Harrys pov

Disappointment floods through me. I shake my head trying to clear my thoughts. How could she just not show? She is so mad at me for that? I get what I did was shitty, but she knows what her being here for me means to me. The match starts and I don't realize til he punches me square in the jaw. I land on my ass, but immediatly stand back up. Get it fucking together Harry.

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I lost the first round. I can't focus. All I can think about is her. I swear I can hear here. Wait. My eyes frantically search the room. My heart leaps as I see her sitting in front a smile planted on her face. She waves at me causing a huge grin to break out on my face as well.

"You got this!" She yells cupping her hands around her mouth. Butterflies appear in my stomach at the sight of her. Fuck she turns me into the most unmanly man.

I don't even give a fuck, she's here.

Ava's Pov.

Harry's smile on his face makes my stomach hurt. I was thinking very hard about wether to come tonight or not. I wasn't going to, but I realized these last few days have hurt far more than what Harry did. I need him. I wonder if he needs me?

My hands fly to my face as Harry lands a punch on the other guy knocking him out. I have no idea what happens next due to my eyes being covered. I open my eyes as a pair of sweaty arms wrap around me. Harry. I have missed his arms around me.

"You came" He whispers. I nod in response. He puts his arm around my waist pulling me towards the back. I recieve many glares from some females, and even males in the room. A small smirk appears on my face as I stare down at my feet. Harry coutinues dragging me into the room in the back.

"I'm so sorry." Harry says staring into my eyes. His stare is so intense I look away.

"I have missed you so much." He words make me smile.

"Please say something. I adore your smile but speak." He lightly chuckles.

"I missed you too. That's why I'm here. Also I'm sorry about not calling, I was just upset." I mumble slightly.

"Do you forgive me?" He asks taking my hands in his large ones.

"Just don't try that shit again. Well- I mean if I say no." My face flushes as Harry smirks at me.

"I won't push you do to anything you don't want to love. I promise" His lips land on my forehead. All to quickly he pulls away turning from me. Giving me the opportunity to admire his back muscles and how they contract under his skin. He is so sexy. My eyes wander down to his bum, before traveling back to his face when he spins towards me again.

"So this is kind of sudden, but my family does this thing for Thanksgiving. It's like not thanksgiving just a get together thing. It's tomorrow night and I was wondering if you wanted to accompany me." He unwinds his white tape from his knuckles. He wants me to meet his family? Are we even together? No I don't think so. He has sort of met your family. Would that be weird?

"All take your silence as a no. Didn't mean to freak you out." Harry nervously chuckles.

"No, no of course. I would love to. I just don't want your family to like not like me. Makes me nervous and stuff." Harry walks over resting his hands on my shoulders.

"They will adore you. Just as I do."

***

"Harry will you come over?" I say holding different outfits in front of me. I'm nervous for his family thing. My hair and makeup are done perfectly. Red lipstick staining my lips and light eyeshadow and makeup. My hair curled in loose waves falling to the center of my back. I start putting on a two piece that has a pink rim and a lot of patterns.

"I told you I would be there at noon. What's wrong?"

"I can't- I don't know what to wear" I whine. This outfit is okay I guess. I sigh shaking my head. This is to tight especially for meeting his fucking family.

"I be over in a few minutes babe" the line goes dead. I continue my search for a nice outfit waiting for him.

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"Ok my family doesn't care what you are weari-." I hear harry he chokes on his words seeing my outfit. It shows all my curves. I don't wear this outfit often but when I do. I fucking rock that shit.

"Do I look nice?" I ask innocently.

"You look... sexy" Harry's eyes wander up and down my body. He walks closer to me, his hand rest on my bare side.

"Can I please kiss you" he breathes. I don't even finish one nod before his lips crash to mine. Fire runs through my veins as he lifts me on to my desk behind us. My hand curling into his hair.

"Ava" Harry groans against me. He places his hands on either sides of my face kissing me tenderly. I smile against his lips.

"The floral one on your bed. You should wear that." Harry smiles easily. I nod, pecking his lips before grabbing the floral dress and heading to the bathroom and changing.

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I spin in the dress showing Harry.

"Do I look good?" I mumble. I decided against red lips today and went with a natural pink color.

"Beautiful as always babe" he pecks my lips. A small smile spreads across my face. I rest my hands on his hips letting my forehead rest against his chest.

"I'm so tired" I sigh closing my eyes.

"Me too. After the lunch we should go back to my place and watch a movie and cuddle." I look up at Harry to see if he is actually serious.

"I never thought I would hear you say the word cuddle." I start giggling making Harry's cheek turn red.

"Aww you're blushing!" I point out making his cheeks turn even more red.

"Woman!" He jokingly scolds me before "storming" out of the room.

"Big bad boxer Harry is blushing." I tease him. He turns around squinting his eyes. I try and hold back my smile by biting my lips.

"Well it means anything, I would love to cuddle with you." I say smiling. His ego immediately boost. He smirks wrapping an arm around me.

"That means everything."