breath before entering the dressing room, where our fathers were angrily waiting for us. One minute their sobbing their eyes out and the next minute their staring at us, faces red with anger. Wow, I guess it really has been an emotional day for them.

--End of Recap--

--The Fight--

*Taylor's POV*

"Hey guys, how'd you like the concert? It was great, huh?" Ally said, trying to break the awkward silence that was in place for a solid five minutes.

They didn't say anything, as usual.

"We thought it was absolutely amazing. You girls did a really good job out there tonight." Emma's grandmother stated with a smile, after realizing that none of them were going to respond.

I guess she was trying to show them that what we did wasn't so bad. But it just earned her a glare from Niall.

After a few more minutes of our fathers glaring at us, I decided to speak up.

"Okay, just say something. Say anything. We know you guys are mad at us, so just let it out. You guys haven't spoken in years, we get it. But just let something out. Let us know what you're thinking. You may be yelling and screaming at us in your head, but it's doing no good if you're yelling and screaming at us in your head." I said in annoyance.

Our fathers didn't say anything at first. They just continued to glare at us for the next few minutes. Then something happened that I honestly didn't expect to happen. Dad opened his mouth and then hesitantly started to speak. Though he was cautiously speaking, given that he hasn't spoken in year, he spoke to me in a stern tone.

"Taylor, we're going to go back to your hotel and pack you're things. We're going home." Dad said to me sternly, but his voice was shaky and hoarse. Probably because he hasn't spoken to me in years.

I was taken back at first because of the fact that he actually spoke. Though we begged them to say something, I didn't think dad would actually say something.

I quickly got over my shock and opened my mouth to speak, but Mr. Tomlinson, Mr. Styles, Mr. Payne, and Mr. Horan spoke up first. All in unison, their voices shaky and hoarse just like my fathers.

"Same for you." The rest of the boys said to their daughters with their voices shaky and hoarse.

"No." The girls and I said simply in unison.

"What do you mean no?" Mr. Tomlinson asked in confusion and slight annoyance.

I can already tell that this is going to become a huge fight between us and our fathers.

"I mean, I'm not going home." Ally replied to her father, giving him some attitude.

"Yes you are." Mr. Tomlinson told his daughter in a stern tone.

"Um, I really don't mean to bud in on y'all's argument, but I agree with Ally. I'm not going home." Darcy stated.

"Don't even think about fighting me on this Darcy. You're going home and that's final." Harry said sternly.