Across the world (Harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Harry and I walk into the kitchen, our arms around each other. My mom and dad are at the stove, both smiling at us as we walk. Harry takes a seat on one of the stools, and I take the one beside him, keeping my fingers intertwined with his.

"Dad, I'd like you to officially meet my boyfriend, Harry Styles." I tell him, motioning in between the two. Harry holds out his other hand as my mum sets a plate of food in front of him. My dad shakes his hand, his eyes twinkling in obvious amusement.

"Nice to finally meet you in person." My dad says, and I stare at him.

"Wait, you knew about this?" I ask him.

"Of course I did." My dad says, an evil grin on his face.

"Dad! You know I hate surprises!"

"Which is what makes it so much more fun!" my dad replies playfully and I scowl at him.

"Are you saying I'm a bad surprise?" Harry asks out of the blue and I turn to him, a teasing smile on his face.

"That's not what I meant!" I cry. Harry just winks and kisses my cheek lightly, causing me to blush.

"He's cute." My mom says in a stage whisper to me, winking. I groan loudly, wondering how my parents could be so embarrassing. Harry laughs giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. I hadn't seen him in a long time, and all I really wanted was some time alone with him. I didn't know anything, when he had to go back, if he was staying for my birthday, anything.

"So, should I tell her or would you like to Harry?" my dad asks, a smile on his face. I stare at Harry who's also smiling and he looks down at me, a twinkle in his eye.

"What is it?" I ask anxiously, not wanting to wait.

"You're going to America with him!" my mum blurts, covering her mouth, but it's too late, she's already said it. I look between the three of them, all bearing happy grins on their face.

"Was this your idea?" I ask Harry who smiles and nods.

"He called us up for permission. Such a cute boy." My mother says, and I can tell she's dying to pinch his cheeks.

"Tickets?"

"Already covered."

"When are we leaving?"

"A few days before your birthday. Harry figured you'd want to celebrate with the others and I agreed. He promised to take you to New York so you could see your sister too."

"And you're okay with this?"

"Of course! We always leave you alone here at home and I think this is a much deserved vacation." My father says, walking around the island to give me a hug. I let go of Harry's hand and bury my face into my father's chest.

"Thank you daddy! Thank you mummy!" I practically scream, jumping up and down like a little kid on Christmas.

"What about me?" Harry's husky voice asks, and I turn to my boyfriend.

"Especially you." I whisper, giving him a kiss on the cheek. I didn't dare do more with my parents standing right there.

"So we're heading over there together?" I ask him.

"Yup. We've got two more days here then we're off."

"I thought you all had headed to America to start you're tour!"

"We just finished the European part of it a few days ago. The other four are in America, but I stayed behind to surprise you." Harry explains. I spot my parents out of the corner of my eye, watching us and I clear my throat.

"Help me pack?" I ask Harry standing up, and he nods.

"It was nice to finally meet you." He says as I practically drag him towards the stairs.

"He's lovely." I hear my mother say before we climb the stairs and I roll my eyes. Once we're finally alone in my bedroom I silently close the door before turning back to Harry.

"I've missed you." I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck as he places his on my waist.

"I've missed you too." He mumbles before crashing his lips onto mine. His lips are soft against mine, and I relish in the sweet feel of his lips on mine. He runs his hands up and down my back, slowly leading me towards the bed. I smile under the kiss before slipping my tongue into his mouth, not one to waste any time.

After about ten minutes of having a snogfest, Harry and I pull away, both of us breathing Harry. "I've missed that especially." He jokes and I lightly hit him.

"So where are we going?" I ask him, climbing into his lap as he sits cross legged on my bed. He begins to kiss my neck and I play with his fingers, loving the feel of his hand in mine.

"I think we're starting off in Chicago." He murmurs into my neck, sending chills down my spine.

"Which reminds me, happy belated birthday." I tell him, lifting his face to meet my lips for a soft kiss.

"I like that present." He mumbles, and I laugh. I jump up and walk over to my dresser, opening the top drawer where I hid Harry's present.

"This is for you." I tell him, handing it to him and taking a seat next to him, giving him room to open it.

"Thanks babe." He says, leaning in for another kiss. I stop his lips with my hand and his eyes fly open.

"Open it first."