My dad continued to glare at Harry throughout the meal unlike my mom who was over joyed that Harry was there and was constantly talking to him about every possible topic there is to talk about. I started to get irritated at my father for not trying to make an effort to talk to Harry.
"Dad.. can I talk to you over there for a minute." I pointed to an area near the washrooms with no people. he nodded me and followed me there.
"Dad!? Why are you being so rude you could At least make an effort to get to know Harry!" I said. loudly whispering.
"Have you seen him!? Roxy he's covered in tattoo's from what I can see, why would you waste your time with someone like him?" He says.
"Because he's my boyfriend and I care about him."I reply and my Dad stays silent with a disappointed look on his face.
"When we go back there you are going to try and make conversation with him."i tell my father as we walk back to the table.
There was a bit of an awkward silence before my dad spoke up.
"So Harry tell me how many girls have you dated?" he says and I want to punch him.
"Actually sir I've only had two girlfriends in my life, not including Roxy." Harry replies.
My dad looks somewhat surprised, I think he though Harry would have some outrageous number of girlfriends he has had in the past.
I decide that this is the worst but probably best time to tell them something...
"I moved into Harry's dorm." I say.
Everyone's eyes go wide even Harry's.
"So you don't have to pay for my room anymore." I add.
"Absolutely not!" my dad stands up.
"Honey' we're in a resturant" my mother warns him.
"She's too young!" My dad argues.
"Dad I'm eighteen!" I raise my voice a little.
"Nicole, we're leaving." my dad says throwing money on the table to pay for the bill while grabbing his coat.
By the time my mother can respond he's already pretty much out the door.
"I'm sorry Roxy I'll talk to him."my mom says grabbing her things and putting on her coat.
"It was lovely meeting you Harry" she says to him and gives me a quick hugs and exits the restaurant.
"Well that could have gone worse." I say to Harry and he laughs.
"Your mom was nice enough." he says.
I'm actually very lucky that my mom is so understanding because my dad defiantly isn't.
"Ready to go?" Harry asks.
"Yes" I sigh in relief.

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I'm in love with a Criminal
FanfictionRoxy is your regular 18 year old girl. She just started collage away from home when she meets a mysterious boy named Harry. Little does she know the secrets that he's been keeping.