Chapter 14

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Harry's P.O.V

I was so pleased for Philippa. We soon started kissing I soon deepened the kiss. But it was soon ruined by the sound of the front door opening and closing.

"Philippa you here?" Someone shouted sounding a bit upset.

"Yeah I'm here mum." Philippa replied quickly.

"Good I take it Harry is here then?" She asked well more like stated.

"Yeah down in a sec." Philippa starting to stand up.

"Ok, I'll put the kettle on." She replied.

"Where you off?" I asked looking at Philippa.

"I'm going downstairs." Philippa replied looking confused.

"Not before you give me a kiss." I replies standing up.

"No." Philippa replied sounding cheeky like a child and then ran off.

"Hey not fair." I reply running after her.

Philippa's P.O.V

"Hey mum." I say walking into the small kitchen where my lovely mother is stood making us all drinks.

"Hello sweet heart." Mum replied passing me, my drink.

"Mum this is Harry, Harry this is my mum Anne." I say as Harry stands next to me in the kitchen.

"Nice to meet you." Harry speaks up shaking my mums hand.

"Just give me a hug." Mum replied pulling Harry into a hug.

"It's nice to meet you to" Mum replied pulling away.

"Philippa I never got chance to ask how did your interview go?" Mum asked me as we walked through to the living room.

"Great thanks, just got a call offering me the job." I reply smiling.

"Well done, oh I am so proud of you I told you, you could do it." Mum replied.

"I know anyway how is grandad??" I ask looking at my mum.

"He is stable they are monitoring him overnight." Mum replied taking a sip of her tea.

"That's good then." I reply breathing a sigh of relief.

"Right I'm off to bed I'll see you both tomorrow." Mum said standing up.

"Night." We both reply in unison.

Soon enough it was just the two of us again.

"Philippa." Harry spoke up.

"Harry." I replied looking at him.

"Want to go for a walk?" Harry asked taking a sip of tea.

"Yeah sure let me grab my jacket." I reply standing up to go to my room.

"Grab mine please."

Walking down the street we head towards the park near me. As we were walking I started to feel like someone was following us. But it's probably just some dog walker. Glancing over my shoulder I notice it isn't a dog walker. No it was someone I didn't want to see at all.

My dad.

Harry notices something isn't right and slings his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him.

"Whats wrong?" He whispers in my ear.

"Someone is following us." I whisper back.

"You sure?" He asks looking at me.

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