**Monday**

I waited for Harry last night but he never did turn up and I don’t know why, I was the one who is supposed to be upset about this situation not him. We are already have way through the school day and he still haven’t tuned up, I am assuming he is wagging (A/n: Australian slang, it means skipping) school or maybe he got hurt or sick or he is an accident, oh my gosh, I am really worried now.

“What is that beautiful mind of yours is thinking so hard about?” Andy asks, he is back from suspension, we also happen to have the same Biology and Maths classes together. I didn’t blush at his comment but I just smiled at him and replied, “nothing, I was just thinking of what to wear for you birthday.”

A smile grew on his face, if people don’t know the real Andy they would think he is quite a charmer but I knew better, “you can wear whatever you like but prefer you not wearing anything at all,” he jokes which made me want to puke at his dirty remark, “Ewe…you are disgusting,” I said with a revolted face which made him laugh out loud.

“Mr Smith, do you have something to share to the class?” Mr Johnson asks angrily, annoyed by Andy’s outburst which disrupted our teaching, “I think this class is too innocent to hear it sir” Andy replied happily while winking at me which made the class laugh. This kid does flirt with me, well with anyone A LOT which annoys the heck out of me but since I don’t have any feelings for him it doesn’t affect me.

**Lunch time**

“Hey guys…how was your weekends?” I chirped happily as I approach my group of best friends, “Hey Tass,” the all replied looking my way, I decided to take a seat between Niall and Liam.

“Tass, have you seen Harry? I have invited him to come and sit with us at lunch since last week but he never did…his a really cool kid and yeah I am a little…just a little bit jealous of his soccer skills,” Louis specified which made us all laugh, he himself is pretty dam good at soccer and if he is up to the point where he admits that he is jealous of Harry, well that means Harry must be extremely good.

“No I haven’t actually seen him today,” I replied sadly, “speaking of Harry, he actually might be in the hospital…oh I hope his o.k.” Zayn add.

Wait what? Hospital? What happen to Harry that I didn’t know about? How did Zayn know? Since when did they become friends?

Everyone started laughing, why is everyone started laughing? “Oh great did I say that out loud again?” I ask getting really embarrassed this situation because I have never mention Harry once in our conversations.

“Firstly, Missy you have a lot of explaining to do from you little outburst and what haven’t you told us about Harry and you?” Perrie asks curiously but in a cheeky way, I feel like everyone is hawking at me now waiting my response.

“Zayn what do you mean Harry might be in the Hospital?” I ask trying to change to topic back to the ‘Harry in the hospital’ thing, “We know you are trying to change the topic Tass and you still own us an explanation, well you remember on Friday right? How Miss Bowden told him to stay back?” Naill asks which I nodded quickly wanting him to continue, I remember Harry getting home all injured….wait that’s it…I never did ask Harry what happen to him…oh gosh I am stupid….so stupid…

“Well long story short…Liam and Zayn find that bastard and his five other friends ganging up on Harry and beating the crap out of him,” Naill explained which made me gasp in shock, “who..w-wass…the..p-person a-gain?” I ask in a whisper.

“Who else would it be? That douche bag Andy the whiner of course…he was too afraid that Harry’s going to kick his ass so he bought along five other well-built men along with him….just so he can get him back….what a dickhead,” Liam said getting all angry as the memories of the even flashing back.

That bastard…that sick bastard…I knew what he said yesterday afternoon was too good to be true…I knew it…Poor Harry…

(Harry P.O.V)

I woke up groaning to the massive headache and everything that happened last night flashes back, Tasman and Andy all happy together, me getting drunk…really drunk and slept with a slut? Oh I didn’t remember bringing a one night stand home…

Wait I have a one night stand on my bed…in my house? That is not right…I didn’t want anyone else sleeping on my bed other than Tasman now that this whore has slept on it…I have to get a new one…

“Wake up and leave,” I yelled harshly making her wake up in shock as my voice echoed through my room, I know I am a sick bastard but I don’t want anyone else at the moment I only want Tasman. She quickly put her clothes on, quickly gathered her stuff and walks off but stop at the door for a couple of second, “I feel sorry for this Tasman girl to have a asshole and a cheater boyfriend like you,” she spit walking off.

How did she know Tasman’s name? Oh…great I did moan her name didn’t I? I feel really guilty and disgusting at the moment…even though Tasman is not even mine yet....

I looked at the time and it was already eleven in the afternoon, I am just ditching school today. After having a long shower I decided to go downstairs and have breakfast, well more like lunch because my stomach is growling for good. I notice a car parked outside, oh no, when I thought my day can’t get any worse, but god I was wrong because the devil himself have return home. I am no longer hungry anymore.

“Harry, my son long time no see aye big fella,” I cringed at his statement, “since I am home for the whole week, I think we should have some father and son quality time…what do you say son?” my stomach starts to flip in anger every time he says the word ‘son.’ I haven’t seen him since the accident, he pretty much left since the accident for a business trip or some sort which I was grateful but now he is going to be here for the whole week.

What did I do in my last life to deserve this?

“We playing MUTE are we boy? Oh I forgot that you were quite a MUTE before I left…which seem like a long time ago,” he states chuckling at his own statement, “Oh like father like son aye Harold? Bringing a slut home every now and then…the only difference is that I am not PATHETIC like you,” he laughs darkly.

Andy is just like him, everyone in this fucking world is just like him, my own father calling me names, criticize me, harass me, abuse me, so of course everyone else would join him and later Tasman would join him too. Later she would also call me pathetic once she gets to know the real me…

“I am not like you…YOU BASTARD…I will never be like YOU,” I spat and I would never be like my dad, well if dad is even the right word to use for this wicked man in front of me.

