I got home after the mall. I just wanted to lie down and sleep forever and just dream about Harry. I can remember Louis telling Eleanor something totally sweet. “If the only way I can be with you is in my dreams, then I want to sleep forever.” Eleanor- obviously emotional kissed him and said “You are beautiful”. Oh, how I wanted to lie down and dream about Harry right now. “Here’s the date you’ll never forget”, I can hear him saying. It was about 12:30 pm when I fell asleep. Two hours later, I heard a knock at the door. I rushed downstairs, nearly falling down them. “Angelica, please open up. It’s me, Harry”. I fixed my hair and opened the door. It was raining and he stood in the doorway, soaking wet. He didn’t even say hi. He just kissed me deeply, and I just went along with it. “Take me to the bed”, I told him. He kicked off his shoes, and we went upstairs to my bedroom. He laid me on the bed, and he felt me up. “Wow”, I said. Oh, how I wanted so much more from him. He climbed on top of me, and I said “I want you inside of me”. He did as I asked and I felt like I was in Heaven.
“Angelica, I’m home”. My mother said from downstairs. My mother said as she entered the hallway. I quickly put on my clothes and ran downstairs again. “Hey, mom” I said trying to cover up what had just happened. “Are you alright?” my mother asked. I nodded. “Yep, totally fine”, I said. In an instant, Harry came out of my room. My mother looked at Harry with a disgust look on her face. “I hope you used protection”, she said. And she walked away. I was completely blown away. Harry came downstairs to greet my mother and she gave him a look. “I still hoped you guys used protection”. We stood there in the hallway and we looked at each other. “Um…” Harry said. I shrugged.
“Hi people”, my dad said as he walked through the door. Oh shit. My dad’s home. I thought my dad wouldn’t be home until late. He hates Harry. I don’t know about my mother, but I know my dad’s hated Harry ever since he met him. “You’re not gonna hurt her, right?” My dad asked once he met Harry. Harry nodded. “She’s all mine”, he said. But how wrong could’ve he have been? Yep, he hurt me. But my dad doesn’t know that. I don’t think I wanna tell him with the attitude he has. My mother came over to kiss him and asked my father to speak to her in private. When I wondered what was going on, mom pulled my dad into the living room. They tried so hard to keep their voices down. But it didn’t really work out very well since Harry and I were still in the hallway wondering what had just happened. “Your daughter and her boyfriend had some sort of sexual encounter”. My mother said. I could see that my father’s face was red that meant he was getting really angry. “Angelica Gomez, get your ass in here”. Yep, he was mad. “Matter of fact, bring that guy you call your boyfriend over here too”. We both slid in the living room like sloths. My father grabbed Harry by his collar and looked at him dead in the face. “So, you wanna get my daughter pregnant?” He asked. He pushed Harry onto the ground, and Harry landed on his arm. “Harry”, I said trying to rush over to him. My father pushed me on the ground opposite Harry. “Byron, what in the hell are you doing?” My mother said getting me up. My father’s face was flushed. He glared at Harry like Harry was one of his enemies. “So, you wanna get my daughter pregnant?” He asked, gritting his teeth. I looked at Harry, and he gulped really loudly and took a deep breath. “No, sir” he said- his voice shaking. My father looked at me for reassurance. “No, dad. He didn’t want to get me pregnant”. I said. He nodded his head. “Very well then. I’m sorry I lashed out on you, Harry”. Harry got up from the ground and he held his injured arm. “It’s alright, no need to apologize”. He said. We all stood there in total silence for a minute. Nobody spoke since we had never encountered that violent behavior before. Finally, my mother said. “Dinner’s ready. Harry, are you staying for dinner?” Harry nodded. “I guess so” he said.
