/harry's pov/
We enter the door of Ariana's house as my mum hugs me.
"I'm so glad to see you my boy!" She smiles, tightening her grip.
I try to squirm out of her grip as Ari gives me a stern look.
"What?" I mouth, gaining a look of disgust from her.
"What's for dinner." Mum smiles.
"I'm ordering Chinese food if you'd like." Ari smiles.
"I love Chinese food!"
"Good, what do you want, I'm calling right now." Ariana asks as she dials the number to the Chinese place.
"Number 8." She smiles.
"Harry? The usual?" She parts her hair behind her ear.
"Harry?" She snaps me out of my gaze.
"Yea number 5." I stutter.
My mum smiles at me, admiring my features that resemble hers.
"You are so handsome my boy." She caresses my cheek.
"Thanks." I look over at what Ari's doing to get out of the awkward situation.
"I'm sorry." She looks down.
"About what?"
"Not being there. I know you hate me." She says, a tear escaping her eye.
"I don't hate you mum." I wipe the tear from her soft cheek.
"I left you."
"I know mum, I know." I look down.
"I wasn't the motherly figure I should've been. You came too early and I wasn't ready to be a mother. Your father scared me, I was already scared because I didn't think I was fit to be a mother. I love you so much and it kills me that you despise me." The tears rush from her eyes.
"I do not despise you mum."I say, comforting her.
"I really am proud of you though." She smiles, changing her mood.
"Why?"
"You've become a nice young man, besides all the tattoos and piercings, you've found a great girl." She hugs me again.
"I guess. I haven't made the best decisions, or hung out with the best people, but Ari has changed me a lot mum." I force a cheeky smile.
"I love you." She kisses my forehead.
"I love you too." I let out a sigh of relief.
I hear the doorbell ring as I leave my mums arms and answer the door.
"Hi, that'd be $25.87 please." The Chinese man says, handing me my bag.
"Here, thanks." I say, giving him the cash, grabbing the bag, and closing the door.
I bring it to the dinner table as mum and Ari sit down.
As we all eat, of course my mum brings up a touchy subject.
"So have you guys, you know, done the do?" She chuckles.
Immediately Ariana chokes on the chicken. I pat her back to help her gain her breath as she does.
"Oh, no no." Ari laughs.
"Oh, sorry." Mum blushes.
"Yea, we aren't really official as of right now." She says shakily.
I can tell she still thinks I don't like her all that well, but I really have came to my senses and I do.
"Oh you aren't? I thought you were." She laughs.
"No, I'm still waiting on Harry. He's stubborn." Ari laughs, trying to ease up the tenseness in the room.
"Excuse me." I say, getting up from the table.
"Yes." Mum says.
I walk out of the room, going into the bathroom.
I slam the door behind me, locking it and sit down on the toilet.
"Waiting on me? Really." I mutter.
I can't believe she said that, and to my mum who I haven't seen in years!
It not only infuriates me, but makes me upset as well.
I really am starting to like her. I hate admitting that because I've always been the guy to have sex with for fun.
I'm not the relationship type guy, it doesn't suit me. I don't know what, maybe I'm overthinking this.
I really do feel something special for her, I really do.
I rub the back of my neck and get up, walking back to the table to sit down.
"Are you ok Harry?" Ari asks.
"Yea I'm fine. I just um, I think my mum should be leaving soon." I whisper.
"Why?"
"I, uh, you'll see." I say, rubbing the back of my neck again.
As we finish, Ari makes an excuse for my mum to leave as it works and she leaves, finally.
"What did you want?" She asks.
"I just wanted to say I love you and I've never ever said that to any girl in my life except my mum and I've treated you so badly because I didn't have a man to raise me and teach me how to treat girls and I'm sorry and I really do have feelings for you and you're hot and sweet and nice and caring and God damn I just want to fuck you real good and hard and kiss you and not in the one and done way but the way that we do this like every Friday night after dinner and I love you Ariana, I do." I blurt out all in one sentence.
Her face goes blank as the twinkle in her eye increases, tears filling up her water line.
"I love you too." She squeaks, burying her face in my shoulder as I wrap her in my warm embrace.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes really, Harry. Under all that negativity and tough look, once you get to the core, you're really a sweet person and of course I love you. I've felt this spark for a while." She cries.
"I'm glad babe." I kiss her cheek, making my way up to under her ear.
She giggles uncontrollably as I use my tongue.
"God dammit I fucking love you." I whisper into her ear as she pulls my shirt over my head.
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