Chapter Ten (Continuation of ch.9)
“E-excuse me?” I stutter. The man smirks and trails closer to me. Moving impossibly slow. I look back at Lux and am relieved to find that she’s still asleep. My thoughts get interrupted from the sleeping beauty when a hand trails along the side of my cheek. I avert my gaze to the dirty male currently caressing my cheek in a disgusting way.
“My oh my, you’re a fine one.” He whispers, tilting my chin to get a better look. I whimper when his hands go lower and just when his fingers are directly above my breasts, the door slams against the wall. I look around and see Harry glaring.
“Get the fuck away from her, you psychotic bastard.” Harry seethes. Instantly the touch on my body is vanished and Harry’s eyes narrow even more when the person turns around. I move slowly away from his father and closer and closer to Harry as the seconds pass. When I finally reach Harry, he grabs my elbow harshly and pulls me behind him, pressing his back against my chest so I’m currently pinned against the wall.
“Harry, nice to see you.” His father interjects and Harry scoffs. My hand finds his shoulder and I try to calm him down as he’s currently shaking with the anger built up inside of him.
“What are you doing here?” Harry asks, taking no notice to my lame gesture.
“Well a couple of my buddies up in Bradford said you’d been asking around for me. Described a tall, curly headed boy in search of his father. Claims to be his son.” The man explains and with each couple of words, he moves forward. Instinctively Harry pressed me harder into the wall, trying to ensure me that I was safe.
“Mom’s dead. She killed herself. I know you know why and I want to know exactly what you did so I can beat your ass and out you in jail for-“
“Oh now calm down, boy. I have no idea what you’re talking about.” He says and Harry growls under his breath. I try to contain my breathing, but as soon as a small squeak escapes my lips, Harry literally jumps feet away from me and looks me up and down in concern with wide eyes.
“Take Lux and go.” Harry says somewhat harsh. As I’m about to open up my mouth and object, Harry cuts me off with a glare and I nod. I walk past Harry and past the man and as soon as Lux is in my arms, Harry nearly pushes me out of the door, slamming it behind us.
“Where are we going?” Lux asks, taking a hold of my hand when I offer it to her after putting her down. I shrug my shoulders, my mind racong around to try and find a suitable place to take Lux. My place definitely won’t work, what with my parents there. I could have asked Willow if I could drop by her house, but I remember how she told me that her and Chris are having lunch with her parents today so that scratches her out. As my mind racks for a place, all of my choices lead back to one person. Niall.
“You have no fucking right being here!” I bellow as soon as the door shuts behind London and Lux. I know that what I did was rude, but I don’t want Lux near this man, nor do I want London in this bastard’s presence. My father smirks and moves to sit down on the sofa placed in the middle of the room.
“I’m your father aren’t I?” He joked. I glared at the man and he laughed.
“You’re a God damned pathetic fucking excuse for a father. That’s for damn sure.” I growl.
“Ah come on Harry? I’ve changed. Honest.” He holds his hand to his chest, looking at me with compassion. I nearly cave, but when he bursts out laughing my anger rises once again.
“You should have seen your face right then!” He laughed aloud and I rolled my eyes and snapped. My hands pushed furiously at his shoulders. Causing the entire piece of furniture to fall backwards. Anger inside of my rushed through my veins as I kicked this stranger of a man in the sides. He groaned in pain when I finally stopped my assault to his already injured body.
“You don’t deserve to call yourself a fucking father! Not after what you did to mom or Lux! That little girl has been thinking of me as her father since birth! You’re not just a useless father, but a waste of fucking space!” I shouted. All of my anger from the past 5 years, spilling from my lips in loud screams. I kicked him once more and crouched down beside him. Grabbing the collar of his jacket and smashing him straight back down to the floor.
“You think you’re all that?” He spat our blood from his mouth when I turned around to let him be. When I spun to look at him, he had such a smug look on his face that I nearly kicked his head in.
“That girl. I can see how much you like her-“
“Don’t talk about her. She’s twice the human you’ll ever be.” I said through gritted teeth at the mention of London. It’s not a lie that I do like this amazing girl, but I refuse to allow myself to fall for her.
“All I’m saying is that you’re no good for her. You’re a lot like me you know?” He questioned, beginning to sit up. His back no against the skin colored wall.
“You know nothing about me.”
“On the contrary, Harry. I’ve been keeping tabs on you. Word spreads fast in towns like this. Getting arrested Harry. Really?” He laughed and I narrowed my eyes, waiting for him to just push me over the edge. Waiting for him to give me another reason to bash his head against the wall until he falls unconscious.
“As for your mother. I had no idea she had commit suicide. Though of what I had she had a pretty pathetic life.” He chuckled. Waiting.
