My Sister is Harry Styles's 'Girlfriend'

Chapter 22

(Harry's POV)

"Why are you so nervous, Louis, it's not like it's the first time you meet a girl's parents." I say.

"I know, Harry, but I want this to work. I want them to approve of me. I don't know, I just feel like she's the one." He says.

"Still, you're supposed to meet her parents. How can I come?"

"I know you have that Cher Lloyd concert, but can you like come just for the food part. Then, you can leave. Please."

"I'll see what I can do."

"Thank you, Harry. Really. Thank you so much."

I chuckle and hang up as I knock on Hannah's door.

"One second." She says through the door.

A moment later she opens the door. She's dressed in a white top and black tight pants.

"Yes?" She asks.

"Are you sure you don't want to come to the concert?" I ask.

"I want to. But, I already told you I can't. Mar needs me. I'm going over to her house now, anyways." She says.

"Ok." I say and leave to go to my room.

Just as I take my shirt off, a knock on the door interrupts me.

"Come in." I say.

"Hey, Har- woah." Mackenzie comes in.

"Hey, need anything?" I ask.

"Yeah... I'm not feeling so well, can I skip the concert?"

"Sure, keep your ticket in case you change your mind."

She nods and leaves, closing the door behind her.

~*~
Louis rings the door before running his hand through his hair.

"127." I say.

"Stop it." He says.

I just smile as Maria opens the door.

"Hey. Great. I'm not the only one who brought a friend." She says with a smile.

We both enter to see Hannah on the sofa next to Maria's dad. When she sees me her eyes widen then she rolls her eyes.

"Hello, Louis." Her father comes up and shakes hands with Louis.

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(Louis's POV)

"Good evening, Mr. Anderson." I say.

"Please, call me Jackson." He says and I smile.

He then shakes hands with Harry as Maria's mother comes out of the kitchen in her apron.

"Hello, Love." Her mum shakes my hand.

"Good evening, Mrs. Anderson." I smile.

"Mum, I'll show Louis around till dinner's ready, k?" Maria asks.

"He's been here before, Maria." Her father says.

"Fine, then, I'll put his coat in the closet." She says.