Seven Days, Seven Guys (COMPLETED)

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There's plenty of time.

There is.

There's lots of time.

He won't be home for another hour or so.

I haven't seen dad in weeks. Almost a month. He's been traveling the world looking for international stars to perform in the arena. Has he got any luck? Well. He hasn't mentioned any stars to me, I'll assume he had found no one. Pretty disappointing. I was looking forward to meeting some international superstars. (Sarcasm)

Now, I have never been interested in international singers. I listen to solid English. All English. No Spanish, no Greek, no German, just ENGLISH. When dad told me the news I was mad that he wanted some different performers. I thought the performers we usually had were just fine. I've met all the performers, like I've met One Direction, Kelly Clarkson, Jennifer Lopez, I even met Prince. I don't understand why dad would want someone new, when we have had legends perform her before.

My dad isn't the kind of person to just want the same thing over and over. He wants to try new things. I hate trying new things, it's honestly too much to hold.

Footsteps downstairs

Dad. Honey? Hey honey! Come downstairs! I'm home!

It sounds like dad is home.

Y/N. Dad!! It's been so long! Tell me all about your travels! Tell me what you found!

Dad. Let's sit down in my office right now. I will tell you everything. Go on. Go pour me a glass of water.

I ran upstairs with a glass of water, I had to hear what he was going to say.

Ok so pls don't get mad ARMY, lollll.... it's a story it gets better!!!!!