Angel's P.O.V-

"No" Simo-Dad said. I groaned and slumped in my seat rubbing my face with my hands.

"Why not dad?" I said with a pained expression. I bet your confused, so let me explain briefly: Paparazzi are motherfuckers that don't have a life and that also took TONS of pictures of me and Harry's little "kiss". Dad wasn't happy and he didn't like the idea of us dating either.

"Because!" He said a little louder now. I don't want him getting angry, but he's being totally irrational right now.

"But dad! I love him! How can you keep us apart?" I said, genuinely frustrated. I looked at him with pleading eyes and begged him silently to see how this all was hurting me.

"Simple. You" He said pointing at Harry. "Are now prohibited to see my daughter. If I see you anywhere near her you'll suffer severe consequences" He gave a stern voice.

"You can't do that..." I said in complete horror. I can't believe he's doing this. Why is this drama so necessary?! All I wanted was a drama-free life from the moment I got free from that monster.

"Oh, but I can!" He said exposing a cocky smirk. I had enough. I stood up roughly, grabbing my bag and then standing straight and with authority. I stuck my nose up in the air and looked down at him on his desk.

"I hope you are satisfied with your work. You've become just like him" I spat and then looked at him with pure anger in my eyes. He looked taken back and even sad. I realized what I said and panicked.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to... Please! Just give us a chance and-" I began desperately.

"Angel, it's not worth it. Calm down" Harry said standing up and trying to hug me. Even with heels, he's still taller than me by a few inches. I was blinded by my anger so I pushed him off slightly.

"Are you saying we're not worth it? Us is not a good enough thing to fight for?" I asked him, narrowing my eyes feeling hurt.

"I'm just asking you not to make him angrier to the point he'd make it worse" He whispered in my ear while hugging me tightly. I hugged him back and nodded. He's right. But I can't help feeling as if I need to keep on fighting.

"Very well. Step away from each other and Harry please leave, you are needed in the meeting room to discuss the new tour" He shooed Harry away and asked me to sit down.

"It's not over" I said, looking out the window with a calm expression.

"What do you mean?" He asked making me look at him with an amused expression.

"I didn't mean to say you were like him. You are nothing like him. You're loving and caring, and you worry over me. But, I'm telling you not to worry. I genuinely love Harry, and I hope you will one day accept our relationship..." I trailed off standing up and kissing his cheek. I walked to the door and turned back to him.

"Please, think about it" I said. With that I opened the door and closed it. I walked down the hallway and into the lift. I was going to pick Jake up and head to the gym.

Once the lift stopped I walked out and said goodbye to the secretary. I walked out of the building towards my new car. I went a few days ago buy a new one with Jake and he said this one was "Awesome!". I smiled at the memory and climbed in turning the engine on. I sped off towards Jake's school to pick him up. Once that was done, I told him that grandpa didn't like the idea of Harry being my boyfriend.

"Well, grandpa's just scared he'll loose you again. He thinks you're growing up too fast" Jake shrugged.

I turned back at a red light and stared at him with an amused and shocked expression. That kid sure was something. I wonder if God puts those words in his mouth. I smiled at him just as the light turned green. I turned back to the road and drove away. I parked in front of our house and helped Jake out. We walked inside, had dinner, since I left it half ready and then I sent him upstairs to finish his homework while I cleaned the house.

I didn't bother changing for the chores since these weren't my fanciest clothes or anything. I've grown to love my heels, I don't know if it's because they make me feel strong or if it's because they look amazing on my legs. I don't know. It seems like only yesterday I refused to even look at a skirt and now here I am cleaning the house in heels. I must say, I feel like Beyonce in her video for Why Don't You Love Me. With that thought, I got my Ipod and searched for that song and let it play while I began washing the dishes, the last chore of the day! Thank goodness.

"Why don't you love me?" I sang along, swaying slightly.

"Oh, but I do love you!" Someone whispered seductively in my ear. I jumped lightly and turned around laughing.

