My Dad's Best Friend●●Wattys 2021

01

Jo's POV

Montreal

"R-Ryan! W-what are you doing?" I ask as he backs me up against the wall and looks me dead in the eyes.

"I love you, Jo. So much." He says, before he leans in and kisses me gently and I close my eyes as I melt into his sweet and gentle kiss.

Pulling away, he smiles down at me before leaning over to my ear and whispering into it.

"Wake up, Jo." He says and suddenly I feel my body jolt awake.

"Its about time you woke up, Jo. Been standing here for 30 minutes." I hear dad say and look up to see him and flip him off and he shakes his head at me.

"Young lady, don't flip me off." He says and I smirk.

"But dad, it's like you always said, keep your head high, but your middle finger higher." I say and he groans.

"Don't remind me, now come on, we gotta get ready. It's not only Ryan and I that Ben wants to talk to, it's you too." He says and I groan.

"Dad, you know I hate interviews. Hell, I can't even go get a damn coffee from Starbucks without getting Nickelback fans everywhere asking me questions about the album." I say and he laughs.

"You've been here since the very beginning baby girl. You came along when we all least expected it, and scared the hell out all of us, but we welcomed you with open arms and open hearts." Dad says as we walk down to the place where the tour busses are and I smirk at him as he gets on the bus and comes back with our skates and hockey sticks.

"Up for a quick match?" He asks and I chuckle as I take my skates and get them on.

"You better be prepared to go down old man." I say and he chuckles, tossing the puck on the ground and getting ready.

"Don't put out Ryan's window again, or he may kill you." Dad warns me and I laugh.

"I was 7! And it was yours and uncle Mike's fault for teasing me." I say as I stand my ground and he goes in for the hit and I steal the puck and go to my goal, and make it in.

"Damn, how did you do that?" He asks and I laugh.

"Learned everything I know from you. Now, you ready to go again?" I ask and he laughs, but nods, taking the puck and setting it down between us.

4 hours later...

4 hours, seven matches, 1 hole, and 20 bruises each later, we both are in the bus, relaxing, and playing on the Xbox 360. Mortal Kombat to be exact. I'm like, really good with Lui Kang, and always beat dad's ass at the damn game. The screen gets to the part where it says FINISH HIM, on it and I smirk.

"What the fuck?! Don't you fucking pull that dragon shit, Josephine." Dad says and I do the dragon move and rip his body in half and he groans.

"Do you stay up all fucking night and play this game or something to get good at it and beat your old man?" He asks and I nod, not lying.

"Well, when you guys are at the afterparties after concerts, I play the game and get better at it." I say and I chuckles.

"You do know you can join us like you used to, Jo. There isn't anything wrong with it, and besides, your allowed to drink. Just don't go 100% bat shit crazy with it." Dad says and I smirk.

"Fine, I'll go to tonight's party. But only because I know you won't shut up until I do." I say and he smiles, hugging Me tightly.

"I love you sweetheart. So much." Dad says and I hug him back.

"I love you too, Daddy." I say and he kisses the top of my head as we leave the bus for the stage.