Diner Girl *Harry Styles Love Story*

Chapter 37

*3 Days Later*

"So you're going to England?" Crystal asked me for the millionth time as I packed my suitcase. I looked up at her and nodded my head yes. "To meet Harry's family?" I shook my head this time.

"I'm going to meet his mom and stepdad," I folded one of my shirts and placed it into the giant bag below me. "His sister is in school so she can't make it." I explained. 

"Oh," She dragged the word on as realization hit her. "So how long are you going to be there?"

"We're leaving tonight and flying back with Louis thursday morning so we can get back on tour just in time for the next show." I told her.

"So you'll be there three nights and four days?" I nodded my head to confirm her assumption. 

"Just about." I zipped up my fully packed suitcase. "Our flight leaves at one in the morning tonight and it takes eight hours to get there so we should arrive around three in the afternoon England time since they are six hours ahead." I explained to her. 

"Wow, good luck with that jet lag." She said before patting my back and walking towards the door to exit Harry and I's hotel room.

"Was that Crytsal?" Harry asked once she was gone while walking out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around his waist. I nodded my head and watched him push his wet hair away from his eyes. "What did she need?"

"She was asking about our little trip to your parents house." I told him. He nodded his head and picked up the outfit that I laid out on the bed for him. He raised his eyebrow as a cheeky smile appeared on his face.

"You picked out my outfit?" I nodded my head while biting my bottom lip so I could hold back the tiny smirk that wanted to peep out.

"Yeah," I rubbed my arm awkwardly. "I know we have to leave for the airport within the hour so I picked out an outfit and packed your suitcase so you wouldn't have to rush around." 

"Really?" I nodded my head. His smile just grew bigger. "I like that." I rolled my eyes playfully.

"Well, don't get used to it because I'm not doing it every time we go somewhere new." He pouted and jutted out his bottom lip.

"But why?" He whined.

"Because you're old enough to pick out your own clothes and pack your suitcase."

"Yeah, but it would be so much easier if you did it for me." 

"Well, thats not happening." I replied with a sassy attitude before picking up the outfit and walking into the bathroom. "Get dressed so we can leave." I dropped the clothes on the closed toilet seat and walked out. I then pushed his body in the direction of the tiny room. 

"I don't understand why I can't get dressed in front of you. I used to walk around the Xfactor house naked and nobody seemed to mind." I rolled my eyes at that statement.

"I'm sure they did, but never said anything." He shook his head.

"No, I know they didn't." I rolled my eyes once again.

"Whatever you say, Mr. Styles."

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"I'm so nervous." I told Harry honestly as the plane began to take off. He rubbed my knee with one of his hands as the other intertwined with my left one. 

"Its just a plane, Faith. You have been on them billions of times." I shook my head at that reply.

"I'm not talking about the plane ride, Harry." He looked a bit confused. "I'm nervous to meet your parents." He gave me a warm, comfortable smile once those words left my mouth.