"Harry! Don't scare me like that! What if I dropped something?!" I scolded and slapped his chest. He laughed at me and took the hand that slapped his chest and pulled me close hugging my waist.

"But you didn't drop anything" He argued back kissing my cheek. I blushed but still rolled my eyes at him. I freed myself and went back to washing the dishes.

"What are you doing here anyway? Didn't dad forbid you to even see me?" I said, still a bit annoyed with my dad. Harry laced his arms around me from behind and placed his chin on my shoulder.

"It's strange you say that" He said. I turned to face him with a questioning and confused look.

"What do you mean?" I asked. He smiled cheekily and kissed my neck, making me shiver slightly.

"After the meeting about the tour, he was waiting outside and wanted to talk to me. At first I though I was going to get blown up or something, but he told me I had his permission to date you. He only set one condition: no sex until marriage" He said the last part frowning a bit. I gasped and chuckled, both because he actually wanted the last thing and because dad was okay with us dating.

"That's amazing!" I cheered and let go of the dishes and wrapped my arms around his neck. He chuckled slightly and hugged me tighter.

"The last part isn't that awesome but..." He mumbled in my ear. I laughed and slapped his arm freeing myself from his death grip.

"I would've put that condition myself, but he beat me to it" I said. He gave me that 'not amused' look and I just blushed and giggled.

"I can't believe you'd actually want that" I laughed at my own words. They sounded so silly. He looked at me in disbelief. I just shrugged and went back to the dishes. I'm almost giving up on them, honestly! I have a dish washer for Christ's sake!

"I am so stupid!" I said slapping my forehead. I stopped washing the dishes and placed them all in the dish washer. The only problem is that I have to bent down to do so. I didn't think much of it so I just bent over and placed the remaining dishes. I dried the ones that I had washed and put them away. I bent over again after some time to take out the ready dishes.

"Uh... Angel?" Harry asked from behind me.

"Yes, Harry?" I called back still taking the dishes from the dish washer. He didn't speak again so I just continued to put the dishes away in their rightful places. I bent over one last time to close the dish washer. I smiled since the dishes were done and I had ran already done the laundry earlier. I tied my hair in a messy bun and decided to walk over to the living room. I turned around just to bump into something hard and almost fall.

"Sorry" I apologized when I saw it was Harry I had bumped into and who had also stopped my fall. I smiled up at him and straightened myself.

"Harry, are you okay?" I asked a bit concerned seeing as he was looking straight into my eyes with a very hard to read expression.

"What? Uh... Yeah, I'm fine" He smiled at me. I gave him a confused look but shrugged and tried to free myself. Key word, tried. He wouldn't budge!

"Harry, dear, not that I don't like being held by you, but I need to get changed my outfit and head to the gym..." I trailed off hoping he would take the very obvious hint. He had this goofy smile on and he was smiling down at me. I blushed lightly and pecked his lips. He let go slightly and I took it as my chance to leave.

I ran up the stairs and got changed, tying my hair up in a high pony tail. I felt a bit sad that even if my dad had allowed us to date, Harry never asked me directly. I'm not expecting a formal ceremony or anything really, just a question that I'd answer with a massive 'yes'. But, I'm not going to push this subject. He hasn't mentioned it, so neither will I. By now I was a bit annoyed and needed to blow off some steam. I walked to Jake's room and he was playing with our dog, so I asked him if he wanted to go to swimming classes today. He nodded excitedly and began changing. I laughed at his eagerness. Sammy was also in the same swimming class as he was.

"Harry, Jake and I are heading to the gym, you're welcome if you want to come with" I said while walking down the stairs. Harry wasn't anywhere to be seen. I frowned a bit but sighed and headed out with Jake to our car. I put him in his car seat and lock the house door, making sure the dog was in the backyard and not inside. I walked back to the car and turned on the engine, and began driving to the gym. All I could think of for the rest of that night was if Harry and I were or not in fact together...

Notes

Sorry for not updating sooner, I really didn't mean to :(