Stalker (Niall Horan)

Chapter 13

I'm sorry guys for the late update! I'm so busy with school. I have a big exam called PT3 so I can't stay active. :( but I'll try to update more. I love u guys thanks for reading! You guys are fabulous! So here's Chapter 13 😁💕😘

Niall's P.O.V
A few minutes later...
I finally reached home. I still stood in front of the door and didn't knock it. I always locked my bedroom and dad doesn't know where the key of my bedroom is. My hands were trembling and cold. I forcefully put my hand on the door knob and it made a sound 'tup'. Within a second dad opened the door with his serious-looking face. He shook his head as he saw me standing then I turned to face the floor. He got my eyes on me. His hands were on his waist. His ears and eyes were red. His cheeks either. Dad always looks blushing every time and that makes me wanna laugh.

I locked my mouth, getting into the house normally like I always do. Dad looked at me from the bottom to the top. I stayed silent. I didn't know what to say and I didn't know what to do.

"Where did you go?," he asked me with his hands still on the waist. He looked at me without blinking. Did he wanna eat me? I stayed silent. The sound of the clock 'tik tok tik tok' could be heard. The sound of the fan also could be heard.
"I'm asking you! Where did you go?!," he asked again. But the second time his voice was louder than the first one. He made me shocked. My body moved a little as I heard his voice asking me a question loudly.
"I-I went outside. I met a new friend at the park," I said. Dad didn't say anything for a few seconds. I could hear his breath. He nodded.
"Okay that's great. But next time please tell me whenever you want to go out. I felt worried about you. We're having dinner at a restaurant tonight. Go take a shower now! You smell bad!," dad said relievedly. Huh thank god. Yay! I just could smile I almost yelled but I wouldn't do that. It was weird to do that because I was being asked like a crime and I also almost died during the "question and answer" between Niall Horan and his father, Bobby Horan. If I screamed maybe dad wouldn't bring me to the restaurant? I did it for my own sake too. I felt happy!. I couldn't describe how happy I was. I smirked as I made my way to the bathroom.

20 minutes later...
Dad and I were ready to go to a restaurant that located in this town. I was in the car sitting next to him. He drove to the restaurant carefully. Dad is the type of father who does everything carefully. Police never caught him on the road. His driving is good. On our way to the restaurant, we didn't turn on the radio. We kept silent. We didn't speak. He just kept on driving and I sat next to him. I touched my stomach while thinking of what to eat there.

If I go eat outside with dad, I don't have to get worried because he drives greatly and he pays the bills. Of course he pays for the food! He has a job and he's an adult. If I go eat outside with my mom, I don't have to get worried too because mom is just like dad. She's an adult and has money. I feel safe when I'm with my parents. If I go eat outside with this crazy guy, Greg! Hmm... He drives like a horse and he also doesn't have lots of money. I don't know how could he pass the driving test because he can kill you when he's driving!. I pay for the food with my money when I eat outside with him. He would say "you need to be an independent boy Niall... You're growing up". Although he says those words lots of times. Countless. I know what he means, he doesn't want to pay for my food. He has no money.

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We'd finally reached the restaurant! The best restaurant on the planet! It's my happy place! Every restaurant is my happy place. I couldn't wait to taste the food at this restaurant. Dad parked his car at the parking lot outside.

We walked towards the front door. I saw a lot of people having dinner here. Dad and I tried to find empty seats for us. We kept on looking everywhere. We finally found a place for both of us to have dinner together. Me and Dad wore simple clothes. He wore a red sweatshirt and short like he usually does when he's too lazy to find any pants. I was wearing a blue long sleeve t-shirt and a black tracksuit. I looked simple but nice. It's okay to praise ourselves because everyone does.