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Never Grow Up

Kisses Make It Better

After my attack in front of Jasmin, I felt like the world was going to crash around me at any moment. After the sound check was done, I took Kylee back to the bus and put her down for a nap. I always found my thoughts wandering back to Jasmin.

I was mad that she asked about Kylee's mom. But she had every right to ask. She never knew about Kylee's mom. Only the guys did and I had asked for them not to talk about her to anyone. I would only allow them to tell the people I trusted that wouldn't judge me as a single father battling the depression his dead girlfriend left in her wake. I felt so weak all the time and I felt like the only person that thought I was strong was my little girl.

To make it worse, when Kylee asked if I'd ever move on past her mom, she made me feel like I wasn't enough for her. I gave up trying to date for her. I made Kylee my number one concern and the only girl I wanted in my life, my mom not withstanding. I felt like I only needed Kylee. Now I felt really confused.

"Alex, how about you get some rest with Kylee. I'll have Jack and Rian handle the interview with the local radio station today," Matt said as he popped onto the bus.

"Am I a weak person, Matt," I asked him.

"Fuck no, Alex. Why would you think that," he asked as he sat down next to me.

"Kylee asked me if I'd move on from her mom, and then I had my attack today," I told him.

"Don't second guess yourself, Alex. You are way stronger than the rest of us. You are a single father that still manages to maintain most of his lifestyle before he became a father. Kylee adores you and looks up to you as her hero. You are the strongest bastard in this entire family, and don't doubt yourself for a moment," Matt reassured me.

"Let Jack know I'm not going to the interview and I'll go rest up for tonight with Kylee," I stood up from the couch and went into my bunk I shared with Kylee and fell asleep.
I woke up to find Kylee sitting on my chest. She had her arms across her chest as she looked at me. I swear the look on her face was similar to Matt's disapproving expressions. He was rubbing off on Kylee and she looked adorable trying to be like Matt.

"You slept a little too long, Daddy. Matty was a little mad at you. He sent me to get you up out of bed," she sassed at me.

"Oh did he know," I replied as I started tickling her, making her squirm and squeal with laughter.

"Alex, you need to get ready for the show. The meet and greet is in twenty minutes," Matt shouted from the front lounge.

I stopped tickling Kylee and I grabbed a different shirt and a beanie to wear for the show. I changed quickly and I picked Kylee up onto my shoulders as I went into the venue up to the meet and greet room. Kylee high fived Jack before I sat her down so she could go sit in her chair.

As the meet and greet started, I lost track of where Kylee was. She must have gotten up from her seat to get a juice box from Matt. I signed and took pictures with the hustlers and accepted gifts and letters from them. They even gave me early birthday presents for Kylee too.

I was pulled from a conversation with one of the girls that had gotten the meet and greet when I heard a scream from Kylee. I told the girl I'd be back as I went to find her. I found Kylee on the ground crying. I saw a girl by her that had a wicked grin on her face. I instantly got pissed off.

"Hey, who do you think you are hurting a little girl," I sneered at the girl. She was dressed like a slut.

"She was mean to me and she tried to run when I told her it was wrong to say mean things and she tripped and hit her head on the wall," the girl lied right to my face.

"Matt, get her out of here," I told him as I pointed at the band slut.

I picked up Kylee into my arms and I took her to the band's dressing room and sat her down on the counter. I saw that the girl had scratched her forehead and made Kylee scrape up her knees and palms of her hands. I cleaned her up and bandaged her up.

"Hey no more tears, baby girl. Daddy's here now," I cooed to her as I held her in my arms.

"She was so mean to me, Daddy. She said I was a bad thing for you. She said I was being selfish for keeping you all to myself," she sobbed, barely able to get out everything out clearly.

"It's okay, Kylee. She's not going to hurt you ever again. You are not selfish, you are my daughter and you have every right to keep me to yourself," I told her as I kissed her forehead.

"Daddy, can you kiss my boo-boos and make them all better," she asked with tears still in her eyes as I put her down on the ground again.

"I'd love to," I replied with a smile as I kissed her hands and knees before kissing her forehead again, "Kisses always make it better. I love you, sweetheart."

"I love you too, Daddy," Kylee replied as she hugged my neck tightly. I held her in my arms tightly. I hated when fans did this to us. Some of them can;t get it through their heads that I can have a family and keep to myself with them.

Notes

Happy times coming very soon.

Comments

I just read what you have of this, and absolutely love it. I'm not sure if that last chapter you posted was kind of meant as a final chapter; I guess it could work in a way. But the story is awesome and I really liked what you have of it.
It's been a minute since you've updated, so it's probably asking a lot to update again, but if you weren't finished with this and one day want to update again, I will be here to read. :) Although as it is it could be seen as conclusive.
Idk, but I just wanted to leave this comment letting you know I enjoyed what you did have of this and think you're a great writer. The story is very sweet. :)

Nanook Nanook
12/29/16
I want a dad like that I'm jealous and love this story
AndieRose AndieRose
8/7/13
Alex being a dad is all I can imagine of. Love the story so far! Please carry on soon ;)
Amelia Amelia
8/6/13
I have this feeling that Jasmin is gonna do something, I don't know what but I know I'm not gonna like her or what she does