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twenty five

Cora Bailey
A week had passed, Harry and I have been dating for a month officially. I've been going to his a lot more and we're getting to the stage were we just make out and cuddle a lot.

I'm meeting his mom and sister tonight.

Yep, you read that right. I'm so scared. I've been preparing myself all night, preparing what I was gonna say. I knew what I was going to wear, I made sure it was good enough but not making it seem like I'm over dressing.

It was time. I had a shower and straightened my hair, putting it in a messy low bun with hair strands pulled out for style. I then had a orange shirt that was tucked into a black denim skirt and I wore my Dr Martins.

I put a thin layer of clear lip gloss and mascara, not wanting to over do it. I haven't been talking to Niall very much. Ever since I found out that he's been doing that, I just don't understand him.

I spend most of my days either with Harry or texting him daily. Louis came over and told me that he and Stan were dating and I got so excited for him. Liam and Maya are in love now, they've been dating for a couple of months.

Everyone was fine, Zayn was in the talking stage with a girl who I don't know the name of but I heard she's his age. We hang out at school but Niall hangs out with Elijah now.

I've been on a few dates with Harry, all at his house and we finally went swimming in his pool that he'd never been in. We didn't really swim, we kind of walked around and clung to each other but it was still nice.

The next one we got something to eat and ate it in his car, which turned into a make out in his car which was again, a nice night.

And then we went to the movies, we weren't seen by anyone and we saw a romance movie. He hates romance movies (except for The Notebook) but watched this one because I wanted to and I then watched a movie he wanted to watch but we both fell asleep on the couch, hugging each other.

All the other times just consist of us in his bed, cuddling and talking about his knows what and just enjoying each others company. Or fucking, it's mostly that but there's some days where we're both not in the mood.

I fix myself up and get a text from Harry, saying that he's here. As I open the door, Niall widens his eyes at what I was wearing so I just walk past and get one of my tan shoulder bags.

I put my lipgloss and phone in there and magnet it together. "Bye, don't know when I'll be back either," I say shortly.

I could feel his stare as I leave, sunglasses on my head because I didn't need them but mostly for style. I open his car and get in, leaning over to kiss him. "Hey baby," he smiles.

"Hi," I whisper.

"You look good," he rasps which makes my heart swell.

"Thanks babe," I smile. He was wearing a band t-shirt and jeans, black Vans too. He hands me his phone and puts his hand on my knee as he drives. I take a selfie on his phone, making that his background without him knowing and then taking a close up which wasn't the prettiest.

I smirk and open Spotify, his car making a noise meaning his phone was connected. I play The Chain by Fleetwood Mac, he smiles at the song. I hum the lyrics, scrolling on my phone.

We make it to his house a lot quicker than I wanted and he pulls into his driveway. "My mom isn't here, I picked you up early so you wouldn't freak out,"

"That definitely helps," I breathe shakily.

"If it gets too much, just..give me a signal and I'll stop everything,"