FYI: (Y/D/N) means your dad's name.
"Babe, why doesn't your dad like me? Did I ever do anything wrong to make him hate me so much?" Harry said as we walked up to my parent's house.
"He doesn't hate you. He just - strongly dislikes you for no reason." I knocked on the the door three times.
"That's the exact meaning of hate babe." He frowned, "you'll be fine." I said right after.
"Harry! (Y/N)! It's great to see you two!" My mom said, hugging me then hugging Harry.
"It's very nice to see you as well Mrs. (Y/L/N)." Harry said as we walked in, seeing my dad just sitting on the couch.
"Hi dad." I said as I walked over to greet him, he just ignored me.
My dad wasn't very proud of me with the choice I made to be with Harry. He wanted me to be with a "successful" and "smart" man. Harry was both of those things.
"(Y/D/N), don't be so stubborn and say hello. We haven't seen the two in a while," my mom said.
He groaned in frustration and got up off the couch, hugging me for a split second and not even acknowledging that Harry was here with me.
We ate dinner in silence, the only sound being our silverware hitting the plates and other things. It was fine to the point I had enough.
"Can't we just have a simple conversation for once?!" I said, slamming my silverware on my plate.
My dad just rolled his eyes and continued eating his food.
"Oh come on dad," I said, "why do you hate Harry so much?! He did nothing wrong to-"
"I'm sorry!" He yelled with sarcasm in his voice, "I just wanted you to do something better with your life other than fall in love with a jerk like him!"
"He's a jerk?! Dad look at you, mom had to actually ask you to come say hi to us, and you didn't even bother to look at Harry! He did nothing wrong!" I yelled.
"He did nothing wrong?! (Y/N) he's completely changed my daughter's personality-"
"In a good way dad. Before I met Harry I wasn't even able to talk to someone without feeling like I was gonna vomit!"
"And now you're all out there for everyone to see! You're exposing yourself (Y/N)! You're in the public eye!"
"This is the life I chose to have. Not you! You can't tell me what to do dad, I'm a grown woman and-" I started to tear up, "and I love Harry."
I got up and left the table, going to the bathroom and crying my eyes out. Why did my dad have to hate Harry so much? He was such a good man and I don't know what I'd do without him.
"(Y/N), please open up. It's Harry," I heard Harry say, me getting up and opening the door.
"Let's go," he said, me nodding and saying goodbye to my parents.
"I'm sorry Harry. I was just frustrated at the situation, I didn't mean to yell like that," I looked down and sniffed, feeling him grab my hand.
"Don't say you're sorry. You did nothing wrong, you were just upset and needed to let it all out. There's nothing wrong with that babygirl."
"I love you Harry. And nothing's going to change that, not even my father," I looked up at him and smiled.
"I love you too baby. Forever and always," he kissed my swollen lips and placed his hand on my cheek, "now let's go home."
"Agreed."
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