You & I

Chapter 11

Harry's Pov.

When we reach her house I take a deep breath. I know her mother dislikes me and I don't want her to dislike me even more.

"You got this okay?" She says and I nod.

I ring the bell and the door opens a few seconds later. Her mother looks at me up and down.

"Good Afternoon." I fake smile.

"Why are you will my daughter again?" She asks crossing her arms.

"Well I walked her home and I was wondering if I can prove to you I'm not who you think I am." I say.

"And how would you do that?" She asks.

"I was wondering if I could stay for dinner and talk to you and your husband." I say.

"Absolutely not." She says.

"Why not Mom." Rose says.

"One because you're grounded and two I told you to stay away from him." She says.

"He didn't do anything wrong. He hasn't disrespected you in any way. Why can't you just give him a chance." Rose says and her mother stands there silently probably trying to figure out what she will do.

"Fine. Be here at 7:30. No later, now get inside Rose." Her mother says. Rose quickly hugs me and walks into her house. Her mother gives me another nasty stare and closes the door.

That was pretty intense. I turn around and start to walk home.

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When I arrive at my house I unlock the door and walk inside.

"Mum?" I yell out and she doesn't answer.

"Mum!?" I yell louder and no answer. I start to walk around looking for her and I see her laying on the living room couch.

I walk up to her and I see a bruise on her cheek. I lightly shake her and she wakes.

"Harry?" She asks.

"Yeah mum it's me. What happened to you?" I ask and she wraps her arms around me pulling me into a tight hug.

"Your step father and I got into an argument." She faintly whispers. My temperature rises and I get heated.

"Is he here?" I ask.

"No." She says. "He left."

I fucking hate my step father. He's such a coward. He's a sloppy drunk and he's always coming home late at night making a bunch of noise.

Every thing was better when my biological father was alive. Ever since my mum married this son of a bitch it's been nothing but living Hell. We can't even leave because he's the one paying the bills. My mother doesn't have a job and I don't either. I need to find one though so my mother and I can leave this place.

The first time he put his hands on my mother I wanted to kill him. I attacked him with all my strength trying to make sure he felt the pain my mother felt but he was too strong. I was left with a busted lip. But he will get his karma, sooner or later.

"How was your day sweetheart? Did you have any luck with that girl you're always talking about?" She asks as I sit on the sofa across from her.

"Yeah she forgave me but this is my last chance. I actually have Dinner this evening with her and her parents." I blush.

"Aww my little boy is growing up." She smiles and I shake my head and chuckle.

"I'll help you get ready." She says while slowly getting up.

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"You look so handsome." She says smiling with watery eyes.

I was wearing a white dress shirt, black slacks, black dress shoes, and a black tie. It looks like I'm on my way to a job interview.

"Thanks but don't you think it's a little too much?" I ask examining myself in the mirror.

"You want to impress her parents right?" She asks putting her hand on her hip.

"Yeah." I say.

"Then you look fine." She says.

"But it's still early." I say. It's only 5:40. What will I do with the time left? Should I go over there now?

"That gives you the perfect chance to buy flowers or something." She says.

"Yeah that's true. Why didn't I think of that?" I say slamming the palm of my hand on my forehead.

"Because you can't think, you're nervous." She says shaking her head.

"Well start making your way to the flower shop. Good Luck and be home by 9." She says while walking me towards the front door.

"9:30" I say.

"Don't push it." She warns and I laugh.

"Bye Mum." I say and she closes the door.

Rose's Pov.

After I take my shower I put on a white blouse with black skinny jeans. I don't bother to put on any makeup so I go straight downstairs to the dinner table to set plates and forks.

Harry should be here soon and my mom is almost done cooking. As soon as I put the last plate down I hear the doorbell ring. I quickly walk over to the door and Harry is standing there with a bundle of pink roses.

He hands me the roses and I hug him.

"Thanks, they're beautiful." I smile.

"Beautiful Roses for Rose." He chuckles and I giggle shaking my head.

He steps in and I close the door behind him. I walk towards the dining room and he follows behind me. I sit down in one of the chairs and he sits beside me. Dear God I hope this will go well.