“Oh and by the way, Lux? She wasn’t some miracle. She was a damn mistake-“ My fist connected to the now standing man’s jaw faster than I could think and next thing I knew, I had him pinned down to the ground. My fist repeatedly coming in contact with his face as I spet the words out. Hit by hit:
“You. Deserve. To. Fucking. Die!” I shouted between hits, my anger getting the best of me. With one last punch to the stomach, he finally lost consciousness. I got up quickly and ran out of the door, slamming the steel behind me.
“Thanks again for letting me come over Niall.” I smiled as Niall led Lux into his house. I hugged him quickly and pulled back, looking around his front foyer. It was a nice two story house with pictures of the family and friends scattered over the walls. As I was walking through the hall to the living room, my eyes land on one particular picture. I stop in my steps and look more clearly at the photo.
“I-is that Harry?” I question. Niall looks at the picture and nods after a couple seconds. I look at him with a raised eyebrow and he chuckles, but leads me into the living room. I took the seat next to him on the couch and I watched as Lux played with her dolly that I managed to grab whilst Harry was forcing us out of the door.
“Our families were always close after Harry’s dad had left. My dad helped his mother get back on her feet and for the first few months they stayed with us. I guess you could say Harry and I were good friends back then.” He said and looked down at the ground. “Don’t get me wrong, we’re still pretty close but not as much as we used to be. You know?” He looked up at me and I nodded my head slowly.
Just then my cell phone vibrates. I smile at Niall and pull the device from my back pocket. My eyes widen at the amount of messages and missed calls I have. All of them from my parents and a couple from Perrie. My most recent text though, is one from Harry. I instantly open up the message and read it over:
Where are you? –H
I type back saying that I’m visiting Niall and almost immediately I get a reply back from the aggressive yet sweet curly haired boy that I’ve come to like. Quite a lot at that.
Great. On my way. –H
For some reason I feel as if that text has a hint of annoyance in, but deciding to push the thoughts aside, I turn back to Niall. He curiously looks into my eyes. I feel him moving closer to me. Inches a second.
“You okay?” I ask when he gets very close to me. He shakes his head and grins. One dimple making it’s way onto his face. I drag out my finger and push against the tiny, almost invisible indent in his pale-ish cheek. He looks at me strangely and I pull back fast. He chuckles and I blush scarlet.
“I’m sorry.” I apologize and look down at my fingers.
“Don’t be.” He laughs and I roll my eyes playfully. I get up from the couch and look down at Niall.
“Uh, where is the bathroom?” I ask. Niall gets up as well and I follow him suit to the bathroom. Third door on the right down the hall. The bathroom is rather big, with a bath and a shower both. I close the door behind me and look into the mirror. My hair! My hair is a mess and my makeup smudged all over my eyes. I sigh and grab a piece of toilet paper. I work on wetting the tissue and rubbing the eye liner and mascara from my face. Finally after what feels like five minutes, my face is clean of any makeup.
I then skill on my hair, using my thin fingers as a comb and brush through my hair. After a short while, my hair is contained. I smile in the mirror and then I remember that I have not brushed my teeth. I grab at Niall’s toothpaste and put some on my fingers. They then enter my mouth as I ‘brush’ my teeth with my one index finger.
After that, I quickly use the toilet and wash my hands after. I open up the bathroom door and make my way back to the living room. I find Niall sitting crossed legged in front of Lux, playing with her feet. Her giggles filling the room. I take a seat on the floor next to him and he smiles at me. I return the action and once again Niall leans closer to me.
I then realize what’s happening. Without even thinking, I lean in as well and as our lips are about to touch, inches from each other. We get pulled apart by an angry voice.
“Wow! Well isn’t this fuc- nice.” Harry booms. Stopping his cussing when he notices Lux in the room. I look up at Harry with wide eyes and stand up from the ground, going closer to him, but he shrugs me off and goes over to Lux. Picking her up and starting to exit the room. I run after him, but it’s only when we’re both out of the door that he finally faces me.
What I didn’t expect was the look that he gave me though. I thought I’d see fury, but all I see is a hurt expression. Cold eyes staring at me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask and Harry laughs darkly.
“What’s wrong? Hmm let me think. You were just about to fucking kiss one of my best mates!” He shouted. I winced at the tone and the curse word laced with his reply. I walk over to him and touch his forearm, but he pushes me off slightly and walks over to his car, with Lux still in his arms.
“I’m sure you can find your own way home.” He says and shuts his door. I watch as he drives off without a second glance.
“Thank you so much for dropping me off Niall.” I smile and unlock the car door. He nods his head and I get out of the car. Slamming the door behind me.
I make my way up the front steps to the house and pull my key out from my pocket, unlocking the door and walking in. the first thing I see is my father. Standing by the stairs. A hard stare covering his face and instantly fear takes over my body.