harry styles imagines♡

you meet his family

"Are you sure they will like me?" I whined at Harry.

"I wouldn't have you meet them if I wasn't sure they would love you baby." Harry tells me.

He is taking me to meet his parents for the first time and I am scared out of my mind. I can barely stop shaking I am so nervous.

"Do you think I look bad? Like its too much?"

I was currently wearing a knee length black dress that had a v cut neck line and flowed outwards at my waist. I had on my matching black pumps with natural makeup and slightly curled hair. I definetly didn't want to overdo it.

"You look stunning baby. I actually want to stay here with you and not even go." He whispers into my ear seductively.

"Harry of course we have to go, don't be silly."

I heard him groan behind me as I walk out the bedroom door to get my coat to leave.

We are now in the car on the way to Anne's house and I have officially never been more nervous. I only want his family to like me because then they won't try to split Harry and I up.

"Calm down baby, its just my family." Harry says as he puts his hand on my thigh to relax me.

"I just want them to like me." I tell him honestly.

"As long as I love you, they will love you."

"I hope so."

Twenty more minutes goes by until Harry says that we have arrived.

"You'll be fine y/n. They'll fall in love with you." Harry says as he puts a reassuring kiss on my temple.

We step out of the car and Harry goes to knock on the door. Almost immediately the door opens with about a middle-aged woman pops out.

"Harry its been forever since we've seen you!" she coos at him and acts like I'm not even here. That's a nice start.

"Hi mum. I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Y/n." Harry says while gesturing to me.

"Hello Mrs. Twist. Its a pleasure to meet you." I say, hoping that she would like me.

"So, are you the next one?" She bluntly says

"MUM!!" Harry yells, clearly infuriated she has said that.

"What, you've had so many tramps come here, I was just wondering what number she was." Okay, that one hurt.

"Mum she is no tramp, she is a lady. Just like how you should be right now." Harry tells him mom, hopefully to have her attitude removed, but clearly its not working.

"Well, who's ready to eat?" I say, trying to change the subject.

"You just got here and you already want food? I'm gonna have to tell you to wait, its not like you need the extra pounds anyway my dear." Oh hell no. She did not just call me fat. Yea sure I didn't have the figure of a model, but I wasn't 600 pounds either.

"MOTHER! MANNERS!" Harry screamed.

"I am so sorry for how she's talking to you. Its unacceptable." Harry whispers in my ear when his mom goes into the kitchen.

"Its fine Harry, I'm okay." I tell him. I don't want to tell him all of it now so I'm just going to wait until tonight.

"This isn't over." He tells me. Exactly my plan Harry.

"Everyone! Please sit at the table, and don't break the chairs when you sit down." She's looking right into my eyes as she says that. Damn woman its not like there's an elephant about to sit in your chairs. Although you'd probably treat the elephant better.