Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Thirty-One.

(A/N: Apologies for the long wait, I had a lot of stuff to do this week. We are going to go back in time a bit. To when Harry got home and Drea was in his room waiting for him.)

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HARRY’S POV

Every single Sunday I go over Emily’s house. It’s just something I am used to do and it cheers up her mum a bit.

We usually sit down in the living room, talking and drinking tea. I tell her about my week and she tells me how she’s been doing.

She already noticed I have someone in my life but she didn’t ask. I meant to tell her all about Drea but I just couldn’t. I have no idea how she will react and I don’t want to make her hate me nor anything like that.

Today Mrs. Carson was feeling a bit under the weather. Her husband was away in business as usual and she was just walking around the house still crying every now and then because of her daughter. I feel bad for her and I don’t want to sound mean but, eventually she needs to move on…

I parked my car behind Robin’s and went inside the house.

I closed the front door and heard a few voices coming from the kitchen. That meant my mum had a few people over.

“Hey mum” – I greeted once I stepped into the kitchen.

“Oh hello dear.” – I kissed her cheek.

There was a man I have never seen before next to Fatima… He had the same eye color as Drea’s and… Oh my god is that…?

Drea’s dad ???

“Hi Mrs. Brown, nice to see you again.” – I hugged her and kissed her cheek.

“Oh Harry, call me Fatima. I am not Mrs. Brown anymore.” – She giggled. – “This is my ex-husband, Michael. Michael, this is Anne’s son, Harry.”

He handed out his hand for me to shake and I was a bit scared when he wouldn’t let go of it. – “Nice to meet you son.”

“Likewise, Mr. Brown.”

“Drea is upstairs sleeping.” – Mum told me when I was filling a glass with water.

I nodded and drank the whole thing.

“I’m going to my room, when lunch is ready, give me a shout.” – I kissed my mum’s cheek again and made my way upstairs.

“Don’t go anywhere near her.” – I heard a voice behind me.

I turned around and met Drea’s dad. If looks could kill, I’d be dead already.

That guy was basically stabbing daggers through my heart with his eyes.

“But I said I was going to my room.”

“Yes and she is also upstairs. I know your game so go straight to your room and don’t even think about sneaking into hers, I’m watching you.” – He crossed his arms.

“Whatever.” – I rolled my eyes and climbed the rest of the staircase.

I wasn’t afraid of that guy. I don’t care if he’s Drea’s dad he’s not threatening me.

I closed the door behind me and put my stuff on my desk. When I was about to lay down for a bit, I noticed I wasn’t alone. Drea was asleep on my bed.