"Why do we have to go on that thing for?" I said in disgust referring to the motorcycle that sat idly on the gravel awaiting for our presence as I trudged reluctantly towards it behind Harry.
"Stop whining princess, it's not attractive." He said with a really snarky voice that made my blood boil slightly. I narrowed my eyes and glared at his muscular back since I was too polite and intimidated to do much else. I wish I could shoot lasers from my eyes for every time he insulted me, that would teach him a proper lesson.
He got on and handed me his helmet that I put on while mentally screaming. I got on and warily wrapped my arms around him as he kicked up the stand and with a deafening roar we shot off with incredible speed which was probably above the limit. I clutched on tightly and rested my head against his back just wishing and waiting for when this torture will end.
When we finally stopped moving I eagerly jumped off and practically ripped my helmet off my head and thrusted it at Harry with a frown. He rolled his eyes taking it from me and also taking his own off before we both turned around and my mouth fell open at the sight of a huge house. It was way bigger than mine. It was stunning as me and Harry made our way up the gravel pathway towards the warm, red front door.
"Its huge." I whispered in awe staring up at it as we reached the door and Harry rang the doorbell.
"It's a pathetic excuse of a home." He snapped seemingly irritated with my awestruck expression. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and just as I was about to respond the red door swung open.
"Clover, Harry! It's so good to see you!" Anne cooed from the porch as she sent us a calm and collected smile. I smiled back warmly at her and accepted the hug she offered.
"It's good to see you too, Mrs Styles." I said politely as she welcomed us inside her freaking castle. She patted Harrys cheek affectionately and pressed her lips against it.
"And it's always a pleasure to see you, H." She said before she turned around and led us inside through the hallway which was lit by a huge crystal chandelier and towards a yellow themed dining area.
Harry glared at her with venom that would make her drop dead if looks could kill. Thankfully they can't, otherwise I'm sure Harry would be murdering people left, right and centre.
She made us sit down and my eyes immediately wandered around the amazing dining room which was conjoined to the kitchen. It was huge, with a posh oak table and there were huge windows letting in a a load of light. The walls were pained a light lemon yellow which really worked alongside the sunshine to brighten it all up, it looked really homely and I couldn't wrap my head around why Harry would want to leave here at 16 and move to that small apartment of his.
Robin and Gemma came in with Anne following them and we all greeted each other cheerfully-- well all apart from Harry of course and once they were settled a lady who I'm assuming is a maid came and brought us the food. There were so many separate dishes cooked that I couldn't decide what to eat at all.
Finally settling with a pasta carbonara which was delicious I relaxed as Anne started up a conversation.
"So, Clover how are you liking Harry's apartment." She said with a slight condensing undertone as her green eyes flickered momentarily to her son. I watched Harrys knuckles turn white as he gripped his cutlery harshly and watched his jaw tense as he chewed angrily.
I took a sip of my water before answering nervously attempting to keep the peace between mother and son not wanting anything to start burning with the flames of hatred harry was igniting.
"Um, it was okay. I. .like it, it's cosy." I said, some truth in my words as I had found myself enjoying the small space after such a long time of a large house with huge cold rooms and empty corridors, whereas this house was warm and cosy. Robin let out a quiet laugh.
"It sure is cosy." I actually heard Harrys breath deepen as he tried his hardest to control his temper that was very obvious beginning to flare at the gentle jabs his mother and father were delivering, although I felt like they had this right as he was the one who chose to leave. But I have to remember I don't know everything and there might have even been a logical reasoning as to why he moved out at such a young age all alone.
My eyes caught sight of some beautiful lilies perched delicately in a glass vase in the middle of the long table.
"Those Lilies are really pretty Mrs Styles." I said nodding my hear over to the bunch of flowers. She smiled widely as if she was happy I had noticed them.
"Yes. Lilies are my absolute favourite flowers." She said, her eyes flickering to Harry for the tiniest second before flicking back to my face. I glanced at Harry and he looked so furious like he was going to spontaneously combust into flames, I couldn't understand why flowers would tip him off but he seems like anything can 'tip him off'.
We continued to eat with small conversation flowing between Anne, Robin and sometimes me if they asked me anything. Gemma and Harry were mostly silent. Once we were finished the maid whose name I'd learnt was Esmerelda swept in and took away the dirty dishes with her long blonde locks flowing behind her.
"Harry, why don't you show Clover around the house?" Anne speaks up resting her chin in clasped hands. I hear Harry mutter something under her breath before he responds clearly.
"What's the point? It's not like she's going to live here?" He said with a dry and irritated tone. I, however was pretty excited at seeing the rest of this amazing house. Plus, I think your house depicts a lot about who you are as a person and it would be nice to get on a more personal level with my. . In-laws.
Gross.
"Oh don't be a pain, Harry." Robin interjected sending Harry a look I couldn't quite figure out, but whatever it was, it certainly got Harry moving as he abruptly stood up, the process pushing his chair back loudly.
"Come on then," he grunter stalking away from me towards the hallway leading out of the dining room. I smiled apprehensively at the onlooking family before I hastily scurried after him not wanting to loose him in the mass amount of corridors.
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Teen FictionH.S AU. Clover's Family have weird beliefs and a deep rooted culture that has weaved its traditions into this family are now being laid upon her. She had seen it happen all around, but never did she expect her parents would do it to her too. But th...
