Our Moment - Hendall

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-Kendall-

"What?" I groaned, answering my phone, to stop the continuous ringing.

"Well good morning to you too," I heard Harry's laugh on the other side.

I sat straight and rubbed my eyes, my yawning cutting off Harry's words.

"Your hangover isn't gone yet, is it?" Harry laughed, after I had groaned at the drums pounding in my head.

"No," I moaned, as I dropped back into my bed, shutting my eyes tightly.

"Tell you what? Let's ditch Irene's reservation and hang out? I've been wanting to play some golf recently," Harry's soothing voice decreased my headache.

"Hm, sounds good to me. See you in an hour?" I said, getting up and stretching.

"Alright, bye love," He says, before hanging up, and I picture him smiling.

I got up, entered the bathroom and did all my necessities. I walked out the bathroom and matched a couple of outfits, before deciding on one.

I wore a plain white t-shirt, knotted at the side of my hip, with black shorts with white outlines, and black sandals. I brushed my hair and pocketed my phone.

I skipped stairs on the staircase, rushing past Kylie's bedroom.

"Morning dad, mom," I nodded to them, as I swiped an apple from the fruit plate in front of them.

"Going somewhere, Kenny? It's 10 am," My mom said, surprised, as she checked her wrist watch.

"I'm going golfing, with-" I started to explain, but my dad cut me off.

"Golfing? Exactly what I've been meaning to do! Let's go!" My dad exclaimed, as he kissed my mom goodbye, and took my hand, leading me to the garage.

"Here, we could use my special golfing gears today, since it's the first time we go golfing together," My dad explained, excitedly, as he hung a bag full of gold sticks on his shoulder and tossed me his car keys.

"Let's go!" He nodded, as I bit my lip, wondering what Harry was going to think.

/Arriving at the field/

"You made it!" Harry waved to me, pulling me into a hug immediately.

"With you dad," He added, and I wince into his chest.

"I'm so sorry, he wouldn't let me complete my sentence," I explained, looking at his face.

He laughed, and shook his head, before greeting my dad with a firm handshake.

"Nice to finally meet you, Sir. I'm Harry Styles," Harry said, smiling widely at my dad.

"Erm, okay," My dad replied, giving me a confused look.

"Dad, he's my boyfriend," I whispered to him, and he gave me his serious look.

"Does your mother know about this?" He asked, and I nodded, before stopping halfway.

"I'll explain later," I told him, before returning my attention to Harry, who looked extremely handsome.

He was dressed in black slacks, a black polo shirt, white gloves, white trainers and a grey beanie. (External Link !)

/Golf car ride/

"So, Harry, ever golfed before?" My dad asked him, as he kept his gaze onto the grey pathway he was driving on.

"A couple of times," Harry replied, smiling, as he intertwined his hands with mine.

"Well, I've been trying to get Kendall here to go with her old man, but she wouldn't," My dad spoke, making my groan.