Fix you (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER 69

CHAPTER 69

HARRY'S POV

After the dinner that Mercy and I had with Gemma and Zach, we went back home and I was secretly hoping that I would make love to her, all night long.

But little did I know that my mother and Mercy's father would appear suddenly, and out of nowhere in front of our house.

For a fraction of second, I thought Mercy was going to freak out again, and tell me to leave as fast and as far away as possible, so I was getting ready to do so. However, I was astounded by the way she hopped out of the car and stomped her away to her dad, telling him to go away.

Frankly, I was quite proud of her. She chose to face her problems instead of running away. She chose to be tough, instead of afraid and weak.

I watched her, not doing anything to stop her. Hell, I wouldn't have stopped her even if she had hit him. He would have deserved it if she'd did it to him.

I kept looking at her, watching her get her anger out on him, because I was certain that it would help her feel better, it would be a relief to her, it would be the best way to let the past go and forget about all of the bad memories.

Until, my mum walked away with her and she was telling her something, and I was praying with every bit of me that she wasn't threatening her, or being verbally abusif.

"So." I heard her father say. "You're marrying my daughter." He added, trying desperately to start a conversation with me.

"Yeah." I mumbled. The last thing that I wanted was to talk with the man who was one of the many reasons why Mercy was broken. I wished I could smash his skull against the wall.

"Take care of her, please." He said, obviously trying to pretend as if he cares about her.

"Don't worry about her, I'll make sure to fix everything inside her that you broke." I said with complete and utter irony, as a smile was plastered on my face.

"Whatever she told you about me, she was lying. I'm not a bad guy." He said.

"Oh trust me, mate. I know exactly who's lying and who isn't." I answered, and before he could say something, Mercy walked inside the house as she flashed him a death glare.

"Let's go inside." Mum told us.

I was so confused, and and worried that my mum forced my fiancée to talk to her dad.

We followed them inside . waiting for something wrong to happen , we all sat in the living-room awkwardly.

she was so brave, so courageous for doing such thing. If only Gemma could be a bit more like Mercy and forgive mum.

It was so quiet, and it reminded me of the calm before the storm.

"So you're getting married? Congratulations."  Her dumbass of a father said.

"Thanks." She muttered under her breath.

"Does your mum know you live with him?" He asked.

"Everyone does. I met her family, they're all amazing." I answered him, trying to spite him on purpose.

He didn't say anything, he just looked at me, anger filling his eyes.

"I'm going to get us some drinks." Mercy said, and with that she left.

MERCY'S POV

I thought about what Harry's mum told me, and I knew that I needed to sit with my father for one hour, only for Harry.

I did it so that it wouldn't let him have any doubts about whether he should forgive his mother or not, and I couldn't risk to let that happen, I just couldn't.

I went back inside with them, as we all sat together in the living-room. I wanted to die, I couldn't stand the fact that he was sitting there next to me, trying to talk to me. I just wanted to get the hell out of there, I wanted to escape and never go back there.

I felt so suffocated, and it made me feel so sick. I needed some fresh air so I told them I would be getting drinks as an excuse for me to leave that room for a while.

As I entered the kitchen, I felt a wave of relief wash over me, I felt more secure.

But it didn't last for that he, unexpectedly, joined me inside.

"Look, you don't have to forgive me or anything. I'm just here to impress Anne and prove to her that I've changed. It will all be over soon." He said, as he lit a cigarette.

I knew it. I felt something was up, he couldn't just become a good man in a matter of days.

And I had mixed feelings about it, but I knew for a fact that I was happy as the feeling was mutual.

"The feeling is mutual. I was only pretending so that Harry would be encouraged to forgive his mum. But I will never ever in a billion years forgive you or make up with you. I won't even invite you to the wedding, you better not come. Now I see why my mum never loved you; I understand why she got a divorce so soon and I'm so thankful that she and her family raised me without your help, or your filthy money." I said, with a provocative smile on my face.

"You're a disgrace to this family. You don't deserve to have my family name. You're living with another non-muslim man who's probably screwing you every night. How shameful ! " He said and I just wanted to slap him for his ignorance...

A/N : I know it's short and it's late. I wrote it a week ago but Wattpad didn't work on my phone, I fixed it though. I'm so sorry and thank you so much i love you:) <3 HAPPY BIRTHDAY @AZULGRACIANO Iloveyou im glad i met you thtough wattpad months ago u became a bestfriend n im happy were so close n always sharing secrets im sry ive been busy bc im a senior but i love u.