50 shades of Styles

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Niall looked up from the books. He had chosen to sit on the couch, even that Anne saw him as soon as they came out of the office. She was in good spirits and immediately she went straight up to Niall.

"I'm so glad I got to meet you." she said quickly and cheerfully. "Harry has been alone so long time, that I'm just grateful that someone got him to fall in love."

Niall blushed and he had no idea what he would say. Harry came out of the office and he just smiled big.

"Mom, you make him embarrassed."

She snorted at her son and then she looked at Niall again.

"You are welcome to my home for dinner on Saturday and then you will meet Gemma, Harry's sister."

Niall tried to smile, but he was unsure if the smile came out.

"Oh thank you?"

She laughed a little and she nodded, as she was pleased with him.

"I see right away that you fit with Harry. He's so determined and he works all the time. I think it's you who will..."

Harry growled.

"Mom quit." he said quickly and firmly. "Niall and I will come over on Saturday. Can you go now?"

She laughed and she spun around toward Harry.

"So you want to get rid of me?" She giggled a little bit and started to walk toward the door. "And remember to really get there in time. I would be sorry if you don't show up. The whole family will be gathered and I'll immediately call Gemma when I get home."

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"I just can't believe she's my mother?" Harry puffed out and leaned against the elevator door. Then he looked straight at Niall and smiled a little bit. "You must excuse her, but it's actually the first time I show up with a boyfriend to the family."

Niall swallowed and he frowned.

"You couldn't have asked me first?"

Harry laughed a little.

"And how could I do so? She asked me when we were in the office and it was she who made sure to tell you."

Niall smiled a little bit and he understood.

"So I'll meet your family?"

Harry nodded and he came over to the sofa.

"My mom and my dad are pretty excited by it. I have a sister named Gemma and she's a bit like me."

Harry stood in front of Niall and he watched him closely.

"We need it." he whispered hoarsely. "I don't think that everything is investigated before the weekend and at home with them, we are safe and secure."

Niall swallowed and he nodded.

"So you don't know anything about the bomb?"

Harry shook his head.

"Ed wasn't the one who had created the bomb, but I have asked the agents to check on Simon and see what he's up to. There must be someone in my neighborhood."

Niall nodded quietly. He guessed that the bomb was targeted as a threat, or perhaps to kill?

"If you have that many enemies?"

Harry nodded.

"Yes, in my profession we do and I've done things in my life that I regret." he sighed a little. "I apologize that you happened to end up in middle of it all."

Niall tried to smile.

"It's okay, I'm just sad over that I can't go and come as I please."

Harry leaned forward and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"I know!" he whispered hoarsely, and then he sat down next to Niall and looked over the books. "So are you ready for the test?"

Niall frowned.

"What test?"

Harry laughed a little.

"One of your teachers come here on Thursday and will do a test with you. I said you were ready." He smiled at Niall. "Are you?"

Niall swallowed.

"No!"

Harry laughed and took his arm comfortingly around Nialls shoulders.

"Then you have little to do, so you don't have to think about the problems?"

Niall nodded.

"I guess so?"

Harry raised his eyebrows and he looked at Niall again. Perhaps he sensed.

"You can't find comfort in reading?"

Niall shook his head.

"No, it's as if everything just..." he swallowed. "It's chaos."

Harry kissed him on the cheek and pulled him against himself.

"Niall, I can take with you into the playroom and empty your little brain if you want." Then he put his head askew. "If you are ready?"

Niall happened to laugh a little.

"Are you serious?"

Harry nodded, his face told Niall that it wasn't a joke.

"When I have too many things to think about, it's a relief to play a little."

Niall didn't like the idea.

"So you mean that it helps to let you whip me hard or soft or whatever....?"

Harry laughed.

"That's not what I meant. But if you want me to whip your cute little butt, I will not say no."

Niall groaned.

"Harry, I don't think that sex solves my problems."

He disagreed.

"Have you tested it any time?"

Niall shook his head.

"Of course not."

Harry smiled back and he raised his eyebrows.

"So why not try?"