Hideaway [h.s]

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Hey! Sorry about the confusion. I accidentally posted the chapter earlier before I was halfway finished lol! But here it is! It took me so long because it's a lot longer then usual! xx

"Harry.." I murmur as we drive into my hometown, holding his hand. "Please don't punch my dad." I plead, making him laugh.

"Baby you think I'm gonna punch your father?" He looks at me for a second through his sunglasses before looking back at the road.

"I know you won't but he can be very aggravating sometimes. You're gonna want to punch him." He shrug.

"I won't punch him sweetheart, it may surprise you to know that I do have some self control." He jokes while squeezing my hand.

"It's not that I don't trust you, I just know what my father is like." I state, already feeling stressed out.

"You got your pills?" He asks me.

"Yep." I open the dashboard to see the 'stress' pills with a bottle of water, just in case if things get really heated and I start to hyperventilate again.

"Good. And don't worry babe, I won't knock anyone out today." He gives me a toothy smile which makes me laugh a bit. I nod as he turn into my run down neighbourhood, feeling my stomach turn.

"Okay, so you stay in the car until I come and tell you to come in. It's better if I go up first and talk to them before they meet you." I inform him while he drives down the road. He was wearing his red flannel and black jeans like usual. The sleeves were rolled quarter length so you can see his tattoo sleeves and his fingers were danced with his sliver rings. I just realized how shocking a man like Harry is to bring home to our parents, but I don't care.

"Sounds like a plan. Are you sure you even want me here at all? It may be better if I just stay outside the entire time." He explains but I shake my head.

"No, please I need you there. They're gonna want to know who you are." I squeeze his hand. I know we've already talked about this but I'm praying he won't change his mind.

He sighs and nods, "Okay, I'll go in." He agrees. "Just remember I have a history with your family babe." He murmurs.

"I know, but we need to face it." I bring his hand up to kiss his knuckles. "They also are her grandparents." I refer to the baby.

He nods and rests his hand on my belly, running his thumb back and forth. I was wearing one of Harry's large sweaters because it covered my bump. I didn't want the first thing they see is my pregnant stomach so this sweater does just enough to cover it.

"Here we are." Harry pulls in the gravelly driveway. My heart was racing as I look at my house where I've spent so many years, it looks exactly how I remembered it.

He shuts off the car and looks at me through his raybands. He grabs my cheek and pulls me in to meet in the middle for a soft kiss- trying to relax me.

"It will be fine darling, if they love you then they'll accept it." He murmurs to me. I dip my head down and nod, twiddling my thumbs.

"I can go in with your right away if you'd like. I know this is hard." He suggests.

"No, no it's fine. I need to do this part alone." I look up at him again and undo my seatbelt.

"Okay. I'll be here and if things go bad then we will leave without hesitation. It's all up to you baby." He rubs my thigh before I open the car door.

I go to step out of the car but as I get half out, I turn back in my seat and lean over to smash my lips to his one last time, holding his cheeks. He smiles against my lips and hold my hips as I stay leaned over the middle console and kiss him in a rush.