Love Hate (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Meet The Folks

"Bye Nik! Bye Haz!," Niall yelled, closing the door behind him. I smiled at Harry, "One more week." He nodded and rolled his eyes, "Then I have to go back to working and so do you." Until recently, I didn't have a job, but guess what?! I'M OPENING FOR THE BOYS ON TOUR.

Now, I know what you're thinking. How could a girl go from despising One Direction to opening for them on tour and marrying TWO of the guys? To be honest, I have no clue. Harry and I were just meant to be from the second the blueberry smoothie plopped onto my superman shirt.

"It's not work if I'm with the love of my life," I said, lightly kissing Harry's temple as I brushed back his curls. He smiled at me and kissed my cheek before getting off of the couch. "What do you want to do today?," he asked, walking into the kitchen.

I shrugged, "I don't know, it's kind of empty in the house without Niall." "I know, but now we're all alone," he said, walking back to the couch and draping his arm around my shoulder. He pulled me close as I smiled, burying my face in the crook of his neck.

"How about we go and visit the beach again?," he asked, raising his eyebrows. I shook my head, "That's all we do." "What about the shops?," he asked, raising his eyebrows once more. I finally gave up and nodded, walking into my room and getting changed quickly.

After Harry and I were both ready, we walked outside and to the shops where we would remain for the rest of the day.

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"Bye bye Maui," I muttered as the plane took off, bringing Harry and I back to England. We were headed back to Holmes Chapel, where I would finally meet his family. "Are you excited to meet the parents?," Harry asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

I shrugged, "To this day I still haven't met Liam's parents, so it's going to be...eventful." He smirked and kissed my temple, "They're going to love you."

As the plane landed, Harry and I quickly got our bags and went outside into the fresh England air. "I love it here," I muttered, looking at the scenery in Holmes Chapel. There were trees and flowers everywhere, nothing like California.

"Come on, my parents just rang me and they're waiting," he said, yanking me towards the car. I smiled and hopped in, placing my suitcase in the back seat as Harry began driving. "Now, is Gemma home?," I asked, getting a bit nervous.

"Yeah, she just finished her first term in college," Harry stated, pulling into the driveway of his house. The house was quite charming, actually. There were crème and beige shutters, along with a beige based house. The roof was brown, but it had sort of an elegant look to it. From the looks of the house, his parents truly did care about keeping the place cleanly.

"You like it?," he asked, looking at my expression. I nodded giddily, "It's so charming." He smiled at me and grabbed my bags, Harry and I were going to be staying in Gemma's home, just next to his parents'. I walked into the house, taking in the smell of lilacs as I walked further in.

"Oh my gosh! You must by Nicole!," Harry's mother, Anne. "Yes I am, but please call me Nikki," I said as she pulled me into a hug. "Please call me Anne," she said, moving out of the way. "HARRY! NIKKI!," Gemma, Harry's sister, screamed. I smiled, "Hi Gemma!"

It seemed like Gemma and I had met before, even though all I've done was listen in on her and Harry's conversations on the phone. "It feels like I already know you!," she exclaimed, pulling me into a hug. I smiled, "How was college?"

"Rough, but I'm out for 3 months!," she replied, smiling at me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Harry beam with excitement. "Who's that?," I asked, pointing to who Harry was running to. "Dad!," Harry screeched, running to his father.