So this is the third fanfic I have going now, but I had this idea and thought I'd do it straight away! guys tell me what you think okay! :) ILY <3 <3
ENJOY!!
--Gabby <3
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“Jemima, come down here a second babe!” My mother shouted to me while I was getting ready for school. See I’m in year 12 and just starting my A Levels, so school is quite important to me at the moment. I ran down the stairs quickly, with my bag on my shoulder and shoes on, ready to go to school.
“Yes mum?” I asked, walking into the living room. I was met by a curly haired pop-star, sat with my mum and looking at her with a scared look on his face. I smiled at him, and felt my heart-rate quicken.
“You should sit down!” Mum said, nodding towards the sofa. I did as she said, not taking my eyes off of him.
“Why is Harry Styles here?” I asked, smirking a little. The Harry Styles is in MY house! What is life? Like… my feels! Wait until Nina (my best friend-practically sisters!) hears about this!
“Harry and I are- how do I put this? We’re dating!” My mum told me, and my whole world just dropped. I looked between them, and noticed he was holding her hand. I felt my mouth fall open, and my fists clench.
“What the actual fuck mother? This is disgusting! You’re 38 years old! You’re old enough to be his mother! What is wrong with you? Eugh I can’t even look at you! I have school, bye!” I shouted through tears, and my face going red. I stormed out and went across the road to Nina’s house, not even looking back at my mum who was shouting for me from the front door.
I got to Nina’s and explained everything to her, and she just hugged me. We decided we weren’t going to school today, and were going to figure out what was going on.
“I think we should both go back to your house and talk to them!” Nina suggested, always the political one. I reluctantly agreed, and after about two hours we went back to mine. I walked through the door, and mum hugged me tightly.
“Get off me pleases lady!” I begged, grabbing for Nina.
“I’m really sorry Jim!” My mum said, practically begging for forgiveness. I just shrugged and walked into the living room, where I found Harry… eating MY OREO’s!
“Okay Mr Styles! There are two things you should get into that weird, twisted head of yours! Firstly, if you make any sexual remarks to my mother while I am in ear shot- I will kill you! And Secondly, DON’T EAT MY OREO’S!!” I ordered, snatching the packet from him and sitting on the sofa.
“Sorry” he muttered, biting his lip nervously. If he wants to stay in this house long, he’s going to have to get used to that sort of communication!
“So what’s the story mother?” I asked, as she came in and sat beside Harry. She sighed, and began her long story. But, basically they met at a club and then started dating and now they’re in an actual relationship. Nina and I looked at each other suspiciously afterwards!
“How did the Paparazzi not find out yet?” Nina asked, speaking for both of us.
“We went to really secluded places, and places they wouldn’t find me.” Harry replied, biting his lip again. Why does he keep doing that?!
“Oh! Well I hope you two know how this ‘relationship’ is going to affect my life when people do find out! And I will blame you! I don’t care if you’re ‘in love’!” I summarised, taking a bite of an Oreo. We all agreed that they would only tell people once I was ready to deal with whatever this is going to do to me, because apparently I’m the most important one here- I agree with that, but still!
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“Jim, you’re sure you’re ready?” My mum and Harry asked me for the third time. It had been 3 months since they had told me, and I was convinced Harry was good for my mum. I hadn’t seen her this happy since before dad died, so I was just going to have to let it go!
“I’m ready!” I smiled, standing between them both. We were about to go on The Ellen Show to tell the world about their relationship, and it was the first interview we ever did about it. The paparazzi had started finding out about it a couple of weeks before, so I decided now would be a good time to tell people.
“Just take a deep breath, and only answer questions you’re comfortable with!” Harry assured me, noticing I was getting nervous.
“Now welcome Harry Styles, with his girlfriend Jules and her daughter Jemima!” Ellen said, over-enthusiastically. We walked out to her, and sat on the couch.
“So, how old are you again Jules?” Ellen asked mum, getting straight to the point.
“I’m 38!” Mum answered confidently, even though the crowd started muttering. This was already annoying me!
“Oh, quite a large age gap then! What? 19 years?” Ellen questioned, even though she knew the answer already.
“Yes, but age is just a number! And we’re in love, so who cares?” Harry answered, holding mum hand. I made a gagging gesture, earning a few laughs from the audience.
“A very good point Harry!” Ellen replied. This questioning went on for another half an hour, while I was just sat there and would occasionally make a comment. Then Ellen turned to me.
“Jemima, what were your views when you first found out about your mom and Harry?”
“Honestly, I hated the idea! I thought it was disgusting, and unnatural! But now, after a couple of months, I have seen that it really isn’t. Harry makes mum happy, and that’s all I want!” I answered honestly, earning a few people “aww” in the audience.
“Cute!” Ellen replied, looking I pressed with my honesty. “That’s all we have time for today, but join us next week for a cosy chat with Taylor swift!”
We left and went to the car to take us back to the hotel, and mum was gushing about how cute I was the whole way.
“Shut up woman!” Harry and I sighed at the same time.
