Rooftop

Hannah's POV

"Hey honey, how was the fight?" He asked me, he really looks tired.

"Noah won, dad are you okay?" I asked worriedly.

"Fine, I was coming home from work and I noticed a small window close to the roof of your room and I found out there's a way to the roof." He tells me.

"Wow, can I go?" I asked with a smile. Fûck I want to go. He nod his head. "Dad, please rest" I plead with him. I don't want to sleep anymore, I could go up and watch the moon and stars and sky.

"Okay dear, and be careful" he tells me.

I head up to my room, removing my jacket, tried to find the window my dad said was in my room but I didn't see any. I groan out in annoyance.

My eyes went over to my balcony door, I looked up and saw a small blurry window. Jackpot. I head out of the room and towards the attic. I grabbed a ladder and came back.

Climbing up, I opened the window and climb up. The cold night breeze blew my hair. I got up and sat on the cold tile of the roof.

I closed my eyes, relaxing as I looked