Babysitter~h.s.

f i f t y | Allana

We pulled over to this big beautiful beige house. Harry stopped the car and we all got off. All of the guys took off their blazers and just wore the polo and folded their sleeves since the reception was going to be in a house. Harry held my hand as we went to the front door. We rang the doorbell and the door opened, revealing Oliver.

"Oh hey guys, come on in," he said. I walked inside first then the guys followed. The house was sooo big. The walls were so clean with a lot of picture frames on them. The furniture looked so expensive as well as the decor of the whole house. Some shelves had a lot of expensive antiques too. I wonder what business or job did Harry's family take. My eyes keep wandering around the house. I felt Harry's hand on my back as he motioned me to go to the backyard.

We continued walking and opened the glass sliding door. The backyard was huge and it has a pool too. A lot of people were standing and talking to one another. Others were sitting on the round tables and still chatting with others. Before going to our tables, we had to stop by at the registration table. We asked the woman where our table would be and it was near the presidential table. Each table had only five chairs so it was perfect for us. We also had left our wedding gift and headed over to our table.

We got to it and sat down. There were also appetizers. The small card beside the food said it's called the 'Truffle Cheese Wonton.' I got one and tasted it. It was a bit sweet at first, but salty once I got a taste of the cheese inside. The waiter also came to our table and started pouring juice or water into our glasses. When the waiter was about to pour into Harry's glass, a man stopped him and said, "It's a celebration today. Can you get us one bottle please?"

We looked up and Harry's face stiffened and saw him swallow a big lump in his throat. "Hello, Harry" he greeted him. Harry's face was still the same and he hasn't smiled since the man came. The man continued, "Aren't you going to greet me?" he asked. I looked at Harry and he finally stood up to give him a manly hug.

"How're you, son?" he asked while they were hugging. Harry pulled away quickly and tried to be nice by introducing everyone.

"I'm fine. This is Louis, Niall, Liam, and my girlfriend—Allana" he introduced me last. Harry got my hand and helped me stand up. He positioned me beside him so now I'm in between them. The man looked at me and smiled. "Guys, this is my dad"

He nodded at the guys and when it came to me, he held out his hand as I slowly placed mine. He kissed it and said, "My goodness, you are ravishing. Harry certainly knows how to choose a woman" I don't know if I'm supposed to be happy with his compliment because of what he said about Harry and choosing women, but he did say I look beautiful. I noticed Harry trying to avoid eye contact between him and his dad. I got confused as I looked at his dad again. Him still smiling while Harry isn't.

"Okay, I am so sorry to leave you all because I have other people to attend to. Most of them are our relatives so please enjoy the food and the reception will start in a while...." he smiled at all of us, but before leaving our table, he bent down near Harry and whispered, but we all heard because it wasn't that soft, "Your mother wants to see you." He left off and I noticed Harry taking a sip from his drink before standing up.

"Hey, where you going?" I asked.

"Uhh nothing. It's just my mom—she wants to see me" I nodded and after a short pause, I spoke.

"Hey, maybe you can introduce me to your mom. I've met your dad already" I smiled while saying that. I got nervous asking him that because since he doesn't even talk about his family that much and has already met both of my parents, why not meet his.

He did not speak immediately and just looked at me confused. I mentally prayed that he was okay with it. "Well, I guess I can introduce you to her, but let me tell you that she can be a bit judgmental especially when meeting new people" oh boy.

"That's alright. I mean, I'll try my best for her to like me.....or is that even possible considering you just told me she's judgmental?" I admit I started getting nervous when I'm going to meet my boyfriend's parents and to be honest, I am not completely excited, but can't miss an opportunity.

"You'll be fine, babe. I have a feeling she won't be too judgmental on you" I stood up as he held my hand and squeezed it for a bit. He led the way as we started walking through the crowd in hopes of finding his mother. I mean their house is big, how is their backyard bigger? We scanned through different tables and finally, Harry saw her.

He actually didn't see her face, it was the back of her head, but he still recognized his mother. When we arrived at the table, she was talking to a couple. Harry cleared his throat as his mom turned around and smiled as soon as she saw him.

"Ahhh there's my boy" she stood up, grabbed his face to kiss him on the cheek, and hugged him after. "I'm surprised you came to the wedding. I almost thought you were still ignoring us" ignoring them? Why would Harry ignore his parents?

Harry made a look signaling her to stop talking. She put on a half-smile and her eyes were fixated on me. Her smile came back as she said "Well, who is this young lady?" I started to smile too since she was the one who asked about me.

"Uhh mom this is Allana—my girlfriend" he put his arm around me. I looked at his mom and was nervous about her reaction, but surprisingly, her reaction was much more positive. I mentally exhaled and was relieved that she seemed okay with it. "Please tell me you're okay with this because the last time I brought a girl over, you did not get this reaction"

"Oh sweetheart, I am completely okay with your relationship status and with a decent girl. Not like the last time you brought here. That blonde girl with the tattooed arm and pierced nose" I raised my eyebrows when she said that. I noticed Harry as his facial expression changed and again signaled her to not talk about it. She stopped for a bit and faced me after. "Nice to meet you, Allana. I hope you and I will get along just well" she smiled as she opened her arms open and is waiting for me to embrace her in a hug.

I slowly went in and felt her arms wrapped around me. It felt good and sweet of her. After we pulled away she was still smiling. She spoke. "So, I hope you both had been served the appetizers already because the reception is about to start and food will be served after the host begins the program," she said.

"Don't worry mom, we already have a table near the couple" Harry said.

"Okay then. Enjoy the reception and it was nice meeting you, dear. I hope we'll meet again soon" his mom told us and winked at me after. She sat down to continue talking to the couple at the table as we left and went over to ours.

On the way, I spoke up. "Well, she was nice. I thought you said was judgmental, there were no signs that she was one" she really was nice and got confused that she might ask me a few questions on what I do, what my parents have been doing, and stuff like that.

"Actually, I was also surprised. She doesn't normally act this way, but I have to say she was really genuinely happy" we arrived at our table as Harry pulled the chair first before I sat on it. The waiter came and refilled our glasses. I took a sip from my glass and noticed Harry was fiddling with his fingers. He usually does this when he's too nervous. I put my hand on top of his for him to stop.

"Hey, you okay?" I tilted my head to the side.

"It's just that, these family events can be a bit nerve-wracking at times. I'm afraid of what kind of embarrassment I'll get from my family" it's so cute that he is this nervous. It makes me realize that his strong and masculine physique is hiding a very soft and pure Harry Styles. It also makes me happy how he is showing his true feelings.

"Hey, it's okay. I'm here. You don't have to feel nervous at all" I noticed a smile growing onto his face and leaned over to give him a kiss on the lips. I heard a few people clanging their silverware to their glasses and saw the host grabbed the mic. I think the program is about to start.