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Chapter 62
"Is that your dad again?"
"Yea" Harry sighed.
"Just answer. He's going to keep calling"
"I know. I'd just like to avoid him as long as possible"
He snuggled into me. I don't know how much longer we would both be able to fit on the couch at the same time. I kissed his forehead.
"Have you figured out what you are going to say?" I tangled my fingers in his curls.
"No. I'd rather wait and play it by ear"
"Harry you have to have some kind of idea. You can't just go into a conversation like that without a plan."
"Let's talk about something else. I'll be talking about this with him soon enough"
"What color are you going to paint Aidan's room?"
"Blue" he ran his long fingers over my stomach.
"No that's so typical. Think outside of the box"
"Orange" he mumbled.
"Eww no. I hate orange"
"I love orange"
"Really? You don't own anything orange" I pushed his hair out of his face.
"No I actually hate orange also" he laughed.
"What about green?"
"I can do green. He looked up at me.
"Green it is!" I kissed him.
"Emm Make me a sandwich" he whined.
"Seriously?" I frowned.
"I love you"
"Harold make your own sandwich" I laughed pushing him gently.
"Hulk I want you to make me a sandwich. Pleaseeee" he placed scattered kisses over my neck and face.
"Ok! Ok!" He released me and I stood from the couch.
He stretched out resting his arms behind his head. A large grin spreading.
"What?" I eyed him.
"Charlie Charlie Charlie..you are so beautiful"
I rolled my eyes laughing.
"Beautiful? Do you see this stomach?" I pointed to my growing bump." I look like I ate the entire contents of our fridge."
"Or a small child" he smirked.
"You're not funny" Rolling my eyes I walked to the kitchen. I had just stepped in when I heard a knock.
"I got it" Harry called.
"I'm right here babe just stay in there" I turned the lock and pulled the door open.
"Charlie? What the hell are you still doing here?" He huffed.
"Um..Ha-Harry .."
I couldn't find my words. Harry's dad still didn't know that we were back together and by the look on his face he wasn't happy to see me.
"Harry!" He hissed stepping past me. I closed the door following him to the living room.
"Dad" Harry stood from the couch.
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