After That One Day

Chapter six

"Mom I already told you it's Emma not Emily." Harry says in annoyance. I am shocked about what he just said. Not about my name but before it. Harry catches me staring at him and he winks. Chills run up my spine. We walk into the dinning room and I see an older version of Harry with glasses sitting at the head of the table. I smile at him as Harry pulls a chair out for me and indicates for me to sit.

As I get situated I start to talk to Harry's father I assume "Hi, it is really nice to meet you my name is Emma. " I say kinda shyly. I am not that much of an outgoing person and situations like this make me nervous. Harry sits down next to me. He looks down at the ground and realizes my legs are shaking. He looks at me and smiles as he puts his hand on my knee to comfort me.

His thumb is making small circles on the top of my knee cap. When his father clears his throat, I am taking out of my inner thoughts even though they still face in the back of my mind. All thinking about the hand on my knee a hand that belongs to Harry. "It is also a pleasure to meet you, Emma. It's nice to see Harry is making friends who are normal. Not like the ones that he usually brings around with all the piercings and tattoos." He says as he smiles I feel Harry's hand tense up. I can't believe his father just said that. I sometimes wonder if people even think before they speak. I nod in response to Mr.Styles because I don't know how to respond to that. Before Harry's father can say anything else Mrs. styles comes in with a bowl of pasta. I smile at her as she sets it in the middle of the table. She goes back into the kitchen and comes out with some bread and meatballs and sits down.

" Why don't you tell us about yourself Emma? Where are you going to go to for uni and after that?" What is this an interrogation because it sure feels like it.

I hesitate before I answer " um I don't really know yet. I was thinking about going to Stanford but a lot has happend the past few months and I don't think I want to leave home right now. I may just go somewhere local for now and see what happens after." I say trying to sound confident but failing. Harry squeezes my knee sending electrifying chills throughout my whole body.

" if you are not going to uni because of a boy that would be a huge disappointment. It is never wise to make decisions because of some as silly as that. You should go to Stanford it is probably the best bet for a successful career for you."
Harry's father says sternly.

I feel really awkward right now I can either agree with him or tell him the real reason why I am not going to college. That is also a tough topic to bring up. Luckily I don't have to say anything because Harry talks before I can even form a complete thought. "Dad that isn't why Em isn't going to uni. She recently lost her parents and brother. Will you please stop judging before you even know what is happening." He says slightly angry. To distract myself from what's happening I dive into concentrating on the food that is on my plate. I stir around the pasta and take my first bite. This is amazing. Harry was kidding around when he said his mother was a good cook.

" Mrs. styles this is absolutely wonderful. It's delicious." I say trying to change the subject. It does not seem to work though because I can hear Harry and his Dad talking over me I am trying to block them out because if they are still talking about my parents and brother I may cry. I don't want to cry the first time I meet his parents. Knowing what I'm going through Mrs. styles smiles at me and mouths thank you as she gets up and leaves the room. I think I saw tear in her eyes before she left. I feel so awkward right now. I get up and decide to go to the bathroom. I ask Harry's mom where it is located and she says upstairs. I go upstairs and open a door it isn't the bathroom but it's seems to be Harry's room I walk inside. The walls are a dark navy blue and his bed is on the center with a night table on either side one has a lamp and the other has an alarm clock there are sports magazines everywhere and a guitar case in the corner. I go up to his desk opposite of the bed with a TV and pictures on it. It shows Harry with an older women maybe his sister and dog. It had a baby, pic of Harry and then a picture of him and what appears to be his friends. These were probably taken back in England. The only other thing in the room are two dresser and a closet. I go to the night table to look at the magazine and see a college letter addressed to Harry. I want to read it to see what it says but that would be rude.

I am startled when I hear a throat clear. I turn toward the door to see Harry standing there " what see you doing in my room?" He questions he seems kinda pissed. His eyes black.

" I was looking for the bathroom and opened the wrong door and ended up in here. I just needed a break so I sat down and took a breather" I say with a hesitant smile. On the inside I am about to shit bricks. I feel so embarrassed.

"I'll show you the bathroom. I am sorry about my dad he came be a bit out there sometimes. I don't live here anymore. Which he thinks is a bad decision so when ever I see him he always finds ways to down grade my life. I am so sorry he used your life to do that. My father and I have never got along. I knew bringing you here was risky but my mom really wanted to meet you and I couldn't say no to her. " when he stops talking he opens the door to the bathroom.

A few minutes later I come out to find Harry in his room, well old room, I smile at him. " you know after everything I had a lovely night" I say as I smile.

"I want to show you my place." He says. My heart is pounding I don't know what to say. Does he want to like have sex or? I just... He interrupts my thinking chuckling " I want to cuddle with you and watch a movie. Would that be alright?" He says obviously seeing my thoughts through me facial expression.

" yeah. That would be fine" I say to him more confidently.

"Great lets go" he says and with in minutes we have said good bye to his mother and gotten on his bike and were driving to his house. It is a nice apartment and is very cozy. I go to sit on the couch as Harry gets a blanket and puts it around us. We are both sitting on the couch watching "The Fault In Our Stars". About half way through the movie I lay down and lean my head against the couch. Harry follows suit behind me and we end up spooning. He puts the pillow under our heads. I know there is no way he doesn't feel my heart bumping faster and faster because of our closeness. He pulls me in closer and whispers "man the things I want to do to you" and he kisses my neck.

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