Twenty-Five

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So before I could go out there as Harry said, he did pull me back to remind me that he had in fact ripped the buttons from my shirt. I had looked down to see my boobs sitting inside the shirt not on show but it was hanging out, far too easy for a nip slip so I groaned. He had asked if I wanted to leave but I said no, I didn't just come to let Harry fuck me in his office. Although I most certainly did come. I do want to actually see some of the rappers.

Luckily, Harry had a spare silk shirt here, one that was even more oversized than my white one so I had changed out of mine and placed his on, with the white corset going over the top. it looked quite nice with the white on black. I might just keep this shirt for myself. Also, it smelled like Harry and that just made this warm fuzzy feeling take over my whole being.

For the rest of the night, we watched the rappers battle it out until the two finalists had been chosen. They were from two different gangs in London, both very talented young men. I had stayed stood in Harry's arms as they rested around my shoulders, every so often he'd lean over to ask how I was or place a kiss on my temple but most of the time we just stood and listened to the music.

And listen to the boys chatting up girls. And when I say boys I mean Liam. That boy really doesn't hold back. Personally, if a guy came onto me that hard I would be turned off immediately but maybe it's because he's the Sledgehammer that they swoon for him. But it is impressive, to say the least. Although Niall has this silly personality when alone with us, in front of girls who even other gang members he has this straight back and stern scowl. The women clearly love it, they love the bad boy and Niall definitely screams that when he's stood there all tall and mighty.

Little did they know I literally made him scream when I bit him.

Zayn and Louis seem to keep to themselves however they did entertain a few girls, both of them hid in the corner talking amongst one another and then disappeared eventually with said girls. I couldn't help but smile thinking of what they were going to do. Probably what Harry had done to me and that thought alone had me squirming a little bit in his arms.

We eventually left the club at about 1 am, and I was shattered. I hadn't had one drink so I did well to stick to my own rule. And Harry didn't seem to drink either which I was surprised about. Maybe he had beforehand but he didn't whilst I was there. I don't know if he saw I wasn't and wanted to make sure he was in the right frame of mind in case anything happened. Especially considering the week we have had. I had briefly mentioned to him about getting the security for our door and our plans to move in the new year. He said he'd get it sorted for me tomorrow aka today and that we won't ever be left alone.

I tried to pry for some more details on the note but he pushed me off, he seemed to tense up a lot so I knew he was worried about something. I think harry forgets that I can read him like a book. I just don't want to push him away and I haven't quite come up with how delicate he really is in a relationship. Maybe I could try to do some digging myself? I don't know how or where to start on that front but if Harry keeps keeping secrets then we're going to have a problem.

But now we're here, Saturday. And today is the day. The day harry is going to be meeting my mother. My best friend. And I am terrified. My mum has never met a guy I have liked, I guess that is probably because I have never really shown interest in one except from my university boyfriend. But that didn't really last long enough for him to meet mum, especially with me being away from uni I didn't go home half as much as I do now.

It would be impossible for me to keep harry away from my mum now because I am around here every week. I mean it's bound to happen that Harry will want to see me on Saturday nights every so often and I can't excuse myself every time with a lie. Plus, he said he wanted to meet her. He wants to meet her. Which I still am shocked at, but it means a lot to me because he is now an important person in my life and to get approval from the most important person in my life is detrimental to this relationship.

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