With Your Love

Chapter 9

The rest of the gang steps outside when they all said their goodbyes

I followed them but my mum grabbed my shoulder

"Has dad called you?" She whispers in my ear

"No why? It's not like he ever does" I tell her

She looks surprised, and whispers something under her breath

"So he hasn't told you yet?" She asks, but the second the words leave her mouth, she puts her hands over it

"...Told me what exactly?" I ask taken aback at what my mother wasn't telling me

"Nothing, I'll tell you another time" My mum says shooing me out of her house

I shrug my shoulders and step outside her house, the cold wind blasting my face, blowing my hair in every direction possible. I shake my head but that just makes it way worse than it already was. I sigh in frustrations as I move my hair to the side. The weather was pretty cold today, even though it was summer, it was cloudy and gloomy day in LA. I expected sunny weather, but I guess LA is just pretty unpredictable.

"Did dad call?" My mum's voice echoes through my head. Why would he call? It's not like he even communicates to me anymore. I don't even want to think of him. He ruined my childhood, growing up without a dad, being bullied at school, kids teasing me that even my dad left me. Those memories hurt, they hurt a lot. And they were all because of him. He promised he would still be my dad, what a liar. He gave me false hope, every day, I would come home praying, believing, hoping, he would be there, with his arms wide open. He never was, ever. I came to LA to spend time with my mum, but it looks like somehow, without even trying, my dad is going to ruin it. However, I can't help thinking what Steve wanted to tell me. Oh yeah, I called him by his first name, I'm such a badass.

"Cuando es la Navidad en la biblioteca?" Taylor asks

I snap back to reality to notice Taylor spoke in Spanish

"Taylor, you just asked me when is Christmas in the library..." I say confused

"Oh, well I meant to ask, what's wrong?" Taylor asks realizing her inability to speak other languages

"Babe, stick to English, you barely even know how to speak that" Josh says rolling his eyes

"Oh shut up" Taylor says crossing her arms over her chest "You think you're so cool because well, why do you think you're cool? Because you're obviously not"

"Hey, you take that back" Josh says pushing me to the other side of the side walk in order to get up in Taylor's face

"Make me slut" Taylor says raising her eyebrows while rolling her sparkling blue eyes. I see them filled with amusement

Josh yells something back, and those two are lost in their own little argument

"What was your pretty little mind mad at?" Niall asks

"How do you know I was mad at something?" I ask him my eyes widening at the fact that Niall can so easily tell when something is wrong, he can tell before even I can

"Valerie, I've known you for how long?" He asks looking me in the eyes "11 years, well 2 of them we lost touch, but still, I can tell believe me"

"But how?" I ask still wanting an answer for my question

"When you get mad, your eyes darken the outside becoming almost a grey kind of color, when you're sad they gleam a bright hazel color, and when you're happy, they are hazel, the normal color" He says not looking away from my eyes the whole time