My Dad is Louis Tomlinson (1D fanfic) (Sequel to Why Did You Leave (1D fanfic))

Please read "Why Did You Leave" before reading this, otherwise it might not make sense. I bit my lip when I went past the picture of my Mum and me when I was born, that's the only time we had together, she died shortly after for unknown reasons. My granddad died a few weeks after too, he had cancer though. He only got one of his wishes though, to have a grandchild, he never saw my mum's wedding. I live with my real Dad, not Harry. Sometimes I spend the weekend with Harry, since he stayed with my Mum while she was pregnant and was going to get married to her. He gave me the ring he gave her when he proposed to her. My real Dad has a girlfriend and I hate her. She is so mean! She hates me too and she always tries and convinces me to stay with Harry a lot. I never complain to my Dad because I know he loves her. They have been together for a few years but I bet she is only with him because he is famous and part of a band called One Direction.

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3. Bye

I walked slowly downstairs and saw Dad crying. 

"Dad?" I mumbled. Sitting on the sofa next to him. 

"Yes, Aly?" He replied, still crying. 

"Why are you crying?" I asked, it was a stupid question. 

"I'm just a little upset that things didn't go well between me and Paula, that's all. You don't need to worry." he explained, wrapping his arm around me. He wiped away the tears that had fallen from his eyes with the back of his hand and gave me a weak smile. I smiled back and then he kissed my forehead. 

"Do you think you will get another girlfriend?" I asked curiously. 

"I don't know. I just wish I never hurt your mum the way I did. I wish I never got mad at her for slapping Harry." he mumbled. "Then maybe she would still be here today." 

"But she would've died having me though." I stated. 

"She might not have." He replied. I watched Dad as he up. "Want to see us and the boys rehearse? Or do you want to stay with nan?"  

"See you and the boys." I said happily. At that moment the doorbell rang and I watched Dad as he answered it. 

"Hello, Louis. I came to collect my stuff." Paula sniffed. She walked into the lounge and picked up a couple of her DVDs and checked for discs. "Hello, Aly Rose." She said bitterly. She's the only person, other than teachers and my nan, that calls me Aly Rose. I prefer Aly. 

"Hello, Paula." I replied with the equal amount of bitterness in my voice. I picked up the TV controller and switched the TV on. 

Paula collected her belongings and put them in a bag. My Dad just watched her. 

"That's everything. If I have forgotten anything please call me and I will pick it up." She sniffed. Her voice breaking slightly. "Bye." and then she was gone. The door slammed and the walls shook. 

"Good riddance." I muttered under my breath. I'm happy Paula is gone. She was never nice to me. 

"Well, it's just you and me Al." Dad chuckled,  sitting next to me on the sofa. "Go get  your shoes and your jacket. We're off now." he instructed and I ran and grabbed my Converses and denim jacket. I grabbed my small grey shoulder bag and put my iPhone in it. 

"Let's go!" I said cheerfully and skipped to the car and climbed in. 

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