Chloe's P.O.V.
It has been a week since Harry's mom's passing and today is her funeral. I slowly get out of my bed and I walk into my bathroom so I can take a shower. Harry had to go early to make sure everything is okay so I told him that I would make it there a little early. I wash my hair and body quickly and I also shave before getting out and wrapping a purple towel around my body. I walk to my room and I dry off completely before getting dressed. I slip on black undergarments, a black knee length dress with lace long sleeves, and black pumps.
I decide on curling my hair and I put dark makeup on. I check myself in the mirror and I grab my phone and purse before heading downstairs. I see mom, Shawn, and Amy in the kitchen eating and I tell them that Harry wanted me to come early so he is not alone. My mom kisses me goodbye and I walk outside and I hop into my jeep. I turn the engine on and buckle up before heading to the funeral home.
The drive there is depressing because it is raining outside and it is quiet. The only sound is coming from the radio. I pull into the parking lot and I park beside Harry's black range rover. I step out and I slowly walk in. Two guys point me in the direction and I have to sign a book. I see Harry sitting in one of the chairs in the first rows with his head in his hands. I quietly walk in and I sit down beside him. I rub my hand up and down his back and he tenses but soon relaxes when he realizes that it's me.
I hear quiet sobs and Harry grabs my hand gently before we walk up to the casket. His mom is in a pretty pink dress with her black hair in curls. I wrap my arm around Harry's waist and I rub her hand. It's cold and very hard. Soon people start coming in and Harry and I sit down. Shawn sits beside me with Amy on his side. The sermon starts and everyone is quiet.
At the end, Harry asks me to ride with him so I ask Shawn to take my car. I get into the passenger seat and he gets in. He turns the car and and pulls off. We hold each other's hand the whole way to the grave sight and we park the car. I remember crying the whole time as I watch them lower the casket and Harry pulls me into his side. At the end, we head out to lunch because I'm hungry. We pull into Dairy Queen and walk in.
Me: Babe are you okay?
Harry: I will be. Just need some time.
Me: Well, you know my eighteenth birthday is next week.
Harry: Oh really, I had no idea!
Me: Babe!
Harry: What do you want?
Me: For food or my birthday?
Harry: Both.
Me: Well, a mint chocolate chip ice cream cone, and you.
Harry: I'd figured you'd say that.
Harry pays for our ice cream and we sit down at a table. Harry has some ice cream on his mouth and I take the opportunity to kiss him. As I pull away he grabs the back of my head and keeps kissing me. I jump and I rub my belly.
Harry: Are you okay!
Me: Yeah...it kicked!
Harry: Really!
Me: Yeah come here.
Harry came over and place his hand on my belly. He smiled when it kicked and I gave him a kiss. When we were done eating, we went back to his house and my mom said I could stay with him. We walk into his house and I slip out of my heels. Harry and I walk upstairs and he gives me a pair of sweatpants and a loose t shirt to wear. After changing, I help Harry work and soon we go to sleep.
