All That Matters

Questions

Harry p.o.v

Paisley and I got up and walked out of the food court holding hands. As we were leaving she bumped into someone.

"Oh! I'm so sorry", she said, helping them pick up their things.

She looked at the man with a look of shock on her face.

"Dad?", she asked.

I looked back and forth between them, and immediately saw the similarities.

They both have dark brown eyes and the same chubby face that I've grown to love.

"Paisley?", the man asks in a husky voice.

They embrace in a hug and i see a tear roll down Paisley's face.

"I've missed you", she says through sobs.

They stand there hugging for a while as i stand there waiting awkwardly.

They break away from eachother and Paisley introduces me to her father.

"Dad, this is my boyfriend Harry", she says, her eyes lighting up.

"Pleasure to meet you", he says shaking my hand firmly.

"Pleasures all mine", I say.

We walk through the mall as Paisley and her dad have a conversation. Whenever something emotional comes up, Paisley squeezes my hand, knowing I'll be there for her.

"Why did you leave?", she blurts out as we walk by the jewelry store.

I look at him, expecting for him to beg for her forgiveness, but he just shrugs his shoulders.

Asshole.

"I never meant to hurt you. I had to do what i had to do Paisley", he says in a low voice.

She shakes her head and i squeeze her hand. After a few moments of silence, she asks him, "Would you like to come over for dinner?"

He nods and Paisley explains where my car is parked so he can follow us to my flat.

We get into the car and Paisley sighs.

"I'm sorry", she breathes out.

"Why?", I asked confused.

"Because i didn't ask your permission before i asked my dad to come over for dinner", she says fiddling her hands in her lap.

I grab her hand and squeeze it reassuring her it's fine.

"If it's important to you to have him over, I'm fine with it", i say to her.

She smiles and leans her head on my shoulder as i drive.

Paisley p.o.v

We arrive at Harry's flat and my dad pulls into the driveway behind us.

We welcome him inside and head to the kitchen.

"This is a nice place you got", my dad states looking around as we walk through the flat.

"Thank you sir", says Harry grinning.

My dad looks at me confused and i smile at him.

I don't know why he had that look on his face but whatever.

I started making pasta as my dad and Harry watched a college football game that's on. I call them into the kitchen to grab some pasta and they both walk in, grabbing a plate.

"Thank you babe", says Harry kissing me.

My dad eyes us and i turn away, somewhat embarrassed.

"Thank you so much for having me", says my dad smiling.

I smile back and reply, "Your welcome, anytime".

We eat in silence and then begin to clean up.

"So do you live here too?", asks my dad while i clean the dishes.

"I stay here sometimes. Mostly for the weekends", I reply.

He nods and returns to watching the game.

Harry comes over to me and hugs me while kissing my neck.

"My dad is sitting right there Harry", i whisper through giggles.

"So?", he replies.

My dad turns around to see us and my cheeks turn pink, as I push Harry away.

"Do you guys sleep together?", my dad asks out of the blue.

I gasp in shock and drop the plate i was washing on the ground.

It shatters all over the floor and i bend down to clean it up.

"Um..", i start to say stuttering.

"Yes", says Harry, finishing for me.

My dads jaw tenses and then relaxes.

"Ok", he says without saying another word.

I look at Harry and he smirks at me. I roll my eyes and continue to pick up the plate pieces, him helping me.

Harry p.o.v

After the awkward conversation in the kitchen, Paisley headed to the store to get some groceries. She complained about me having nothing to snack on and insisted on going shopping, so i didn't stop her.

"So what are your plans with my daughter?", asks her father, who's name i now know is David.

"What do you mean? I love her", i reply.

"Sure you do", he says while turning back to the TV.

What the hell?

"Excuse me?", I ask through gritted teeth.

He turns around with a smirk on his face.

"How long have you been with her?", he asks.

"Four months", i say.

"Wow, you haven't dumped her yet?", he asks grinning.

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?", I ask him standing up.

I'm pissed now.

"I was just like you when i was younger. Attractive, bad boy complexion. I know all about your games. You bang the girl then throw her to the curb right?", he asks me.

"No that's actually not what i do. You don't even know me", i say though gritted teeth.

"I know that you're using my daughter", he says challenging me.

I step closer to him and ball my fists.

"I suggest you shut the hell up before i ask you to leave", I say.

"I've been there for her through the heartbreak she had to go through on Christmas when her father didn't even call, so don't you dare talk shit to me", I say.

He looks at me in shock and gets up off the couch.

"I think I'll go", he says as he puts on his coat.

As soon as he does, Paisley walks through the door with grocery bags. She looks at both of us and then at my balled fists.

"Is everything alright?", she asks, worry evident on her face.

"Perfect dear", her father says with a smile.

He hugs her goodbye and then we head to the kitchen to put away the groceries.

She eyes me suspiciously and i answer the question she didn't even have to ask.

"He thinks I'm using you", I say.

She looks at me wide eyed and pulls me into a hug.

I hug her back and kiss her head.

"I love you, and i know you'd never do that", she says into my chest.

"I love you more", I say honestly.

****what do you think? Do you like Paisley's dad? Vote and comment please! ~ mwahh <3