Author's Note
This request is for @missbabydoll424 I'm incredibly sorry for not posting this earlier but here it is
Your POV
I walked back and forth, in my small living room trying to think up an excuse to tell Harry, you see my mother just invited us to dinner and well we don't live in the most comfortable neighborhood
"Hey babe, im home" I heard him call from the front of the house, my heart beating faster than usual 'you can tell him Meka, just do it"
"Is there something wrong, you look fidgety" he asked placing his coat on the couch and looking at me with concern in his eyes
"Well uh there is something I need to tell you" I stated grabbing his arm and sitting him down, his face twisting in fear and confusion
"W-What is it" he asked his face slitghly turning red with interpretation
"My mom called and she..wants to meet you" I replied closing my eyes not wanting to see his reaction
"Is that it" he asked
"Y-Yeah why" I replied slowly opening my eyes to see him doubled over in laughter
"I-I thought something bad happened, but its just your mom wanting to meet me" he replied calming down after his fit "okay so when are we going"
"Uh....today" I replied forming a small smile on my face "but of you don't want to g-"
"Okay, go put your shoes on...you don't want to be late now" he called out putting his jacket and walking out the door, completely ignoring my statement
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"So where do you live again" he asked taking a left on the street and entering BrockField road, but the thing with this street is there's 2 different sides, you have the nicer 'cleaner' looking homes on the left and then you have the rough 'ghetto' looking houses on the right....wonderful
"Wow babe, I didn't know you lived in such great houses, like that one even has a damn trampoline outside" Harry exclaimed looking at the houses in astonishment "so where do I park"
"Um right there" I replied pointing towards the right side of the road, where my house was
"Why would want me to park in the ghetto part, are you crazy I'll be damned if my car got stolen from a bunch on hoodlums" he replied glacing towards me with a bewildered look on his face
"Harry, that's where I live and the 'hoodlums' happen to be my brothers" I replied quitely as the car stopped, keeping my silence as I left the car, walking towards the broken little house, where I had the most happiest memories happen
Knocking on the door, I waited for my mom to answer
Harry's POV
I sighed as I watched her walk towards the house quitely 'stupid move Harry stupid move' I locked the doors of the car one more time......just in case and walked towards the house where Tameka was being welcome inside the house
"Mom before I go in this is Harry" Tameka introduced as I looked at the smiling lady who looked welcoming
"Nice to meet you ma'am" I greeted pulling out my hand and smiling
"Oh good looking and has manners, I like him...you can call me Tracy" she smiled taking my hand and shaking it "anyways please come in"
Once i stepped in the house my nose was attacked with the different spices and smells in the air , resulting in my stomach to make an announcement
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