Fifteen

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"When Harry left... he left us money, I never understood why mum refused to take it I assume out of pride, or why he gave us it.

He texted me every week asking how you were I ignored them, he'd done enough.

Then a few months ago he texts me saying how it wasn't his fault, he didn't mean it, he didn't have a choice but it was at 3am so when I replied in the morning, he said to delete the message pretend it never happened"

we were interrupted by our food before she could continue.

"I've still got the money in my draw, I never told you I thought it would upset you but now he's back I can't keep this from you and I'm sorry if you think I have I only wanted to protect you because I didn't last time."

She put her knife and fork down looking me straight in the eyes.

I think he's got some explaining to do and for the sake of our family I asked why he's back? What could he want and his reply was..." she was interrupted once again by Louis coming over singing 'we are family'

He launched himself at me stealing a bite from my bacon and a sip from my sisters' milkshake before sitting alongside her.

Too busy laughing and swatting his hands away from my food I didn't realising Harry was also with him.

"is it alright if I sit or? I can.. I can go over there if not" He asked politely,
pointing between the chair next to me and the boys in the corner.

I simply shrug digging into my breakfast not wanting to look happy to see his presence.​

Louis and Lucy were of course deep into discussion of the best flavour milkshake, his attention fully on her while I stare out the window sipping on my own.

"Always were one for an English breakfast, somethings never change" Harry chuckles next to me.

I'm reminded of how he would cook me one after a row or when he wanted to show me how much he loved me, his face would always be full of concentration making sure everything was perfect and cooked to perfection.
Sadness from the way he left me flushes through my body.

I grab my milkshake and walk out. It's not him and I know its rude, it might not of been his fault, he might not of meant to ruin my family's income or in fact me, but

He made me lose someone I thought I would be with forever and my whole perspective of trust with anyone has been ruined.
I don't want anyone like that back in my life.

But what if it's not a want but a need?
......................................
8pm and I'm sat doing my math homework, how fun.

"Hunny, can I come in" My dad knocks on the door, causing me to shut my laptop.

"Come in" I'm eager to see my dad, I've missed him

He walks over sitting on my bed, causing me to turn my full body to face him.

"How do you fancy going to the cinema right now?" he smiles already knowing my answer

"I'd love to!" he pulls me into a hug before leaving telling me his taxi leaves in 10.

I keep my high-necked jumper on and swap my pj shorts for the joggers I wore this morning before heading to my dad's car that he calls his taxi for the amount for lifts he gives us.
...............

The film was good, even if it wasn't i wouldn't of complained I got to spend time with my dad and that's all that mattered. I was so grateful for him.

As we were about to leave, I insisted on buying him a Tango ice blast from the cinema stall with my wages and some cheesy nachos.

"I want to say thankyou dad just let me" I say handing him his food and drink.

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