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I pressed my lips together and sat next to Harry in his car again.

"And now what?" i asked unpatiently, i didn't want to believe that Harry really took it serious driving to my dads.

I first thought that we probably would turn somewhere to any pub but he already was on the highway.

"Where exactly?" he asked without taking his eyes off the street.

I decided not to answer him but where else should we go instead now?

"Santa Monica.. Mabery Road" i answered him finally.

He looked at me his eyes widened from.. astonishment?

"Why are you surprised ?" I asked .

"Isn't this one of the rich places over here?" he looked back on the highway and turned at the next corner right.

"So what?" that didn't mean that this was a nice place.

"I just wondered.. Where do your parents work?"

"My dad." I squeezed.

Harry looked at me again while i stared straight to the traffic in front of us.

"Oh.."

"My dad is a dentist.. He's well known here .. Mostly because of his flirting attitude" i told him.

"Oh"

I rolled my eyes. Yay that evening would probably turn out great..

I told him the adress and minutes later we arrived at the house. He parked in one of the few free parking lots because everywhere on the Road were parking cars. One car bigger than another.

"Uhm. Big house" Harry said and contracted his browns as he lookd on our left where just a part of the house was shown.

"Ready?" he asked.

To be honest, I wasn't.

The confidence i had before was gone.

My heart bet faster than usual.

I looked at Harry.

"C'mon" he laughed and i could see his dimples. Somehow that helped.

"Okay" i said and we got out and went to the door.

My mum never could have gotten enough of flowers so there was a garden in front and behind the house.

We had to pass a trail to get to the door.

I could see on Harrys glare that he was amazed by all the flowers around us.

"Wow, if my mum would see this.. She probaly would stay here forever" he told me.

I smiled.

"Who does this?" he asked intrested.

"My mum used to do this but now there's a gardener" i answered, i didn't know the gardener but i was sure that Meredith would never lift one of her manicured fingers for that.

Finally we stood at the tall wooden door and it wasn't closed so we just entered.

"Aaa! Rose!" Meredith appeared in the foyer.

She hugged me and smiled over her whole wrinkled barbie face.

"I'm so glad you came"

I didn't get why she always acted as if we were best friends.

But i already felt the dislike against her coming up again.

"Hi Ma'am" Harry greeted her friendly and i gave him a killing glance for being this nice.