chapter 68

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This following week work was... interesting? Owen had showed up but was acting different, and by different I meant he wasn't being the dick he always was?

Like for example yesterday,

I walked inside and clocked in, groaning as I saw Owen in his office. I rushed passed it, stopping when I didn't hear a snarky comment from him about my blouse or uniform. I furrowed my brows and stuck my head in his office, "Morning boss" I said cautiously, seeing his head shoot up as he saw me.

"Hey Ember" He said, sounding tired. Okay now I'm really confused, I decided to leave it and head to the register. Time went by fast without Owen's regular checks around the cafe. By the time Harry had come to pick me up I saw goodbye and he barely acknowledged me as I headed out.

Anyways, that was basically the summary of this whole week. Now before I go on, I know that Owen is a scumbag, douchbag, who's missing his balls but he's still a person. And my mum taught me no matter what they've done, a person deserves compassion. Even if it's Owen. I feel like something is wrong and want to figure it out.

Eventually, I want to figure out eventually. Not tonight, because tonight Harry and I are having dinner. He seemed really nervous for some reason, fidgeting and cursing in frustration as he couldn't get his tie perfect.

"Fuck- this stupid fucking piece of- fuck!" I heard him yelling as I did my makeup and popped my head out of the bathroom, letting my jaw drop a bit as I smiled and saw Harry pout at the mirror with his brows pushed together. I rushed to him quickly and stood in front of him, taking the tie and fixing it as he evened his breath. I felt him kiss the top of my head and sigh, his hands squeezing my hips.

After I finished making it look perfect I looked up at him, seeing him poke his tongue on the side of his cheek as his squeamish energy radiated off of him.

"Why are you nervous baby? It's just a dinner, you look great!" I said, smiling and stroking his cheek with my thumb. His pouty expression made my heart melt as he sighed, "It's not just a dinner- never mind" He said, leaning down to press his lips against mine to cut me off as I was about to ask him what he meant.

I hummed and pulled back, "Okay okay. Don't worry baby, I'm sure they'll have great food there too! I have to get ready."

"I'll wait downstairs with Finny" He said, excitement in his voice as I rolled my eyes. Harry had grown so attached to the cat, cuddling with her instead of me throughout the night.

Don't know whether to be jealous or happy we're passing another small milestone in our relationship.

I put on the dress my mother had gifted me a while ago

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I put on the dress my mother had gifted me a while ago. It had always made me feel like a bad bitch who would murder who husband while wearing fancy gloves.

Maybe not the best fantasy while going on a date with my boyfriend.

I headed out of the bedroom and met him downstairs, kissing the top of his head when he looked up with Finny on his lap. As I walked around the couch to face him I saw a new look on his face I hadn't seen before.

"What?" I said, an unfamiliar sound of a giggle leaving my lips.

The corner of Harry's lips twitched upwards as he blinked a few times and shook his head, putting the feline on the couch as she meowed in protest but he ignored her, walking towards me as he stood up and placed his hands on my waist. I was a bit taken back by his sudden movements but I felt the rush of warmth in my chest as I looked up at him.

"You look.. wow" His words seeming to fail him.

My cheeks turned red hot and I looked down to the floor, "Shut up" I said, feeling like a middle schooler who didn't know how to accept a compliment properly. I heard him chuckle slightly as he placed his finger under my chin, making me look up at him.

"I'm serious Ember, wow wow wow" He said, kissing a different part of my face as he did.

"Wow" a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"Wow" a kiss on my forehead.

"Wow" a kiss with his lips on mine as he cupped my jaw.

I rolled my eyes internally and smiled against him as I tilted my head, pulling back. I saw his pupils dilate as he looked at me, reassuring me that he means what he says.

I placed my hand on his chest and licked my bottom lip, "You are an idiot Harry Styles. Come on, let's go to dinner."

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