The first two days with my mother were wonderful. I had spoken to Harry but I knew that the more distance I put between us the better I would be. Even if it was for a short extended weekend. As of now my mother had managed to drag me to the country club she was accepted into. The nice waiter set yet another Rossini cocktail in front of both of us. I wrap my hand around the glass taking a few sips from it. The wine slips down my throat and I let out a small sigh.
Though my weekend has been peaceful I have been unable to get Harry and Mr. Tomlinson out of my head. Harry refused to speak about his dinner with him. Saying that it was a simple dinner and that was it. I believed him but that doesn’t mean that him having dinner with Louis didn’t bother me. After that little argument with Harry yesterday, I decided that I wouldn’t say anything else to him. Perhaps we just needed some time to ourselves.
“So…This mystery man” My mother giggles and I sigh. God, when I think he can escape him he somehow creeps right back up on me.
“He’s no mystery mother” I smile setting my glass down.
“Well your father says that he seems like a very nice young man. He’s quite wealthy as well” She wiggles her eyebrows and I send her a small glare. “Oh cool yourself, it was a joke hun” I shake my head and grab my drink yet again. My phone buzzes in my lap and I look down at it seeing that Harry has emailed me. Why on earth does this man insist on emailing when texting could be so much easier?
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To: Niall Horan
From: Harry Styles
Subject: Another dear?
Another Rossini Mr. Horan?
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I nearly choke on my drink reading his email. Oh no. Please no. I set my drink down and stand up. “Where are you going son?” My mother asks looking up at me. I grab my jacket and prepare to put it on.
“He’s here. Fuck..I have to go” I turn and run directly into a firm chest. Damn it.
I slowly look up seeing that Harry is standing in front of me. What is he doing here? He looks down at me and smiles. “Good evening Mr. Horan”
I take a slight step back from him. “What are you doing here?”
“I’m here on business” He chuckles and I know for a fact that he’s lying. I doubt that his job would just randomly send him to Georgia around the same time that I am here. He turns to my mother and smiles his heart melting smile. “Mrs…?”
“Jacobs” She smiles shaking his hand. “It’s nice to meet you Mr. Styles”
“Please call me Harry” He nods towards her and the waiter walks over to him. “I’ll take a Mango and Sea Buckthorn with a shot of Gin” He orders with ease and my mother looks over at me with her eyebrow raised. Yes this man knows what he likes.
“Excuse me” I step away from my mother and grab hold of Harry’s arm pulling him along with me. When we are a few feet away from her I let him go. “Are you really on business here?” I cross my arms over my chest. He smiles and leans down to place a soft kiss on my cheek but I step back. “Answer my question”
“No I’m not here on business. I am here to see you.” He shuffles a bit as if he’s uncomfortable with admitting why he’s really here. Hearing that he’s here for me does make me a bit happier to see him. Maybe he’s missed me as much as I’ve missed him.
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50 Shades Of Him (Narry)
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