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That was then, This is now

Sickness



Continuation...

"Can I get in?" I asked my father trying not to break in front of him at the door.

"Of course you can, it's your house too." He rushed the words worriedly.

"Thank you." I said quietly swaying back and forth in my feet in the hall, not sure of what to do next.

"India's in her room chatting with mum on skype, I'm sure she won't mind of you interrupt." He smiled softly.

"I uh was actually wondering if we uh... I mean if I could talk to you instead?" The floor suddenly became very interesting.

"What? Me? Really? I---"

"That was a silly idea I'm sorry." I mentally slapped myself in the forehead.

"No!" He raised his voice slightly then preceded to clear his throat. "I mean of course we can talk! Come sit." He rushed me to the couches in the living room. I sat in the couch, legs brought to my chest while he sat on the big chair probably trying to give me some space.

"So... What do you want to talk about?" He stared at me with big eyes. I have a feeling he's enjoying having me here now. "I mean that's not a way of starting a conversation, I'm not used to it already you haven't spoken to me in a proper conversation in ages and... What the hell am I saying? Just feel free to speak whenever you're ready." He rubbed the back of his neck uncomfortably just like Harry does. Harry... My heart clenched just by thinking about it.

"I uh well I don't really know where to start." I explained.

"is everything okay with Harry?" He encouraged.

"No... I mean I don't know." I fiddled with my fingers.

"Did anything happen in particular?"

"Yes, we just kind of had an argument." I tried to swallow the pain that was building in my chest again.

"Kind of?" He raised his brows.

"Yeah he uh asked me to choose between him and the modeling thing."

"Why?" A frown settled on his still tired face.

"Because I had to do this shoot with a guy and Harry was watching ad he didn't like it so he asked me to choose."

"I have to confess I never thought you would do something like that I mean I remember when you were little always trying to wear your mum's heels and jewelry, you even did some works for clothing stores but it was like twelve years ago and you never considered something like that again so why now?"

"You may think I'm silly." I bit my lip guiltily.

"I won't." He assured. I eyes him warily debating over my own thoughts.

"Well I was kind of running out of money because I don't really have a financial support here so when the opportunity came I thought it would be a good idea, they pay very well and I kind of like it now."

"Isn't Harry rich or something?" I groaned with his statement.

"That's exactly the kind of conclusion I don't want to hear."

"Why not?" He tilted his head.

"Because I don't want to depend on anyone in that way and specially because I don't want people to think I'm only with him for his money." I explained for the hundredth time.

"Why would people think that? I mean I know it's kind of a harsh world for famous people and all but you've been together for so long I don't think people will assume that about you, you even moved with him and I haven't seen any particular scandal concerning the two of you."

"It's not like you're updated on that gossip magazines or anything." I rolled my eyes.


"What makes you thing that?" His lips curved into a small smile.

"What?" I gasped.

"When your daughter dates a popstar I have to keep an eye on that." He winked.

"Oh." I looked down.

"I never stopped caring about you Mia, you just assumed I did because I spent more time working that home with you but everything I did, you and India were always on my mind." He spoke softly.

"How so?" I blinked.

"I know it sounds stupid but you two lived with your mum and I wasn't there so I thought sending more money every month would somehow compensate my absence." He shrugged.

"We would prefer you than money, mum gains pretty well we just really wished you were there instead of traveling here every coupe of months."

"I know, it's just the opportunities were better here. And I guess now you're thankful for that right." He winked with a big grin.

"Yeah I guess." I shook my head laughing.

"You should go to Harry, he's probably worried now." My dad nodded.

"I thought you didn't like him." I raised my eyebrow.

"Well you may think when a pop star starts dating a 'regular' girl his family worries about it but it also happens the other way around. When a guy who has everything he could possibly want tries to get my girl obviously I wonder what his intentions are." He explained amused.

"What made you change your mind?" I pushed my legs tighter to my chest.

"Him." He simply stated. "He's taking really good care of you and no one can ignore the way e looks at you I mean even I surrender to that." His eyes widened.

"What do you mean?"

"I've noticed that before but when you came to dinner with him the other day, it confirmed my thoughts that the boys really is in love with you I mean he can't even take his eyes of you, he was literally looking at you the entire time just like you were always touching him, caressing his hand or his hair as if to confirm he's really there."

"You're not the first person to say that to me." I go back to the conversation I had with Dani and El the other and how they said exactly the same.

"Just like I notice that everyone probably dies, it's like you gravitate around each other. You two remember me of your mum and I." He spoke with a little sparkle in his eyes.

"But you and mum divorced." I started to panic a little, was I meant to end up like my parents, divorced or with a bad ending in my relationship?

"I'm not saying you'll end up like us just that you resemble me of us, the young and passionate, breath taking and consuming love that I'm sure will not end up because of something so insignificant like that." He assured.

