Brothers Best Friend 2 (H.S)

Chapter Two- Empty Room

Chapter 2

Harry's POV

It has been a year since I left.
Since I left everything behind.
Since I left everyone behind.
Some without a word.

Things were different.

I was different. My whole life was different.

It was all because of her.

"Here Dad.." I hand my Dad his breakfast placing it on the kitchen table along with a glass of water.

I was tired.
Tired was understatement actually. I was exhausted.

After my Dad's battle with cancer, things were slowly starting to go back to normal. Ever since he beat it, he was on a mission to get back to how he was. To be the person he was before his illness. I admired him to say the least. He was my hero. The one person I looked up to in life thinking 'I couldn't be any prouder if I turned out to be like you one day'.

We nearly lost him.

But he was stronger than I thought. Than everyone thought.

At one point he was given 2 weeks to live.

It was bad.

And I had no one.

I was surrounded by everyone who loved me, but not by the person who I loved. I guess that was the hardest part.

I felt like I was screaming in an empty room, watching the world go by without a second glance.

"Thank you" My Dad smiles up at me after noticing the full English I had made him.
"Harry you know I'm good you don't need stay with me" He says as I walk back over to the sink about to wash up. I had been staying with my Dad for the past week as my flat I had bought was getting re-decorated from when I first moved in. Renovation were supposed to be 3 weeks or more. I didn't mind though. It was a shithole and I would rather stay with my Dad anyway.

"No I know Dad, I just thought-" I turn to him crossing my arms over my chest as I look over at him leaving back against the worktop.
"While I wait for my place to be decorated, maybe.. maybe you might want some company?" I shrug. That wasn't entirely a lie. I did want to keep an eye on him, was that a crime?

"Course you can stay, I'm just saying you don't need to watch my every move, it's been 3 months" he reminds me rolling his eyes at me as he begins to tuck into his breakfast.

"I know and your doing great Dad, I just-" I sigh grabbing the bottle of water off the side along with my phone before sitting down at the table opposite him.
"I just worry about you a little" I say shaking my head as I run a hand through my hair in frustration.

"Well don't, I will not have you worrying about me for no reason, I beat it! I'm good, seriously I feel better than ever" he insists but I wasn't convinced. He was pushing himself and I was just afraid he was going to push himself over the edge.
"You know, Doctor Bradshaw said I maybe be able to take up running again soon" he tells me and I look at him with wide eyes.

"Really?" I smile at him noticing his excitement.
"Woah that's great Dad" I lean back in my chair looking at him in amazement.

"I know I'm excited" he tells me and I smile as he speaks.
"Maybe we could go running together?" He looks at me intently and I nod.

"Sounds good" I say as I take a drink from my water.

"Have you been in touch with your friends from back home yet?" He asks as he opens his newspaper on the table beside him. 

My friends.

I had kept in touch with mostly all of them.

"Yeah, they call all the time" I laugh lightly. Niall calls everyday along with Klaus. Eva texts me more than anything, especially stupid videos of dogs that she thinks are funny. Which they are. Niall, Eva and Klaus had visited once which was really weird for me but I liked it. It was hard seeing them. But it meant a lot that they did come.
"It's a little annoying, but I know they mean well" I add and my Dad looks up at me with a smile.

"How lovely.." He says and I hum in agreement as I scroll through my phone.
"Are you planning on visiting them anytime soon? It's been over a year Harry" he says and I shrug.

I hadn't been back.

I hadn't even thought about going back. I didn't know how I was going to be able to.

"I know" I sigh.
"I've been thinking about it" I lie. I didn't really want to talk about it but I knew what he was getting at.

"You've nearly finished your training Harry, you need to be looking at jobs, don't you want to consider going back?" He says and I roll my eyes. I swear this was all anyone ever spoke to me about.

When are you going home Harry?
Do you miss it?
What are you gonna do when you finish your training?

"I don't know"  Was my answer to everything.

He pauses for a second looking at me skeptically.

"What aren't you telling me?" He presses and I sigh pushing my chair back.

"Nothing" I say as I stand up.
"Why is it so hard to believe that I want to stay here?" I snap a little too harshly as I throw my water bottle in the recycling.

"Because I know you" he says and I want to roll my eyes but I decide against it.
"Don't think I haven't noticed the change you in boy, because I have and I'm not going to ask why I'm just saying, whatever it is that is bothering you, you can always talk to me about it" he says and I frown. Where the hell did he get all that from?

"I'm fine" I lie.
"There's nothing to talk about" I also lie.

"Harry-"

"Dad, I'm good-" I say as I push my chair in.
"I'm gonna go for a run-" I say as I head for the kitchen door.

I just needed to leave.

"You've just been!" He calls after me but I ignore.

"Bye!"

I wonder if she ever got my note?