Different

Chapter 47

Two days later.

"Are you sure you want to do this ?" Harry asks, adjusting the collar of his shirt.

"I am sure. Anyway, we'll have to do it sooner or later" I shrug. I take off my clothes and head to the wardrobe feeling Harry's eyes on my body.

"Stop staring and get ready, you pervert" I giggle and hear him chuckle behind me as I put on my new pink dress.

"Could you help me please ?" I step towards him and turn my back to him, lifting my hair so he can zip my dress. He gently does it and places a soft kiss on the back of my neck.

"Are you ready now ?"

"Yes" I grab my coat and my handbag and we exit the house. I'm feeling more and more nervous about this meeting between Harry and my father. First of all because I haven't seen him since I moved to London and we haven't talked since the fight when I was in New York and also because he despises Harry more than anyone. But I want him to see that Harry is not the guy he thinks he is.

"It's okay baby, it's gonna be fine" Harry interrupts my thoughts, aware of how nervous I am. I force a smile and he cups my face before placing a soft and tender kiss on my lips.

"Love you" I whisper

"Love you too"

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We eventually arrive at the hotel where my dad is staying during his trip to London. It's a small and cosy one, not too fancy. Harry presses my hand in his and whispers in my ear "everything is going to be fine"

I reply with an "I love you" and knock at the door of the hotel room. Immediately, my dad opens the door and a forced smile pulls at his lips when his eyes meet mine. I step inside the room, Harry behind me and I see my dad's jaw drop at the sight of him.

"Hello sir, very nice to meet you. I'm Harry" he says, stretching his hand towards my dad to shake his. My father looks at Harry's hand then looks back at him and mumbles with his jaw clenched: "as if I didn't know who you are"

I glare at him then roll my eyes and step further into the room. My eyes widen at the sight of all the food on the table.

"What's all this ?"

"I ordered some food for the lunch. Maybe more than necessary" he shrugs "anyway have a sit !"

"Thanks for having us" Harry says politely to my father as he takes a seat around the table.

"Hm" is all my dad can answer, without even looking at him. "So Charlotte, you were at the hospital. Are you feeling better ?"

"I am thanks. I just had a broken rib but it's no big deal" I shrug "Harry, however, spent a week in a coma because he was shot right in the heart"

Harry's eyes meet mines and he shakes his head, a frown on his face.

"And ? You're not expecting me to feel bad for him are you ? It's entirely his fault if he's been dumb enough to choose to put himself between you and the girl who was trying to kill you"

My mouth falls open at his words and I glance at Harry to see his reaction. He's as shocked as I am and I can see his jaw tensing.

"Dad" I snap, glaring at him. His gaze is harshly focused on Harry but immediately softens when his eyes meet mine.

"Anyway, let's have lunch"

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It's been two hours since Harry and I arrived at my father's hotel room and everything went quite well, except for a few cutting remarks from my dad towards Harry.