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False Bond ***ON HOLD***

Meeting the Grandparents (Chapter 5)

(Harry’s P.O.V)

I am actually going to take his offer…I literally have no choice…please God hear my prayers and shine the lights on me…let this boy be nice, sweet, caring and innocent as I thought he was…..

“You can thank me later…my car is over there,” he pointed while grabbing my suit case and started to walk off, he isn’t even going to ask if I wanted to go with him or not? How rude, “coming?” he questioned with his eye brow rises, “what if I don’t want to go with you,” I stated stubbornly while crossing my arms.

“Oh I think you and I both know that you don’t have a choice,” he chuckled and keeps on walking. I guess he is right, I don’t really have a choice and I can only hope that he is not trying to kill me.

It was hard to keep up with him since he walked extremely fast as if he was rushing to be somewhere else. I can’t say that I am not surprised when I saw his Range rover and he seems to have a decent car for a kid. His parents must be rich.

I could see the airport slowly disappear in the distance and I can only hope that I have made the right decision to come with this boy named Harry. But I started to freak out once we are getting further away from the city.

He is going to kill me isn’t he? He planned it all this time…how could you fall for it Kim? Soo stupid…

“Relax…I am not going to kill you…who thinks of those awful thing anyway?” he chucked, as if he could hear my thoughts, “how do you know what I was thinking?” I asked turning towards this stranger, “you were kind of thinking out loud,” he mused. Oh gosh…way to embarrassed myself.

“To ease your thoughts…we have to be at my grandparents’ house in ten minute or else she will kill me,” he told me, “oh that’s why you were rushing out of the airport…” I stated more to myself really. “Yes! That’s the reason why…oh you are a bright cookie,” he said sarcastically.

We stopped in front of a huge two storage brick house and endless farm can be seen all around us. The scenery is beautiful, with different shades of crops surrounded us and on top of the hill I could see a windmill. The drive was probably about an hour, I guess this is his grandparents’ house. “Wow this place is beautiful,” I said in awe.

“Oh you will get used to it,” he stated and get out of his car. I followed him but he was already getting our bags and I offered to help but he declined it. “Remember…you are my girlfriend o.k.” he reminded me and I nod in response. I have no idea how I am going to do this and I mean I have never pretended to be anyone’s girlfriend before. Just take a deep breath Kim.

The door swing open revealing an old woman who still looks amazingly beautiful for her age. “Sie haben so viel Harry gewachsen (You have grown so much Harry) the older woman cried out engulfing Harry with a huge hug, “Du musst mir öfter von nun an besuchen (You have to visit me more often from now on)” the lady continued. I just stand there awkwardly and sort of envy this strange boy who has such a loving grandmother.

“Oma, Ich vermisse dich sehr (Grandma, I miss you a lot),” Harry told his grandmother, “Das muss sie sein (this must be her),” the elderly lady squealed grabbing my hand, “Sie ist schön (She is beautiful)” she continued while smiling widely at me. “Hallo Ich bin Joy , aber Sie können mich anrufen Oma (Hi my name is Joey but you can call me grandma)” she introduced herself, “sie nicht verstehen können (She can’t understand)” Harry started but I cut him off, “Es ist schön , Sie Großmutter zu treffen , ich bin kimberly (It's lovely to meet you grandma, I am kimberly)” I introduced myself with a smile.

Harry looked dumbfounded, “you can speak German?” he asked, “Only a little bit, but not much,” I answered him. “Well Harry, what type of boyfriend are you? You don’t even know her talent,” Joy glared at his grandson but quickly smiled at me and dragged me along with her inside the big house.

“So how did you guys met?” Harry grandad John questioned genuinely, “I met her on the plane,” Harry told them and I guess he wasn’t actually lying. “So it was like love at first sight then?” John amused while looking at his wife lovingly. It was beautiful to see, but it only brings back bad memories…bad memories that I am trying to escape.

“Yeah you could say that,” Harry smiled, showing off his cute dimples, “well Harry you are a lucky boy then…she is beyond beautiful,” Joy complimented which made me blush a little. “Yeah I guess I am,” Harry sighed looking at my direction.

“So kimberly, what do you do for a living love?” John asked, “I am paediatrician and I will be starting my work next week at Altona Children's Hospital,” I told them, “oh Harry’s older sister is also a paediatrician…how old are you know kimberly?” Joy questioned, “I am 23 years old,” which made both Harry’s grandparents gasped.

I have no idea why, my only guess is that I am way too old for their grandson. I knew it and I knew this was a bad idea…

They both started to laugh now and I am confused even more, “oh our genes do really past on,” John chuckled and I made a confused face, “well Joy is five years older than I am…I guess our family has a thing for older women,” he explained and I made an ‘O’ sound.

“Three years age difference is a good age…you are good for Harry…so you can tamed him because Joy certainly tamed me,” John chuckled, “O.k. I have definitely lost my appetite now,” Harry stated which made his grandparents laugh. Three years age difference? Oh I am three years older than him…I knew it and I knew that he was a kid.

“I am going to take a shower now,” Harry told his grandparents, “both of your stuff are in your room Harry,” Joy yelled to him as he walked out of the kitchen. Harry’s room? Don’t tell me we have to share room.

(Harry’s P.O.V)

I don’t know how long I was in the shower but when I came out Kimberly was sleeping soundlessly on my bed while hugging my pillow. I actually didn’t even know her name until she told Oma, I didn’t know she was a doctor either and I certainly did not know that she was 23 years old. I don’t mind the age difference, I was just a bit shock that’s all because I thought she was younger than me all this time and this was the reason why she keeps on calling me kid.

Even in her sleep, she still looks beautiful and I guess Oma was right she is beyond beautiful. I left the beautiful girl to rest as I walked out of my room to the lounge room to catch up with my grandparents.

“Yes! Harry has just arrived two hours ago and yes he did bring his girlfriend,” I could hear Oma talking to someone on the phone as I got closer and my only guess was my mum. “Oh Ann you would love her, she is beautiful, sweet and very smart,” Oma squealed on the phone, “she felt a sleep I think, she has never travelled this long before, I guess she got jet leg,” Oma continued.

“Harry you mum is on the phone, she want to talk to you,” Oma hand me the phone, “Harry, I am glad you didn’t lie and you have to let me meet her soon…I want to see if you Oma is lying to me as well,” my mum told me sternly.

“Well hello to you too mum, I landed safely thank you for asking, “I replied sarcastically, “I am serious Harry,” still holding that seriousness in her tone, “yeah I know mum…once we get back to our hotel I will skype you…but we are staying here at Oma’s for at least two days,” I explained to her and agreed.

** (Night time) **

Kimberly still haven’t woken up since she felt asleep at lunch time, she must be super tired from the plane ride but I guess I cannot judge her since this was her longest flight.

“I am going to bed now Oma and Opa…goodnight,” I got up and kissed Oma on her cheeks. Since I didn’t sleep since arriving here, I guess I am quite tired now.

I made my way to my room and open the door quietly but I saw the bed was empty and then the bath room door swing open revealing Kimberly with only a towel covering her body. She screamed her lungs out and I quickly turned to look away while covering my eyes.

As much as I wanted to check her out, I am gentleman enough to show respect to women even though I have to force myself to do so.

“I am sorry, I didn’t know you were awake,” I told her, “get out,” she ordered me, “I can’t…or my grandparents will not believe us,” I explained to her, “I cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eyes…I won’t look,” I promised her.


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