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Chapter 41

Ashlyn's POV

I'm a little nervous for dinner with my dad tonight. I'm happy Harry is going to be there with me. I wouldn't want to have it any other way though. I cleaned up around the house to keep me from thinking about it while he was at practice. I mean at least we have a cleaner house now. It was pretty much clean before. I just couldn't help it because I'm nervous. I know things can go wrong tonight. Honestly more than likely they will. That tends to happen when my parents are around. Hopefully it's different because it will just be my dad. He's always been calmer than my mom ever has.

I finished putting our laundry into the washer when I heard him get back from practice. I can't help but smile a little bit. I love it when he gets home. I started the washer before walking out of the small laundry room into our kitchen. I found him standing at the fridge. I smiled a little bit, walking towards him as he closed it. He turned around and started to smile when he saw me. I wrapped my arms around him, "I missed you."

He softly pecked my lips, "I missed you, babe."

I smiled, leaning my head into his chest. He kissed the top of my head, "I can tell you've been nervous."

I laughed a little bit, looking back up at him, "How did you know?"

"Our house is extremely clean."

"Sorry."

He chuckled, "I'm not complaining, love. Do you want me to get your mind off of it before we leave?"

I shook my head, "We should start getting ready."

He softly pecked my lips before leading the way upstairs to our bedroom. He started pulling me into our bathroom with him. I laughed a little bit, "I'm not showering with you today, babe."

He frowned, "Why not?"

"We need to get ready for dinner with my dad."

"Okay I do have something to talk to you about before we go."

"Okay."

He softly pecked my lips before pulling away and going into our bathroom, closing the door behind me. I smiled a little bit, grabbing my make up and things for my hair before sitting down in front of the mirror. I have no idea what else he has to talk to me about. I thought everything was good. Everything seems fine since he got home. I don't know what else there could be. I really can't focus on this. I need to get ready. I'm already worried enough for tonight. My dad and harry are complete opposites. Who knows what will happen with the both of them. Especially since Harry is extremely protective over me. Also, honestly if I have to choose between the two, I'm choosing Harry. I love him. I know I only want him. I've made the very obvious. Especially the last few days.

I was pretty much finished with my hair when I heard the water shut off for the shower. I heard some moving around while he was in there. I don't get why that was taking him so long either. As I finished up my hair the bathroom door opened. I couldn't help but smile a little bit as I saw him walk out wearing just his boxer briefs. I love seeing him just wearing them. He smirked a little bit, moving over to me. He sat down behind me with me between his legs as he wrapped his arms around me. He kissed my cheek, looking into the mirror at me, "You're so beautiful, babe."

I smiled, leaning back into him, "I think you've told me that before."

He chuckled, "I've told you multiple times."

I placed my hand on top of his, "I know. What were you wanting to talk to me about?"

He smiled a little bit, "I talked to the boys about them meeting you today."