Last First Kiss-a One Direction love story [ON HOLD...FOREVER!!!]

Chapter 15 "The Way You Look Tonight" PART TWO!

Jenna's POV

"Since when did you know about Tay-whore?" Harry asked questioned. I glanced out the window, the late night life of London shone against the window. People were rushing by like their live depended on it. Cars drove off into the distance, shinging bright lights.

"Niall mentioned her and then I awkwardly creeped her twitter. She posted some song lyrics about you the other day." I explained.

"Does she bother you?" He asked. I pursed my lips togather, no. I can't tell him. It'll only bring more drama llamas to the alpacalypse. I didn't want what happened last year to happen again.

I quickly lied,"No, no she doesn't."

He knew I was obviously hiding something,"Well if that bitch ever messes with you, you can always tell me about it." He said as we pulled into the Le Reve parking.

"Thanks Hazza." and I quickly pecked his cheek as I started to open the door.

"Allow me." He said. And quickly ran out to open my door for me but ended up tripping on his shoelace and his face landed on the glass. His adorable cheeks were plastered to the window. I had no other option but to stop and stare. But then I started laughing very hard. It hurt my stomach so much! Harry soon found himself cracking up with me and eventually managed to open the door for me.

"Oh my gosh Hazza! That was such an epic fail!" I managed choked out between my laughs. My face was a faint pink from all of my laughter. We continued nearly puking our lunches until he noticed out of the corner of his eye his parents getting out of their car. He awkwardly stopped laughing and cleared my throat. "What is it Harry?" I asked.

"Erm, that's my mum and step-dad." He responed,"We should probably go..."

I nervously grabbed my clutch bag that I borrowed from Koral."Yeah, we should." And I grabbed I arm. "Harry,'' I whispered into his ear,"What if they don't like me?" We were striding towards the middle-aged couple. His mom, Anne, had dark brown hair and the same sparkeling eyes he had. His step-dad, Robin, looked like he could use a diet and a nice jog now and then.

"Don't worry love," He replied,"They'll like you." I hope I don't look like a fake. I mean, Zayn and Louis practically changed my overall appearance from changeing me from a hard-core rebel to an innocent little girl in white. We walked up to his parents. " 'ello mum. Hey Robin." he said.

"Hey Harry." his mum said. She was a typical middle aged woman, she smiled revealing her dimples. I guess that's where he got them from. "So this is Jenna." she continued, "I heard a LOT about you from little Harry."

"Mum." he lightly protested.

"What's wrong Harry,"she continued to tease,"You're always gonna be mummy's little boy."

Robin awkwardly cleared his throat,"We should go now Anne."

"Right," she said and we proceeded to walk into Le Reve. Gosh, Niall was right, it was a fancy restaurant. A bit too much to just meet me. "For the Styles party?" Anne said. The hostess said,"Table for four?" Well of course you idiot! Where else were we going to sit at and eat? A waiter led us to our table. Everything seemed to delicate and looked easily breakable. I was almost terrified to attempt to sit. Harry sipped some water from his glass as Anne said,"So, Jenna. How do you like London so far?"

"It's very different from California Mrs. Styles." I calmly replied.

She waved her hand,"No, it's alright Jenna, you can just call me Anne. I don't even use Robin's last name. My professional name is Anne Cox. I own a botique."

Harry cheekily smiled,"It's a good thing that I didn't use your maiden name for my high school registration." Harry Cox. I giggled a bit but then realized that it probably wasn't  the best reation. I quickly stifled my laughter.