“Harold…Harold…Harold…you can deny it all you want but you are practically me but just more PATHETIC…I am very unlucky to have a son like YOU…IF YOU ARE EVEN MY SON,” he yelled venomously.

According to Mrs Pott, before I was born my dad was a loving caring husband but when my mum got pregnant he was oversea in a business trip and he end u thinking that my mum cheated on him and claim that I am not his biological son. Ever since then he became cruel towards my mum and even when I was born, even when I look exactly like him in feature wise, green eyes, curly hair and dimples, he still claim that I am not his son.

I hated myself a long time for being the course of my parents broken relationship but Mrs Pott assured me that it wasn’t my fault, my dad was already distancing himself and acting weird before he left and my mum being pregnant with me tops it all. Later my mum finds out that my dad himself cheated on my mum before she was even pregnant with me.

In the name of love my mum forgave him, from then and onward my dad’s business grew he became one of the top London business man. As he gain more power he starts to abuse my mum more, even as little as I was he started to abuse me, I have never experience what a father’s love was like and seeing the way Mr Lee talks about his kids and the way he treats me, I know I am missing out a lot.

You are probably wondering why my mum haven’t divorce him, well he threaten to kill me if she did so and for the sake of my life my mother put up with his inhuman behavior. You probably also wondering why I haven’t smashed his face, well he threaten that if I lay one fingertip on him he would turn my mother’s life support off and knowing that man, I decided not to take the risk but I know there’s only so much urge I can contain since I have anger issue.

He has known me long enough to say just the thing to tick my bomb off, he has been waiting for a long time to see me in jail or die because his been tempting me from the day that I was born. He has so much power that he can get away with killing anyone and that includes my mum and me. That man is no longer a human anymore, as more power he gains the more cruel stuff he ends up doing, that man standing in front of me right now is the devil himself.

“That slut goes around and fucks with all the fat rich people…probably she can’t even identify which one is your father,” he spat, if I didn’t know him I would probably thought that he was hurt by what he assume my mum did, but the problem is that I do know him and what he thought my mum did, well it didn’t affect him at all but he is using my mum against me to get me worked up. He knows it works all the time.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP… my mother was not like THAT and you know it…you are PRACTICALLY talking about YOURSELF…I have anger issues but the difference between YOU and ME is that I CAN CONTROL MINE…UNLIKE YOU….FATHER,” it was now for me to use his words against him and I made sure to emphases the word ‘Father’ twice as much because he hates it when I call him that ever since I was little.

I can see his face is getting all red, his vain popping out from his neck and his fingers are curled into a fist, without a doubt I hit the nerve. “You can’t ignore me Harold, I will always be a part of you whether you like it or no,” he growled like an animal like, with that I decided to leave to visit my mum at the hospital.

**Mr Lee’s shop**

“Harry, I am pretty sure you don’t have work today son…how can I help you?” Mr Lee ask happily as he saw me walk through the door, “Mr Lee…I mean…James…sorry…I was wondering if I could increase my work time because I am a little desperate for money at the moment,” I told him.

“When teenage boys are desperate for money that means they were up to no good…but since I know you are a good kid…I can help you with that,” he said chuckling which made me laugh, “I would actually think the same thing if a kid my age are desperate for money,” I chuckled.

“What do you need it for Harry…I mean you don’t have to tell me if it is personal stuff…but what I mean is like how much do you need it and how soon…I mean you can always come and ask me for a loan if you are struggling financially…because I have no problem with it,” he said with a grin plastered on his face.

“I am not too desperate I guess…I am just saving up money so I can move out once I am eighteen years old…you know to rent an apartment and stuff…well also to pay for my mum’s medical treatment…” I explain to him truthfully.

“Oh god, Harry is your mum alright? If you need anything please let me know and I will do anything in my will power to help you out son,” Mr Lee offers genuinely with concern written all over his face, I know I can trust Mr Lee because I am pretty much going through what he had been through and I know for a fact that he doesn’t pity me or judge me. He was way too young and too innocent to help his own mum and he wants to make sure that I save mine because he didn’t have the chance to save his.

“She was in a car accident, now she is a coma for one month and a half now,” I told him the sad truth, “the only reason I wasn’t able to work here on school days is because I go and visit her every afternoon until visiting hours is up, but now that my dad is home and I a feeling that he will be staying around, I need to get money quick and fast….so I don’t have to see his face every day…” I explain leaving out the details.

“Wow son you are a strong boy and not to be nosy or anything but…your relationship is not too good with…your dad?” Mr Lee questioned, I don’t mind it because he was just curious and I did exactly the same to him about his past, “James…let’s just say your past is indifferent to my reality now…except my mum’s heart is still beating even though she is unconscious,” I answered which took him a while to take everything in because he stayed quite.

“Son when you want to move out you don’t have to try find an apartment alright….you can come and live with me…or you can live here in my shop, it have two bad rooms, kitchen, bathroom and toilet… you don’t have to pay anything….you don’t have to work on weekdays either…you can just work like usual son…I am not doing this because I pity you…I just don’t want you to go down the same path as I did…”Mr Lee offer with a smile.

“Thank you so much James…you don’t know how much that means to me,” I give him a gratitude smile, “Harry, you are pretty much just like my own son, I am willing to help anytime,” he says, “James…I have only known you for six weeks but you have been more of a father to me then my actual dad who have known me since birth….I can’t thank you enough,” I replied to his statement and with that he engulfed me with a fatherly hug.

My dad was and never will be my superman but…..Mr Lee is….

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