Dont Leave Me (Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction) *ON HOLD*

Dont Leave Me

"Tasha, Tasha get up. It's your birthday!" My dad called through my bedroom door.

I would never unlock my door for my dad. I never let him in my room. 

I might love my dad, but I hate him also.

He hurts me when I dont do stuff for him, and he hurts other too.

I always wonder if  he regrets having me, because he sure acts like it. A lot.

But today was my birthday! My dad always treats me like a princess on my birthday.

I think he's bipolar. But thats still no excuse for hurting me the way he does.

My mom passed away  6 years ago from cancer. And ever since then my dad would always beat me or hurt me verbaly or physically.

"I'm up dad" I croaked

"Kay, hurry, I have a surprise for you!"

"What is it?"

"If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it?"

He was right. I should stop asking so many questions.

I did my quick make up routine, got dressed, and ran downstairs.

When I got downstairs there were 4 rapped up boxes and 1 tiny box.

"Dad, you didn't have to" I squealed through my smile

"Just showing you how much I love you, Tasha" He smiled back

I opened the first box and it was a cute top from Hollister

"I love it dad!"

He took a picture of me with it and I was on to my second present.

It was a pair of Grey Ugg Boots.

I said thank you and he took a photo of me with them

My other 2 presents were some skinny jeans and a cute black cardigan.

"Now, open your small box."

I did as I was told and opened the tiny rectangular box

"Oh my gosh.." I gasped

It was One Direction tickets.

Me and my dad steped in to the arena and my ears were flooded with sounds of screaming girls.

Once the concert started I began jumping up and down and dancing around.

This was the best night of my life. I never wanted it to end

But it did.

To quickly.

As I exited the arena I noticed my dad wasn't with me, the concert ended 35 minutes ago.

And my dad got up and left 45 minutes ago.

His car was still in the parking lot. And thank goodness, so was he.

"Dad, what are you doing out here?"

"Oh.... I- I couldn't take the screaming girls.."  he muttered

"Okay" 

I turned on the radio and began singing a long with it.

In the middle of the song I was singing to I heard a thud coming from the back of the car.

"Dad, what was that?" I asked him turning down the music

"What was what?" He asked. Another thud came up

"That."

"Oh its probably nothing..." He sighed and turned up the music

As I walked through the door I went straight up stairs my dad told me he would be outside for a bit if he needed me. I never asked him about what he was doing outside. Because frankly, I didn't care. 

As I settled in to bed I heard yelling coming from outside, it sounded like it was in my house, but  we dont live on the best street in New York. So, I just let it go.

In the morning I got up and did my normal daily routine. Another boring day, in my very boring life.

I walked downstairs and saw my dad was sitting in the kitchen at the dining table. 

"Hi dad.." 

"Oh morning Tash, I have a surprise for you!"

He grabbed my hand and we walked to the front door.

"What are we doing?"

"Shut up, dont ask questions."

My dad dragged me to the garage and opened up the door.

Once I got in there he flicked on the lights.

And I couldn't believe what I saw.

"DAD?!" 

"Yes, pumpkin?" He smiled widely at me

"WHY THE HELL IS HARRY STYLE AND LOUIS TOMLINSON IN OUR GARAGE?!" 

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SO THIS WAS THE FIRST CHAPTER OF THE STORY :)

XOXO

~Dance2Directioners