Ashley's POV
When Harry got back, I immediately told him what happened with Niall. He went and punched him. They're okay now. So today was the day I was finally going to meet my real parents. I put on my best dress, a pink sundress, and went to go get a taxi. Just as one pulled over, Harry ran out. "Hey, erm, I was wondering, can I come with you to meet your parents?"
"Harry," I said "I would love if you came to meet my parents. This is a very big day." So we both got into the cab and drove until it was too dark, so we got a hotel somewhere in Europe.
The next morning, I woke up to see that Harry had made me breakfast in bed. I kissed him on the cheek. After breakfast, we got a cab and drove for hours all the way to Paris. By the time we got to the right address, I was so nervous I felt like I was about to puke. Harry held my hand as we walked up to the door. I rang the doorbell. As we waited, I looked up at Harry, and he smiled down at me.a lady, about 40 years old, answered the door. "How can I help you young lady?" "Do you recognize me?" I said, very nervously "I'm your daughter,Ashley."
That moment, her face softened, and she wrapped me and Harry in a big hug. I was very happy. The whole rest of the day, we sat and talked about how our lives had been. Turns out my dad had died 2 years ago, which was sad.but I'm glad she held on.