"It's just I never thought he'd make me choose because he obviously know I would never hesitate to choose him but the way he did it was so cold you know..."

"A man in love can do things he never though he would." He simply replied.

"We've been fighting a lot lately." I pointed out.

"Maybe that was what you need in order to get back to your normal relationship now."

"You think?" I stared up at him.

"I don't know Mia, I'm not familiar with your relationship but I guess that explanation makes sense." He chuckled lightly. "And by the way you've been checking your phone every five seconds I'm guessing you're dying to get back to him too." He pointed at the device in my hands.

I haven't even realized I was doing so but I can't help it always hoping to find a text from Harry which is still to come. Maybe he's thinking about giving up? Is he?

"I guess I should get back." I sighed heavily.

"How are you getting back though?" He questioned. Right, Harry brought me here. "Just take my car."

"Really?" I blinked surprised.

"Yeah of course, you can bring it back tomorrow and maybe have dinner with me and your sister... I mean if you want..." He suggested looking at the wall behind me.

"Humm yeah I uh I'll think about it." I nodded.

"Sure, take your time." He smiled. I'm not using the car anyway."

"You're really having a break from work?" I stood up from the couch.

"I told you I have, I want to spend more time with my daughters before they both build a family of their own and forget the old man." My dad chuckled. He's so different all of a sudden. It's reminds me of his true self when he was younger and happier as a family with us back in Portugal.

"Did something happen?" I wonder if there's something he's not telling me.

"No, what? Of course not! Everything's fine, I'm fine." He blinked rapidly, rushing the words.

"Humm okay, if you say so." I stood by the door awkwardly.

"Can I hug you goodbye?" My dad asked nervously.

"Ehm yeah I guess." I swallowed.

My father leaned slightly, very carefully. I stood still as he circled his arms around my shoulders.

"Give india a kiss for me." He nodded at my request handing me the car keys.

I drove slowly trying to think of words to tell Harry but nothing seems to elucidate me. Never would I thought him doing an ultimatum like that. It's not fair. He's knows I'm trying really hard to be independent and he decides to drop the bomb just like that.
I don't know what to think but I'll go crazy if I spend another minute debating on that instead of going home and understand what's on Harry's mind.

When I park the car next to Harry's my heart starts racing and everything I have debated on the way home has suddenly vanished from my mind causing me to panic significantly but I force myself out.

"Harry?" I asked when entering the house.

I receive no answer, no even Louis when he used to ask me why I call for Harry when I enter the apartment and not for him.
The car is in the garage so unless he walked somewhere he's supposed to be home. I checked every room downstairs and nothing so I proceeded upstairs. I knocked on louis' room but received no answer, he's not home.

However when I was about to enter Harry and I's room I heard mumbling inside. I leaned against the door trying to figure something out. I'm not the type of girl to hear hidden behind doors but I can't help myself now.

"Yes Erica, everything's fine, Mia has no clue of what's going on." The voice was easily recognized as Harry's but Erica? Is he talking to my mum? I heard no other voice before he spoke again.

I opened the door slowly to find Harry staring at the window, his back to me and holding his phone to his ear. Even like this, his frame looked beautiful, his muscles so defined on his back and his long legs squished in tight jeans. He obviously didn't notice my presence however when I was about to say something, nothing could have prepared me for the words I heard...

"Mia's being spending more time with her father lately but I don't think she's realized he has cancer."

"What?" I gasped, my voice cracking.

Harry swiftly turned around. His eyes widened when he realized I just heard his words, resulting on the sound of his phone shattering on the floor but my eyes keep trailed on his.


"Fuck." He muttered.

Notes

Thank you so much for 100,000 views!! I think STLUT only reached that amount after I finished the story so I'm really glad it means more people read it and I'm really thankful!! :D

Now........ Feel free to express your thoughts... ;)

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Comments

@M.J.

It's amazing how you know my writing and that I don't do happily ever after which is true but I don't think I've ever mentioned that (?)
And yes, I'm replying 6 months later, sorry.
I do envision the next step after that last chapter ended but that, of course, is gonna stay in my head. :)
xx

@Marbleskin

thank you, thank you, thank you :)
Yes, I'm working on something else indeed nut no more Harry and Mia :( I'll be in touch soon about new stuff, if you're still around

@Javairia_Directioner

Ahah, that's the FINAL end.. (As you've probably realized after 6 months.) sorry for the waiting but thank you so much for reading it!!

@faithy

That is awesome that you know it word for word!! I'd kiss you right now if I could :) thank you x100

I cried the whole way through, you evil evil woman! I loved it there is no doubt in my mind she takes his hand and they work things out. But of course this is the kind of thing you'd do. I am curious though what do you think happens? I know you dont really write happily ever after, but do see it in your head? I loved this chapter, i had so much fun reading both this stories! You are a great writer and it has been a privelege seeing how you have grown and improved! Congrats on ending this huge project!