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After a day of shopping, Y/n's arms had been filled with bags. They had decided to take a day off and just spoil themself. Y/n had been dealing with quite a bit of stress recently, they definitely needed this day off. When Y/n was younger, they had normally never received anything extra than the bare necessities they needed to survive. Their father, Mr. L/n had always been harsh towards them. Maybe it was just because they were his least favorite child, or it could've been because of how cruel of a person Mr. L/n was.

But it didn't matter now, as soon as possible Y/n had moved away from their father. They had ended up starting a new life in London and had cut off all contact with their father. And as months passed, Y/n had developed new and healthy relationships with good people. Y/n had even started dating someone, a brunette boy that went by the name Alex Elmslie. They couldn't be any happier together.

Walking into their flat, Y/n had dumped their bags onto the couch sitting in the living room. They were parched, all they wanted at the moment was a glass of water. As Y/n waited for their glass to fill up, they had taken a moment to look into their phone. It had been a couple of days since the last time they checked their email, so why not start there?

A bit of spam mail.

Emails from YouTube.

But just one had stuck out to them.

F/n L/n sent an email.

Dread overwashed them as they stared at the name. Why had he suddenly reached out to them? He hadn't cared they where they were for the past couple of months. The subject had only been titled, 'Hello.'

Hello. Even just a simple word like that reminded Y/n of all the bad memories.

Some days they would come home from school after having a terrible day, they would just want to be alone the rest of the night and not talk to anyone. Walking into the kitchen, they would pass by their father on the way to the fridge.

He'd be sitting at the table, a newspaper sitting in front of his with a cup of coffee. He loved his coffee, even after a long day of work, he'd come home and have a cup or two. He always said coffee helped him relax.

"Hello." He'd grumble, not bothering to table a glance away from the newspaper he was skimming over.

Y/n hadn't even taken a second to listen to him. They had one earbud in, blasting their favorite song while rummaging in their fridge. (They had also come up with the conclusion that if they just interacted with him, it'd always turn out bad."

After a moment of silence, He's clear his throat, speaking a bit more stern this time. "I said, hello."

Y/n winced, overhearing him speak this time. But still, they didn't say a word.

"Aren't you gonna say hello?"

At this point, Y/n's father could feel his blood pressure rise. He felt like a fool for being ignored.

Within seconds, Y/n could feel something grip their shoulder, turning them around. There stood there father, a look of anger mixed with disgust being sprawled across his face. "Listen to me when I'm talking to you, idiot."

Y/n couldn't stare into those cold eyes any longer, they couldn't help but look down at their feet. They winced at the feeling of their father's grip tightening on them. Again, there was a moment of silence.

"Fine, be that way. You're a pathetic excuse for my child. You're weak and worthless, you couldn't even try to say hello to the man who created you."

He had stepped away from Y/n, letting them out of their grasp to sit back down at the kitchen table. As soon as they were out of his grasp, Y/n ran out of the room with whatever they were holding in their hands. reaching their small, empty bedroom, they shut the door quietly, trying not to alarm their father. They didn't want to upset him any more than he already was.

Alex had just finished his video with Lewis. Today his friend had come over to do a bit of filming with both him and George and just to hang out for a while. As he waited for George and Lewis to finish their video together, Alex found himself sitting on the living room couch. He had decided to spend a bit of time looking through his social medias. Sometimes it could all be a little overwhelming, other times to could be boring and bland. It was a more boring moment for his social media.

But it had only seemed to be perfect timing when a new notification had popped up on his phone. Y/n was calling.

Placing the phone to his ear, Alex grinned wide. "Hello love, I was just thinking about calling you."

As fast as his grin appeared, it disappeared in seconds. The sound of Y/n's sobs could be heard over the phone. Hearing Y/n in so much pain broke his heart.

"Y/n? What's wrong? Talk to me," he spoke quietly, sitting up as he listened closely.

"M-My... my f-father is t-trying to g-get b-back in c-contact with m-me." At this point Y/n couldn't help but stutter as they spoke, they could barely speak.

"What?" Alex let out a breath. He remembered Y/n would never talk about their family, nor would they talk about having Alex ever meet them. But if Y/n was sobbing over their father, they obviously had a reason to not want to get in contact with their parents.

"D-don't m-make me s-say it a-again."

"No, no, no... I'm sorry, Y/n... do you want me to come over or would you like me to get you something?"

"C-could you j-just c-come over?"

"Yeah, I'll be on my way over now."

"Alright, l-love you."

"Love you more."

Opening the front door, Alex made his way through Y/n's flat. After seconds of searching, he had found his partner sitting in their room. Y/n had wrapped a blanket around themself, they hadn't quit crying yet.

"Oh, Y/n..."

For a moment, they sat there, Alex holding Y/n close as they cried. At this point, Y/n could barely breathe properly from their sobs. All Alex could do was whisper sweet nothings to them while keeping them close as he gently rubbed circles on their back.

When their breathing calmed back down and the tears began to disappear, Alex had decided to ask Y/n a few questions.

"Do you wanna talk about what happened?"

Y/n gave a nod before speaking. "My dad... he's not a good person. He had always treated me like shit when I was living with him." They took a breath, their eyes flickering from the ground to meet Alex's eyes, only looking back down at the ground. "He wasn't the kindest to me... he never got physical, but all the verbal abuse did a number on me."

"Oh god... I'm so sorry, Y/n." Alex did feel terrible, but he knew he had little control over this situation. It was all up to Y/n about what they wanted to do next. "Are you gonna respond?"

"No. I don't want anything to do with that scum bag. He's put me through enough pain, I'm not gonna sit through it any longer. I left for a reason."

"Alright, I think that's a smart idea," Alex hummed softly, rocking Y/n back and forth in his arms as they spoke.

"Alex?"

"Yes?" He made eye contact with Y/n, their eyes were still a bit glossy, but they looked much better than when he first saw them.

"Would it be okay if I spent the night over at your flat? I don't want to be alone tonight..."

"That's perfectly alright, love. Of course, you can."

"Thanks Al," Y/n sniffled quietly.

"Yeah, no problem. Why don't you pack an overnight bag then I'll take you out to get something to eat?"

"Sounds great," Y/n grinned, hopping off of their boyfriend's lap. Alex let out a soft chuckle, watching Y/n disappear into their closet to pack.

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