This Love Is Forbidden (AU Harry Styles fan fiction) Complete

Chapter 5

"Harry, why did you tell me that  you moved because of your dads job but you live here alone?" I asked as I was brushing through my hair in front of the small mirror in the entry hall

"I did move because my dads job, he's coming down here in about a month" he said with a shrug "I'm not even close to him, he just gives me a place to stay really" he shrugged as if it were nothing

"oh" is all I could respond with as I set down the brush and turned towards Harry who was standing behind me, dressed in his usual attire-a white shirt black skinny jeans and white converse-moving the hair out of his eyes

"ready to go?" he questioned grabbing his car keys and leather jacket off the back of his couch

"yup" I said popping the 'p' and sliding on my boots "just ignore anything rude they say, and I don't know how they are going to react to you but, just know that I'm staying friends with you alright" I said laughing lightly

"alright, lets go" he said opening the door and walking out, climbing into the car, as I stepped in I took a deep breathe to calm my nerves.

"here we are" I said as he pulled into my familiar driveway

"hey, it's okay it's not like we are dating so it should be fine" he said laughing

"I know, but you just don't know my parents" I sighed

"well, that's why we're here" he said with a chuckle. We walked up to my door and I walked in the smell of my moms home made lasagna drifting to the house

"mom, dad" I called out looking into the family room

"we're in here honey" I heard my moms voice call from the kitchen, I walked in to see my dad sipping on a bottle of beer and my mom a glass of wine

"so, guys this is my friend Harry" I said making sure they heard the word friend

"it's nice to meet you Harry, would you like a beer" I prayed that he would answer with a no as I know in England he can drink, but here in America not so much, and my parents wouldn't have it

"no thank you sir, I'm not to big on drinking" Harry replied cooly,

"oh, you're from England I can hear?" my mom said a smile on her face, she has always had a fascination with the British

"I am Mrs.Farr, a little village called Holmes Chapel in Cheshire" Harry said nodding

"I see, so I'm just going to get this out here, what's up with all that tattoo's and piercings?" my dad asked making me hit my hand to my head

"father please" I whined not wanting him to be like this

"no, it's alright Maggie, it's a genuine question" Harry said smiling down at me "I just feel that they express myself, every tattoo has a meaning, weather it's a small meaning or a large meaning they are apart of me, and for the piercings I just like the way they look" he said adding his charming smiles, his dimples showing, my mom was practically drooling.

"I guess you have a valid point," my dad nodded and motioned for me to follow him in to the family room "Maggie, I just want to apologize, what I did shouldn't have been done and I'm sorry for that, but we have to move on alright,"

"alright dad," I said with a sigh

"and this Harry character seems alright so far" he said with a small smile

"really dad?" I said bouncing in my seat

"really honey" he said kissing my forehead and walking into the kitchen. Harry walked in and sat down on the couch next to me