Secretly Married to Harry Styles #fanfiction

Chapter 1

surprise

1. an unexpected or astonishing event, fact, or thing

Y/N's POV

"Hey mom, can we meet up? I have something very important to tell you." I slid my hand on the pocket of my sweater.

"Actually I have something to tell you too. I hope you don't get surprised." She said in a hesitant tone.

"You too. Okay see ya!" I smiled keeping my phone on the bag.

"What did she say?" Harold nudged me.

"She said yes! We'll meet her at one." I grabbed his hand and rested my head on his shoulder.

"We have an hour." He sighed.

"Don't be nervous baby." I shook his arm trying to comfort him.

"She'll totally freak out." Oh Harold and his paranoia.

"You love me right?" I paused to face him.

"Yes I do." He breathed out staring back at me.

"Then there will be no problem." I peck on his cheeks. "Now let's go and get her something." I stayed back at his side and we both walked to the populous streets.

The sun was blazing hot at us. I ran over different flower shops just to get my mom some lovely roses. I tried to move my second thoughts out of my head. I am only 20 to make this decision.

"Alright! I guess she will love these!" I threw a face at Harold who happens to be looking for some more at the stands.

"Since we got everything we need, shall we go?" He stroked my arms looking at the bouquet.

"Now I'm the one feeling nervous." I admitted keeping my head low on the ground.

"Don't worry baby. I'll take care of everything." He held my hand and pulled me.

It took us a few minutes to arrive at the restaurant me and my mom have planned. She sits on the bench near the glass window searching for us. We entered the door and walked towards our seats. Her eyes were on me then to Harold.

"Harold!" Her eyes widened.

"Hey mom. I forgot to mention I was bringing him. Something wrong?" I reached out for a hug.

"Mhmm. Have a seat." She welcomed in a low tone.

"I brought you this." I beamed giving her the bouquet.

"Thanks dear. Now what did you want to tell me?" She said astonished.

"Uhm mom... Harold and I decided..." I bit my lip and I could feel my hands sweating.

"Mrs. Y/FamilyN." Harold's chest expanded as he inhaled loads of oxygen.

"Mom." I exhaled.

"I love your daughter more than anything in the world. I know we've only dated for about a year but I would love to share forever with her. I promise I'll take care of your daughter. She's my life and now I would like to ask for your blessing to marry her."

My mom just didn't say a word. In disbelief, she stared blankly at us.

"Mom?" I could feel my heart murmuring. Something was definitely wrong.

"Y/N we need to talk. Excuse us Harold." Her eyes glared at me then to Harold who happens to be swallowing a chunk of ice. It must be dreadful to be get no answer from her.