Kina finds herself involved in a prohibited romance that her best friend disapproves of. Dealing with a dysfunctional family and Harry..a man struggling with his mental health. But someone she knows is capable of living his life happily rather than...
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Harry
"Zayn what the fuck are you doing?" I mutter from the pool chair. Frowning at my friend as he struggles to keep above the water. Short lived breaths passing his lips as he flails his arms above the water.
"I'm trying to teach myself how to swim" he says between his jagged breaths. Trying to tread the water correctly but instead drowning himself when he goes under. I raise an eyebrow, watching my friend basically die before me as I flip another page over in the magazine on my lap.
I decide to grasp a bunch of floaties sitting beside me and peg them at his head when he comes back up for a breath. "Maybe invest in some arm floaties before you go and drown yourself" I say in a monotone.
"Wow thanks man" Zayn says with an eye roll. Using the floaties to stay afloat.
I ignore his reply and chuck the magazine to the side. Deciding to jump into the pool and relax for a bit longer before I leave to meet up with dad. Apparently he has something to show me.
"So Louis told me that you and Kina-"
"No."
"But-"
"No" I bluntly say. Sending Zayn a glare as he purses his lips. Eyes filled with curiosity as they stare at me from where he floats. I just look away and run a hand through my hair, annoyed that Louis is going around telling everyone about how I was with Kina.
If Archie finds out then that's just another thing added to my list of problems.
"Well then" Zayn just mutters. "I'm going to ask her out again."
"Oi Harry" I hear Liam interrupt from the back door and I glance over after sending Zayn a contorted look. I don't know how I feel about that, it's so random for them to date.
"Your dad is here."
"Give me a minute" I say to Liam after shaking away my thoughts. I swim over to the pool steps and make my way out. Zayn going back to drowning himself in his attempt to teach himself how to swim.
After drying off, I now stand out the front of Liam's two story house. My damp hair sits on my forehead, slick and slowly drying. My eyes squint as I watch my father step out of his car and make his way towards me with a box and suit in his hands.
"Harry" he says, voice cheery as he stops in front of me with a small smile. Cigarette and musk filling my senses as he stands only a couple feet in front of me. "I brought these for you" he holds the items he brought towards me and nods to encourage me to grasp them. I send him a curious look.
