Chapter Twenty-Five: Caught Up In A Square

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The black limo started to move around the busy streets of London. 

I lean my head at the window pane. Thinking about Niall, he haven't gave me a call for about a week. I've been wanting to tell him about what happened to Sabrina. 

But I want to tell him, personally. But with my situatuon right now, with Harry full guard on me. I think it would be really hard to see Niall again. 

"Chloe, you alright?" Harry's raspy voice brought me back to reality. I looked at him in bewilderness, since when did he cared about my feelings? 

"Y-Yeah. I'm just... nervous" I really don't know why I'm nervous. 

"Don't be, love. They will absolutely love you" He gave me a cheeky grin and squeezed my hands lightly. 

Oh yeah. I almost forgot. I will be meeting the other members of this family tonight. Great. 

"I hope so" I whispered. I mentally freak out when I felt his soft lips touching my forehead. 

I looked at him, eyes widen. He flashed me a wink, which made me mentally groan. 

"You two lovebirds keep it slow" Philipp, who was sitting in front of us commented. Giving Harry a thumbs up. I rolled my eyes. 

"You, children are so sweet. I feel like I'm still in my twenty's whenever I look at you both" My mother commented, she was wearing the same dress Aunt Anne was wearing. But with a different color, she's wearing a red one while Anne's wearing a black one. 

I gave her a weak smile. If she only knew what's happening. 

We got inside the big , fancy French restaurant. I honestly can't pronounce the restaurant's name. My tounge twists everytime I try. 

A lady host about on her thirty's was waiting for us at the front door. 

"A pleasant evening to everyone of you" She said in a french accent, which I find really amazing. 

She guided us to our seats. What surprised me the most is the place was empty. I mean, it's a famous restaurant. There should be a crowd of rich people eating here. 

"I don't understan why its empty" I muttered, to myself. 

"Its because we rented it for the night" A deep, raspy voice said from my back. 

I looked at Harry in awe. 

This will seriously cost you a bazillion euros just to rent it for a night. 

I stood frozen, luckily Mother tugged my hands to continue walking. 

The host opened a big gate and gestured for us to follow. 

And a place full of tables fancily polished surprised me- err us. 

It was full of pastries and delicacies I don't know whats called. 

Rich looking people were seated there, they looked at us in wide eyes and Anne, Philipp and mom started to greet people. 

Anne tugged my hands, together with Harry to a table full of people seated, they were about in their forties. 

They all greeted Harry and Anne with excitement, while I just stood there. Familiarizing their faces.

I felt Harry's hand softly interwining his fingers with mine. 

"Everyone, this is Chloe" Harry's deep voice boomed. I flashed everyone a smile. 

"Oh, what a beautiful young lady" A woman with a black hair, wearing a blue fitted dress commented. 

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