Bad for Me

When Ally moves to a new school, once again after her father changed locations in the military, he meets a lot of good people. But in the midst of everyone welcoming her and new friendships, she meets him. Zayn Malik, the schools bad boy rebel. Her friends tell her to watch out, but something tells her to go for the chase.


8. Sorry Excuses

              Slowing down to a jog, I come closer to the apartment buildings. It's crazy, just this morning Harry picked me up and was being all sweet. I suddenly heard loud music from behind, just a car probably. All of a sudden, out of no where a big wave of water covers me. Looking to my left I see Harry's Mercedes, and hear laughter as they drive quickly down the highway.

            "Who is it?" Aunt Robin asks in an innocent voice. "It's Ally, Aunt Robin." I answer back, and take my shoes off in the kitchen when I'm let in. "Oh honey you're soaking wet! Here, sit down for a little while and warm up under a blanket. You can sit in my recliner." She offers, and I take it gratefully. Cuddling under the wool blanket, I think about how much my day changed just in a lunch period. "Want some hot chocolate?" "That would be lovely." I reply, smiling as I start to warm up.

             Aunt Robin scuttles back into the kitchen, and I go into full relaxation mode. "How warm do you want it?" She yells from the stove. "Hot, but not burning hot that it, you know, destroys my mouth." Answering back casually, I go back to the moment Zayn and I kissed. Feeling my lips, I wish for the feeling of electricity and chemistry that I felt in the moment. "Here you go, dear. Just sit here and relax for awhile. I'm going to go to the store for some more milk. Don't let anyone in if you don't know them, don't even open the door." Aunt Robin hands me a warm cup, and pulls her jacket on herself. "Bye Ally!" "Bye Aunt Robin!" I call back, and snuggle closer to myself, burying my nose into the covers.

            After about ten or more minutes of good relaxation and hot chocolate, I hear a knock at the door. Feeling too lazy, I stay in place and call out,"Who is it?" "It's Harry."And Liam." "Plus Niall." Niall chirps. "And Louis." I hear through the door. "Please let us in, we need to talk." They said. "I don't know who you guys are, so I can't let you in. My Aunt said so." I tell them. "You live with your Aunt?" I hear Niall ask confusingly. "That's not the point, Niall. Please Allyson, we're begging you to open the door!" Louis pleads. "I don't know, I'm still cold and wet from the puddle Harry splashed me with in his Mercedes." I reply calmly. "Harry." I heard Liam scold him. "I'm sorry I did that Ally! I was just mad at you, and yeah." Harry said awkwardly. "What a sorry excuse." I repeat his words from lunch. "You'll have to talk to us, it's either today or tomorrow." Niall negotiates.

            The phone rings suddenly, and I answer it, grateful for the interruption. "Hello?" I say. "Ally?!" I hear that familiar warm voice. "Daddy?! Oh my gosh it's so nice to hear your voice!" I practically yell into the phone, as if that could bring him to me. "It's real nice to hear yours sweetie. How's school?" Daddy asks curiously. "Oh school," I hesitate. "School's going great, daddy. How's the Military?" I asked. "Good to hear Ally, and it's just the usual. I have a surprise for you. It should be getting there today." He says excitingly. "A surprise?! Daddy you didn't have to." I said. "I just felt like spoiling you a little, is that a crime?" He jokes.

               "Is Aunt Robin there?" He asked. "No, she went out for some milk, but I can tell you that I wore what you always want me to, and that I behaved at school." I answer the questions he usually asks Aunt Robin. "That's good sweetie. I have to go, okay? I hope you enjoy your surprise. Tell Aunt Robin I already checked in. I love you." He said. "Love you too, daddy. Be safe okay?" I tell him, tears coming to my eyes. "I will, bye." And like that, my dad was gone.

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