The Boy With Tattoos

Chapter 12

 James P.O.V

"Dad!" I exclaimed feeling surprise hit me as I opened the door, for some reason I had expected anyone else but him! I quickly fixed my jeans to hide the bulge in my pants.

"James what took you so long?" he replied frowning at me.

Oh well hello to you too!

I frowned back and cleared my throat, "Dad...what are you doing here?" I asked, he was supposed to be mad at me, actually I couldnt remember the last time we had talked on the phone.

"I passed by to talk to you, aren't you going to let me in?" he replied looking over my shoulder into my apartment, my hand tightened on the door and I had the slight instinct to just shut it in his face. I mean, he was mad at me, he had made it clear to me so many times he wasn't going to talk to me, and he hadn't appeared in months and all of a sudden he visits me and expects me to let him in?

"Uh....dad Im kind of, Im busy" I tried to not sound too rude. Get the hell away from me, was what I really wanted to shout.

"Whatever you're doing can wait, what I have to tell you is important" he said sternly giving me a serious look.

I scoffed in my head, I doubted anything he had to tell me was more important than being with Ally.

I froze as I remembered her! Goddamn it she was in my kitchen counter naked waiting for me.

Now I really felt like closing the door on my dad's face, he deserved it anyways.

"Dad Im seriously busy, I dont have time to talk, you should've called me," I frowned closing the door just an inch to give him the hint I didnt want to talk to him.

He frowned at my action and quickly pushed pass me welcoming himself into the apartment making me stiffen more, "What the hell are you doing that's keeping you busy?" he growled closing the door behind him.

"Im just...doing some stuff" I mumbled.

I darted my eyes to the kitchen and quickly back to him, thank God there was a wall that separated the living room and kitchen! I wondered if Ally was still sitting on the counter, she had probably heard me talking to my dad and I hadnt seen her going to my room, to go there she had to pass the living room and shit-!

I widened my eyes when I saw my shirt, her shirt, and bra on the floor! 

"James I came here to talk to you because-"

"Dad can we do this some other time?" I asked quickly hoping he could leave.

He almost glared at me, "Im here now James, I didnt go to a meeting to come talk to you!" he said.

"Well I didnt tell you to miss your meeting to talk to me did I?" I snapped quickly picking up Ally's shirt and bra and putting my shirt over and throwing them into the hallways.

Luckily my dad hadnt seen anything, he was more interested at looking around my apartment, at the pictures on the wall.

I crossed my arms and let out a deep breath, damn it he wasnt going to leave until he talked to me, my dad and I shared that, we were both very stubborn.

 "Alright, whatever you need to tell me, tell me fast" I said.

He snapped his eyes to mine, "You dont tell me what to do kid," he frowned and walked to the living room taking the liberty to sit down on the couches, "Alright make yourself comfortable will you," I mumbled as I followed him, shit hopefully this would only take less than five minutes!