HARRY: "Who's Carson been on the phone with all this time?" Harry asks, coming into the kitchen to drop his glass in the sink of dishes you're washing. Your face lights up in excitement. "I'm not sure of her name, but from the sounds of things, I'm pretty sure they're an item," you gloat, pulling your hands out of the soapy water to dry them on a towel. "Ah, my little man's gone and gotten himself a lady, eh?" Harry says, raising his eyebrows approvingly. "Like father, like son. He's always been a little flirt," you muse. Carson enters the room and returns the landline to its cradle. You and Harry are both beaming at your young teenage boy. Not wanting to disclose the details to his parents of all people, he flashes you a little awkward smile-and-wave combo as he retreats out of the room. "Oh, I can't wait to meet her!" you gush, causing Harry to chuckle. "Slow down there, love. I wouldn't be booking a venue or calling a caterer just yet." You smack him with the dish towel, laughing, before returning back to the dishes.
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FanfictionWherever You Are is going o be a book full of imagines, *Sexual Content* there is some BoyXBoy stuff going on so if you don't like that kind of stuff please don't read and please don't hate on any of my work. thank you. if you would like an imagine...
