Story Of My Life *1d and 5SOS*

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*Juul*

"Ah fuck you..." I want to run away, but 'my father' stops me. "I'm serious... I've been following what's going on in your lives for a while now. I moved to China after the break up with mum..." I knock the man's hand off my shoulder. "A friend of mine is gone! I don't have time to talk to you..." I bite off, as I start to get angrier and angrier. "And especially not with you!" I want to walk away, when my phone vibrates in my pocket. I awkwardly pull it out of my pocket and answer it without looking to see who it is. "Juul Malik?" I mumble, taking a quick glance at the man, who turns out to be my father. "Hey Juul! It's Calum! I just want to say that I found Mayke! We'll be walking to the hotel in a minute..." I hear someone sobbing in the background, probably Mayke. "Super that you found her!" I exclaim happily, with a sense of relief. Then I look at 'my father' again.

I realise that I have to talk to him, for answers. I want to know why exactly he left, why he never visited us. I want to know so much, and I won't find out if I leave now, no matter how hard it will feel.

"I found someone else... Will you tell Zayn that I'm okay? I'll come a little later..." A smile appears on my father's face, which somehow makes me nauseous. "So what is it? Who?" I hear Calum ask anxiously. "Don't worry, okay? I'll tell you tomorrow! Sleep tight!" Before he can answer, I hang up.

"Was that your boyfriend? What's his name again... Ashton?" I nod, but then shake my head. "No, it was Calum, a friend of mine. And yes, his name is Ashton..." I mumble. My father nods. "Where do you want to talk? I mean: it's half past eleven..." Sighs I. My father laughs. "There's a joint here that's open until two in the morning... It's not a cafe, but a kind of teahouse." Says my father. "A tea house that is open till two in the morning?" I ask in surprise. My father nods. "China is so weird..." Mutters I laugh. My father laughs too. "Let's mar just go, then. Before we're still standing here at half past twelve and Zayn gets worried." He suggests. I nod. "Good plan..."

"So... You tell me." I grab my cup of tea and carefully take a sip. It's terribly hot and I stop drinking immediately. "Tell what?" Asks my father. He picks up one of the many biscuits we have been given. "The whole story. The break up with mum, your departure to China, how you live now." I mumble. My father nods.

"Mom and I broke up because I was heavily addicted. That wasn't good for you. We often had big fights, which got worse and worse. Eventually I left..." Begins my father. He stares sadly ahead. I nod thoughtfully, I didn't know it was that bad. Zayn had mentioned pills, but not about a serious addiction. "I wandered around London for a while. After doing that for a while, I was offered help. The only downside; the only place they had room was in China." My father takes a sip of his tea. i'm still listening intently. "So I decided to go to China, and got help in a clinic. After three months I was allowed to live under supervision in China. I got a companion who came home every day: Lycke. She was from America, so she spoke fluent English just like me, fortunately..." I notice that my father smiles while pronouncing 'Lycke'. "Again after a lapse of months, I was doing so well that I only had to see her once a week. But I started having feelings for Lycke, and she for me, somehow. She just couldn't date me until she was no longer my supervisor. After a total of one year of treatment, we started dating. One thing led to another and yes... Now we are married..." A big smile comes on his face, which makes it impossible for me to be angry about the fact that he is now married to another woman.

"After that whole thing here in China, I didn't dare contact Zayn became famous, and I kept an eye on everything. Every time I saw him in a magazine I felt so proud. Lycke's daughter, who is the same age as you, is a die hard Directioner, and a 5 seconds of summer fan. I've never told her that you're my children, I just couldn't do it... Your half-sister is also a Directioner, even though she's not really a fan, she's only six. The three of us are going to the concert tomorrow... Every time I see Lycke's daughter, Simone, I think of you. And when I see my other daughter, Jade, I think of you too. About how close we were together..." I can hear in my father's voice that he is sincere, that he really missed me.

I feel a mixture of everything. I feel anger, that he has been with Simone and Jade, but not with us. I feel joy, because I finally have my father back. I feel fear, fear of what is to come...

"So you have been with other daughters all these years, one of whom is not even your daughter, but not with us? And you've been keeping quiet about us?" I ask indignantly. My father nods honestly. "If you want to put it that way yes.... I really wanted to have contact with you again, but I didn't dare. I had been such a bad father to you. You were older and had already missed me. Your mother is such a good person, I was sure you had it better with her. Only with her..." He explained. I sigh. "So now you think this will solve it?" I ask. I stand up. I need to think, to be alone. "Juul, don't go away now..." My father begs. I shake my head. "I don't need this at the moment, I want to be alone." I say softly. My dad takes a pen from his jacket pocket and starts writing on a napkin. Then he hands it to me. "Please, here's my number. Call me, text me... Or app, me that too." I nod. "Will do..." I almost whisper. I mumble something resembling bye and walk out of the tent. As soon as I'm outside, I start crying. 

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