All is Not Fair in Love and High School

Chapter Thirteen.

Once I get home, I throw my backpack across the room, grab a bag of chips, plop down on the couch, and wait for Luke to get here. 

After about fifteen minutes of watching Grey's Anatomy, I hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" I yell, thinking it was Luke. I am extremely surprised when I see who walks through the door. 

It's my father. 

Words climb up my throat but I am too shocked and scared due to the new information to say anything. 

"Hey sweetie, long time no see huh?" He asks with a smile. I want to throw up. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask him. "Oh, honey, don't use such bad, words, your mother would not approve." He says. "Well, don't you wish she was here to tell me? Oh, that's right, she dead. Why? Because you killed her. You're a drunk, stupid bastard who doesn't give a crap about anybody but himself. Is that the welcome home gift you wanted?" I let out. 

His look hardens and he starts to walk towards me. "Listen you stupid slut. Don't you know who the fuck I am?" He yells at me. "As a matter of fact, I do. I am dating Harry Styles now, who is the son of another gang out on the island. He told me. Tisk, tisk Daddy. Mom would not approve." I spit at him. "That's it. I've heard enough out of you." He says and shoves me against the wall. 

I look at him with confusion and say, "Dad?" before he slaps me across the face. "Hey! Hey! Get off of her!" I hear Luke yell from behind us. I let out a sigh of relief. He angrily turns around and starts after Luke. "Dad!" I yell after him. He stops dead in his tracks. He turns around and looks at me. "I think you should leave." I tell him. "You cannot kick me out of my own house you brat I buil-" "Dad! If you have any shred of humanity or love for me left in you, you will leave. Now." I say. 

Without another word, he turns on his heel and leaves. He slams the door behind him. "Jesus Christ Kris, was that really your dad?" Luke asks. I nod and tears sneak into my eyes. I start to cry and Luke runs over and leads me over to the couch. He sits there, tells me it will be okay, while holding me. He is the best, best friend I could ask for. 

"Hey, Harry is going to be here any minute, he's taking me out to dinner." I tell Luke. "Okay, no problem." He replies. "Listen, Luke, thank you so much for everything you did for me today. Do you really think it's best that I tell Harry that my Dad is out of jail?" I ask for the billionth time. "Yeah, I think you should. No relationships should have secrets. Besides, he might already know, because of his Dad and all. So either way it can't hurt." He says. 

"Yeah, I guess you're right." I say. Just then I hear the doorbell. I make sure to look through the peephole. Thankfully it is who I was expecting this time, Harry. I open the door and greet him with a smile. "Hey, Haz." I say. "Hey baby! Ready to go?" He says cheerily. "Yes. Luke, I'll see you tomorrow?" I ask. He faintly smiles and nods. 

I hop into the car and Harry quickly drives off. "So do you remember when we skipped first period together? And I was going to take you somewhere?" He asks. I blush at the memory and nod. "Well I'm going to take you there now." He says and smiles. "You're still not going to tell me are you." I say but already know the answer. "Nope." He says. I sit back and smile. 

I feel him reach for my hand and he takes it and places an kiss to it and leaves them intertwined on his lap. I suddenly feel this deep. intense feeling erupt in my stomach. It's much deeper than butterflies. It's like enhanced happiness, what I feel for him. I know, deep down that he is bad for me, but I just don't care. I'm scared out of my mind that I could be falling for him. But right now, in this perfect, blissful moment, I just don't care. 

I get snapped out of my daze when the car stops. I realize where we are and I smile. We are at the edge of town, on a cliff that overlooks the city. "Oh my gosh, the view is beautiful!" I exclaim. "Yeah, it's kind of been my escape for a few years now. When I need to think, or just a really killer first date, I come here." He says and I laugh. "No, I'm actually kidding. You're the first person I've brought up here. I hope this shows you how special you are to me." He says. He turns and kiss him.

I break away and I feel word-vomit come up my throat. "Mydadisoutofjailandhecametoseemetoday." I blurt out. "What? How? What happened?" He asks, suddenly worried. "Nothing really, he came, we exchanged insults, he slapped me, then Luke came and helped me, then I kicked him out and he left." I say. "That bastard. I'll kill him." Harry's face turns red and his eyes turn dark. "Hey, hey, it's okay, I'm okay, everything's fine." I try to soothe him. "No! It's not okay. That prick laid his dirty hands on you. And once again, I couldn't stop it. I don-" I cut him off. 

"Don't go there, Everything is going so well between us and god knows I won't let my father screw it up. So, did you bring any food?" I ask, trying to change the subject. He notices, but decides to drop it. That's a relief. "Yes, as a matter of fact I did. I hope you like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches." He tells me. "As a matter of fact, I love them. You're in luck." I say. He smiles and he leans and kisses me. 

If only I knew what would happen next. 

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*insert wide-eyed emoji*

you're going to want to read the next one ;) 

xxxx