Drifter | (Harry Styles AU) • COMPLETE

Chapter 56.

Authors Note

So this was suppose to be up yesterday but wattpad decided to act stupid and frustrated me, hence the reason it's a little shorter. My son is sick from all this weather change so I probably won't update till Tuesday. 😢

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Anissa's POV

"Over here!" Leo calls out, raising his long arms in the arm. At least three other people turn their head before Leo finally gets my parents' attention. My eyes lock with Harry's, who gives me an awkward face, pursing his lips with his brows raised in a way that let's me know he's feeling out of place. I give him a smile before quickly turning back to Emily before my parents reach us.

"How mad were they when you told them I had a boyfriend?" I ask her, nervously biting my lip.

"They weren't mad at all. I guess they had time to accept it since they already knew," She laughs, taking her purse from Leo, throwing the strap over her shoulder.

"They knew already?" I repeat suddenly feeling relieved. I guess introducing Harry as my boyfriend won't be as difficult as I thought.

"Mhmm," Emily says handing her duffle bug to Leo,"William Styles told them, apparently he's very fond of you...says you're the answer to his and Martin's prayers," She laughs.

"Figures. He isn't very good at keeping secrets," I say understandingly before realizing something,"Wait...did you say Martin? What Martin are you.."

"Oh how I've waited for this moment," My mother cries, cutting me off, her arms tightly wrapping around me, the scent of Calvin Klein perfume enveloping me as my mother cries against the top of my head. I expected her to say much less seeing as she's an extremely overly emotional person, but the few words she does say brings me to allow the tears in my eyes to roll down my cheeks.

"My miss America," I hear my father's voice boom cheerfully,"Harry, do you mind holding these for a quick minute? I need to properly greet my baby girl," My father says, handing Harry the bags he was carrying.

"Yea, yea sure I got it," Harry strains to say, lifting the two added bags my fathers flung on him over his shoulders. I suppress my laughter as I hug my father tightly.

"How are you mi amore? You look so different, still beautiful only much older," My father say poking fun,"Secret boyfriends tend to age you, no?" He says before kissing my cheek.

"Papa, I wasn't trying to keep it a secret I just..I didn't know how to say it," I tell him quickly, looking up into his familiar green eyes.

"I'm only giving you a hard time,"He laughs, gripping my shoulders before whispering to me,"Are you happy?"

His question doesn't take me by surprise, I had expected him to ask me something along these lines, I just figured it be later, in private, not in the middle of a busy airport. Especially since I know my father isn't only talking in simple terms of 'happiness'. His questions have always been simple but growing up with him I had learned that his simple questions were often the hardest to answer. I wasn't sure if it was his vagueness or the fact that the question could be interpreted a million different ways.

"I am happy," I say, choosing to keep it simple,"I'm very happy."

"I can tell," My father says, hugging me tightly again,"This is everything I has hoped for when I allowed you to leave home three years ago..I sometimes wondered if I made a mistake but knowing you're happy..well that's all a father could ever ask for Anitza,"He says, looking down at me, fighting back tears,"I love you and I'm so proud of the woman you've become."