Kendalls POV
I'm very nervous. It's been a week since coming to stay with James and I have yet to meet his father. Why? Well, the day that I came his farther went away on important trip and wouldn't be back for about a week or so.
It's been a week and I'm freaking out on the inside.
I'm sure he's a very nice man but come on, who isn't a little scared to met their in-laws? I am.
James has been telling me all week that I have nothing to worry about, but I just can't help myself. He's coming home today and I wanna let him know that I'm not some random guy, that's a gold digger and that I actully have feelings for his son.
"Kendall, please calm down. My father will love you just as much as I do." He said with a smile.
I give him a small smile, "Thank you James, but no mater what I'll still worry." I tell him.
He lets out a sigh, "Well, he should be here any mintue. We should go greet him." He crosses the room and takes my hand in his while we make our way outside.
With his farthers carriage coming closer, my heart rate goes up and beats faster with every second. It stops in front of us and so does my heart. I don't want him to hate me because I'm not from royal blood or anything.
He steps out and says," James my boy! Come give your father a hug!" He calls James over for a hug. After they hug his eyes go too me and he smiles softly.
"And you must be the Kendall fellow I've heard so much about." He says and I nod my head. "Welcome to the family my boy. You take good care of my boy got it?" He says and I nod my head again before he pulls me into a hug.
Phew. He doesn't hate me. I feel like a thousand pounds have been lifted off my chest.
That night at dinner was great. He asked me questions to get to know me better and not feeling as nervous as I did had no problem with it.
Now there is just one thing left to do and most of my stress will be gone.
The wedding.