One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 6.

                                                               *** Harry's POV:***

My phone beeped.

I rolled out of bed, fumbling for the lamp on the nightstand. As soon as the light illuminated the room, i picked up my blackberry and held it to my phone.

"Hello?" I croaked.

No answer.

Oh. It was a text message. I mentally slapped myself as i took the phone away from my ear and checked the SMS.

From: Paul

Manager Mr. Furfari called and approved your relationship. He said ur exclusive now, and your first date with Vic is today afternoon. It's going to go public.

This time i really slapped myself. Victoria hated me, and the last thing I wanted to do right now was go on a fake date with her. Even though i had a sort-of crush on her.

I forwarded the message to Victoria, and threw the phone back on the nightstand, not even bothering to hit the light switch as my head hit the pillow and i instantly doze off into the sweet blissful abyss of sleep.

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"So this is it." I said.

I had knocked on Victoria's door, a long trench coat with a white scarf and all. My cheeks were rosy red, my hair extra floppy, and a pair of beaten up converse were etched on my feet.

"Yeah." She said, but no emotion was present on her face. I had always realized that about her. She was quite emotionless, and very independent. Truthfully, those were not my turn-ons, and not something that i looked for in a girl, but i kept hoping she would relax around me.

"Come in." She said, and bit her lip as the wind swooshed in her face, and her long hair flew behind her.

"Thanks." I said, and awkwardly shuffled in, flipping some snow off my shoes.

Her house was quite small, which was a little suprising considering she was an actress who played in a lot of movies.

"Who's that, honey?" A shrill voice asked, and i flinched at it.

"Harry." She muttered.

"Well, introduce me please! I want to see him!" I could hear the grin in her voice.

"Who's that?" I asked, as she led me towards the heavy breathing.

"My mother." She smiled, but a slight flash of trauma appeared in her eyes, and she moped a little, before straightening herself out again and leading me in the room.

"Mom, this is Harry." She smiled.

I looked at the woman, and it took my strength not to gape. She was lying in a bed, identical to the ones at the hospital. An IV dangled over her arm, and the other arm was preoccupied with blood tests, a long wire connected around certain types of her body.

Her head had some peach fuzz, but she was mainly bald. A bandana sat at her neck.

"Hello, Harry. Delighted to meet you. Vicky's said so much about you."

I looked at Victoria, who's face was now slightly red, her cheeks even redder.

"MoOOm." She groaned, but smiled after grabbing her hand.

"As you can see, i'm not like most normal moms." She said.

I nodded, words unable to come out.

"But i want you to take care of my daughter. She has nobody else, except for me, and i might not be there someday."

A glint of crestfall appeared in her eyes, and her lips pressed together, so tight that she appeared to have no lips.

"Excuse me." Victoria whispered, and she ran out of the room.

"Go after her. I'll be here. Have fun, son." She said, and gave the warmest smile i've seen anybody ommit.

"Thanks." I said, and even though i wasn't able to say much and prove i was worthy enough to date her daughter, i grabbed her hand and shaked it warmly.

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"You okay?"

Victoria swatted me away, and nodded. "Yeah. Let's go."

She got up from the ground, pushing herself up, and refusing my help when i offered my hand.

She was still cold, and i knew why. Her mother had cancer.

I didn't say anything though, and put my arm around her even when she shrugged it off.

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After taking a deep breath, i intertwined my fingers with mine. I thought i could feel her shudder. We were out of the limo right now, on our way over to the sushi resteraunt, paparazzi hounding us.

"Harry! Victoria! Over here!" I heard a loud voice break over my thoughts.

"Over here, sweetie!" A man screamed.

"Are you two dating?!" One demanded.

I looked over slightly at Victoria, who's face slowly flushed white. She licked her lips, and gulped nervously. I rubbed her back, and the flashes went crazy. I frowned a little.

"You okay?" I whispered in her ear. The paparazzi ate it up.

"Yeah." She mouthed back, and let the tenseness fall from her hand as i held it tightly.

We walked into the darkness of the Sushi resteraunt, away from the blinding lights of the paparazzi.

"We're sitting near a window." I said.

She nodded. "For publicity?" She weakly asked.

"Yeah."

We walked over to a window seat, our hands still knotted together. I realized that we could let go now. We both, embarassed, let go and blushed.

"I'll bring the menus." The waitress strutted over, and stood in front of our table. She wore the tiniest skirt i ever saw, two pairs of pumps and a midriff  shirt showing off her belly button ring. She flipped her greasy blond hair back and licked her lips.

I could see Victoria roll her eyes, and i chuckled.

"Thanks." I said.

She winked and walked off, confidence oozing from each pore.

"Tell me about yourself." I said, taking a sip of the icy water placed in front of us.

She moved the straw around, clinking some ice cubes together. "I'm your age, an actress and have brown hair." She shrugged.

"Oh come onnnnn." I teasingly whispered over the table. 

"About your family. Your friends. Your life?" I asked, feeling like a wimp for being a cheeseball.

She smiled and loosened up, taking her jean jacket off and throwing it gently next to her in the booth, and opened her mouth, taking me into a ride of her life, love, and family.

I was ready to date Victoria

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