*Irish's POV*
"Babe you're fine. You don't have to be nervous." Harry said.
"But what if she doesn't like me?" I said, pouting at him.
"There's no reason not to like you Irish. Don't worry, for sure you'll get on with each other and Gemma." he replied, pinching my nose.
There's no reason not to like you Irish. I echoed in my head.. Did he really just say it to me? cause I'm literally floating right now.. I really cant imagine someone saying that to me. But Harry did. I interrupted my canyon of thoughts and smiled at him.
"Just promise me that you'll be right there before dinner okay?" I said, slipping my hands around his waist.
He then pulled me closer and leaned on me, his minty breath touching my nose.
"Yes ma'am, I will. I'll go right after the rehearsals." He said.
We then made our way out of our hotel room and head off to her Mom's house. As he was driving, Harry pulled my hand and entwined it with his. I got a tight grip with his soft, smooth big hands. I smiled at him, slowly felt ease as we were hittingthe road.
After almost an hour we arrived at their house. Harry turned off the car engine and we walked out of the car.
I decided to wear a ruffled collar blouse with my high- waisted shorts and my leopard vans while Harry was wearing his usual outfit: a white shirt, black fitted jeans and brown shoes.
He glanced at me as he held my hand, walking towards the front door. Gemma welcomed and gestured us inside the house.
The walls were painted with orange color that's so warm and lovely. Their Sala set that matches the white fluffy carpet on the floor. There are vintage paintings hanging on the walls too, one which I knew was the view of the Paris bridge and the other one with some kind of traditional Thai art.
"Hey Mom!" Harry greeted Anne as we walked in the kitchen.
Anne welcomed Harry with a warm hug. She then gestured to me and gave me a hug as well.
"Well its too early for dinner and I haven't prepared our food yet." Anne replied.
"It's okay Mom. I just dropped Irish so she could have some time with you. I need to go to rehearsals then but I'll be back here before dinner." Harry said.
"That's a good thing. Well, make sure you'll be here at dinner time." Anne said, smiling at me.
"Okay Mom. I'll see you guys later." Harry replied, kissing his mom.
He then walked back to me with that little smirk on his face.
"And I'll see you later babe." He winked and left a peck on my cheek. I then felt my cheeks getting warm.
"Take care." I said.
He walked out of the door and then went to his car, leaving the three of us alone.
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"Can you hand me the macaroni over there?" Gemma asked as I volunteered to help them prepare our food.
She was now doing our dessert, macaroni salad. Anne, on the other hand was cooking fish n chips while I decided to make a Spanish paella. Gemma and I went to the market earlier to buy the things we needed. It took us almost an hour to get back to their house.
"Here." I said as I gave her the bowl.
"Thanks!" Gemma replied with a sweet smile plastered on her face.
