Chapter 22

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theo <3

theo <3: SOS

theo <3: 911

theo <3: IM DYING

theo <3: HELP HELP HELP

You: THEO WHAT THE FUCK???

You: ARE YOU OKAY???

theo <3: NO

You: WHAT? WHAT'S WRONG

theo <3: I AM NOY
MEETING YOUT DAD

You: WHAT?

theo <3: HES SO FUCKING SCARY
I THOUGHT I WAS
READY BUT IM NOT

theo <3: IM SCARED HE'LL
HEX ME OR SOMETHING

You: THEO YOU'LL BE FINE

You: PLUS I'LL BE BESIDE YOU
THE ENTIRE TIME

theo <3: PROMISE?

You: PINKIE

theo <3: what?

You: pinkie? as in pinkie promise?

theo <3: is that like the
unbreakable vow?

You: what? no

You: it's just a muggle promise

theo <3: oh

theo <3: how do you do it?

theo <3: do you just say
pinkie promise?

You: yk how sometimes
we link pinkies instead of holding
hands

theo <3: yeah?

You: you do it like that

theo <3: ohhhhh

You: yuppp

You: wanna come over now
bc my dad hates ppl who are
late

theo <3: wait what

theo <3: what's the time

theo <3: WAIT FUCK FUCK FUCK

You: CHILL OUT

You: YOU'LL BE FINE

You: JUST APPARATE TO MY
HOUSE RO SOMETHING

theo <3: OKAY

* * * * *

Shaking my head and laughing to myself at Theo's nervous antics, I brought my blanket up to my shoulder to start watching something Netflix. Suddenly, a loud snap startled me, causing me to drop my phone.

"Holy fuck, Theo," I gasped, clutching my chest, "you scared the living shit out of me. I thought you might show up in my fucking living room."

"Sorry," he replied sheepishly, rubbing his hand on the back of his neck, "I didn't mean to."

"It's alright, love," I smile at him, "you wanna go down to see my dad?" I ask, walking towards the brunette.

"Do I have to," he whined, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"It's kinda, sorta, what you're here for," I giggle, circling my arms around his neck, "and it would be impolite to stand my dad up."

"Fine. But maybe you need to kiss me for good luck."

"Hmm, you think?"

"Yeah, I think so."

"Alright then. Just for good luck, of course," I say, leaning in.

"Of course," Theo mumbles against my lips.

"Y/N," a voice makes Theo and I pull away. "YOUR FATHER IS HER!"

"WE'LL BE DOWN IN A MINUTE, MUM!"

"Ready?" I ask Theo.

"Yeah."

I grab his hand and pull him towards the stairs that lead to the living room.

"Hi, Dad."

"Hi y/n. You must be Theo."

"Yes, sir."

"Please, call me f/n." (Fathers name)

"Yes, f/n."

"You two have everything ready?"

"Yes, Dad."

"Alright then. We'll apparate there since everyone here is of age."

"Okay."

With a snap, my father apparates away.

"Ready, Theo?" I ask, looking up at him.

"Ready when you are, love," he smiles.

Just like that, we appear next to my father. Theo laces his fingers with mine, and I give him a supportive squeeze.

"Theo, chill out. He's probably not gonna ask you anything anyway. Plus, he's always liked you most when I brought friends over or when we had parties."

"You're right," he takes a deep breath. "I'm calm. I'm chill. I'm ice."

"You are such an idiot."

"Yeah, but I'm your idiot."

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