Chapter 13

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All week I've been thinking about me and Harry's almost kiss. This one was closer to the last two and I know both of us wanted to kiss each other which is why I need to stay away from him. Hanging out with Zayn after work has been a great distraction. He's even helping me with redecorating the guest room.

Stephen called me earlier today to hangout this weekend so it'll be nice to finally catch up with him. I wonder if he can give me some advice on what I should do about my feelings for Harry. I know he'll give some encouraging words.

As I walk into the living room my mom paces around anxiously. She stops when she sees me at the doorway and grabs my wrist pulling me in. "Mom what's going on?"

"Well, this past week I've been lying  about who I was meeting," she starts and we take a seat on the sofa. No way she's seeing someone else already. But I honestly can't think who else she could be meeting and lying about it.

"Your not seeing anyone are you?" I ask just to make sure.

"Oh no. Nothing like that. This is about your father."

"What is he alright?" I panic.

"Yes, he's perfectly healthy. He's in England and I have been meeting with him to catch up. Also, was skeptical to bring him back into our lives because of our past but he's changed and I think you should get to know him."

"Mom, I'm 24 I could've decided that on my own," I say annoyed at the fact she kept this from me and stills babies me.

"I know, but I worry is all."

"Okay, when do I meet him?"

"How about now." A man's voice pierces through the room and I turn my head to the other side of the room.

My father stands in a black sweater and jeans with huge smile. I jump up from the couch and rush over him wrapping my arms around him. He smells of old spice cologne which I imagined he would. My father in the living flesh, I've dreamt of this day for almost eighteen years.

"Wow, you've grown up so much. I remember when you were this small." He lowers his hand to his mid thigh.

"I've missed you dad," I sigh.

"Me to sweetie. Now, tell me everything that's happened since our last Skype."

We talk for a moment while my mother went to the grocery store to buy ingredients for dinner. He's been in Japan for 11 years now but thinking about moving to London to be closer to me. I wonder if he's ever remarried or has a girlfriend I'm always afraid to ask.

"So, you're not leaving any ladies behind?"
I ask.

"No, but I'm taking an angry one with me."

"You have a girlfriend."

"No, and don't get mad I didn't tell you, but you have a little sister."

"Holy shit! What? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't want it to be over the phone."

"Well tell me about her. Does she know about me?" I rush. All my life I wanted a little sister. Will she be what I think she's be?

Ten years ago, he met Hina in Tokyo and they were dating for a while and got pregnant 3 years later. He was only planning to stay in Japan for 5 years but when Kira was born he stayed to be close to her. Hina fell ill two years ago and died of cancer end of last year. My dad thinks Kira needs a new place of scenery and hopes a fresh start will do both of them some good.

I can tell by the way he told the story he loved Hina, but he seems to be doing well. I almost would've never guessed any of this by the way he acts on our Skype calls. He was vulnerable for once, and makes me want to tell him my problems with Harry, but I know he'll tell my mother.

"Well I can't wait to meet her. What do seven year olds like anyway?" I ask wanting to get her something before she comes. She's currently staying with her grandparents while my dad's looking for flats near by. Once he finds a place with a good school district he's transferring to the London.

After talking about my sister a little more I ask him about what happened between him and mom. I need to do especially now while she's out. I never really gotten a good answer from my mother and she moving to London to get away from him just proves how much she didn't want him to find us. Makes me wonder if he did anything bad.

"Well it first started with little things..."

They would first fight over not doing the dishes. You know small insignificant things, then turn into bigger fights. My mom would accuse him of cheating but he wasn't. It got so bad that he started to spend nights in his office rather than go home. My mother wanted to file for divorce but my dad wanted to try and fix it. He thought the only way to make her stay a little longer was threaten to take sole custody.

Apparently, my mother didn't have the best track record and they both knew he had a chance of winning. She stayed another year,but they eventually got divorced and she promised I see him on the weekends. That lasted four months then my mother planned a trip to London, but told him we were going to my grandparents house instead. My father thought we'd be back in a few days, but when we didn't he looked all over. My mother was planning this for months and left without a trace. She changed her last name to Wyatt and there's tons of Melanie Coles' so he couldn't find us by himself and didn't want to make it a legal matter knowing how much money that'll cost him. My Uncle eventually told him, and tried to see me when I was thirteen, but my mother hid that from me at the time.

This whole time she was making him out to be the bad guy but in reality it's her. She's the reason I grew up without a father. For the longest time, I thought he didn't want nothing to do with me, but it was her from stopping us from meeting.

"I then got transferred to Japan and couldn't try to keep finding ways to meet you. But don't get mad at your mother, I know she had her reasons."

"Yeah petty ones. She had no right to get my father from me," I shout and stand up.

"Look, she did an amazing job raising you by herself you two didn't need me. You're both strong, independent women."

"Still we missed out on so many things together," I pout. I remember every father daughter events made me feel super left out when everyone had their dads while I had to sit out on all the fun.

"Don't worry we still got plenty of memories together sweetie."

My mother interrupts with multiple bags and my father helps her out. I roll my eyes not wanting to talk to her right now. I'm beyond pissed at her. As they go to the kitchen, I grab her keys and go out for a drive. I need to clear my head.

After an hour, I sit parked outside Harry's office. Why the fuck did I come here? I shouldn't be here? I should leave right—

"Mel?" Oh shit he sees me.

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Here's an update!! Schools been hectic, I got a test this week and two more next week. But I'll try writing tomorrow so I can get this updates quicker for you guys since i have a lot of chapters planned already just need time to write them haha.

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