All That Matters

Meet the Styles

Paisley p.o.v

"Hurry up!", yells Harry from the front door. I zip my suitcase and grab my phone off of the dresser. We are going to England to see Harry's family, and our flight leaves in an hour.

"Coming!", I yell while running down the hallway. He takes my suitcase and we walk out to his car.

"Did you pack bricks in this thing?", asks Harry while pointing towards my suitcase.

I laugh and nod.

"Tons".

We finally reach the airport and give the lady at the check in desk our luggage. She then takes our tickets, and we board the plane.

This is my third time flying, and it doesn't scare me much. When we flew to Paris, I got used to the feeling.

Harry grabs my hand as the plane takes off, and I lay my head on his shoulder.

"Can we watch a movie?", I ask him.

He nods and takes out two pairs of headphones, handing me a pair.

We watch "Step Up" on Harry's ipad, and I eventually fall asleep.

"Ok everyone, please remain seated until we are ready to release you. Thank you for flying with us", says the pilot over the intercom. My eyes flutter open, and I see Harry still asleep next to me. I shake him softly, and he groans.

"Five more minutes mom", he says.

I roll my eyes and hit his shoulder.

"I'm not your mom, but if you don't get up now we won't be able to see your mom!", I say through giggles.

He chuckles and we get ready to leave the plane.

Harry pulls into his mothers driveway, and we get our luggage from his trunk.

We walk up the steps to his moms porch, and Harry knocks on the door. I hear footsteps coming towards the door and it swings open. A beautiful woman with brown hair and green eyes like Harry, stands before me.

"Hello!", she chimes, smiling.

I smile back at her as Harry engulfs his mother into a hug. She then leans in and gives me a hug as well.

"Nice to see you again dear!", she says.

I nod and reply,"Yes, thank you for inviting me into your home".

"Oh your welcome. Anytime", she says.

She's so sweet.

I haven't seen his mother since Christmas, and I missed her. She's so kind. I'm a little nervous because i haven't met his sister yet, but I'm sure she's lovely, like Harry.

Harry picks up our suitcases, and we head inside. His mother leads us to the guest room, and shows me around.

"This is Harry as a baby", she whispers while holding up a picture frame.

It has a picture of a 3 or 4 year old Harry, butt naked in the bath tub with barely any teeth.

I giggle and hear Harry yell, "Mom!"

"Embarrassing me already?", he asks chuckling.

She nods and pinches his cheek before heading into the kitchen.

"Tea anyone?", she asks.

I nod and thank her as I hear someone coming down the stairs.

"Harry!", yells a girl with blonde hair, and a face very similar to Harry's.

"Gemma!", Harry yells as he hugs his sister.

"Who's this lovely gal?", she asks walking towards me.

"I'm Paisley. Nice to meet you", I reply, smiling.

She engulfs me into a hug and says, "You didn't tell me how pretty she was Harry! Anyways, welcome to our home".

We just finished dinner with Harry's family, and it was wonderful. His mother, Anne, is an amazing cook. Gemma and I help her clean the dishes and chat, as Harry sits at the table talking to Anne's boyfriend Robin. He's really nice and fairly attractive for his age. He has dark brown hair and gentle brown eyes. Him and Anne are a perfect couple. It's nice to see Harry trying to be nice to him, even though he gives him nasty looks when Robin turns around.

I giggle at him and dry the plate I just washed.

I hand Gemma the plate and she replies, "Thanks doll", while putting it into the cabinet.

We talked to Anne and listened to some fun stories about Gemma and Harry's childhood, then I went to our room to get my pajamas on. I actually brought a proper pair of pajamas, because I don't think it would be appropriate to walk around the house in Harry's sweatshirt and my pink panties.

I throw on a long sleeved shirt and some pajama pants, and head to bed. Harry is still down stairs talking to his mom, and I didn't want to disturb them.

I hear a knock on the door, and Gemma walks in with a thick book. I sit up as she walks towards me and sits on the bed.

"Did I wake you?", she whispers.

I shake my head and she smiles.

"Good. I wanted to show you something".

She hands me the book, and I flip through the pages. It's a photo album, and they're all pictures of Harry. I see a man holding a baby Harry on the first page. He has short black hair, and green eyes like Harry. I automatically see the resemblance, and get goosebumps.

"That's my dad", she whispers.

I touch the photo with my fingertips and look closer.

Harry never really talked about his dad because it was an emotional subject, but Gemma seems comfortable.

"He was amazing. He loved and adored us so much. He always hoped Harry and I would grow up to be successful and have a family. He would be so proud of him and I", she whispers.

I nod and a tear slips down my face. I know how it feels to lose someone I love. Maybe not in the same way, but I still lost them.

My dad.

"I miss him so much", she says, her voice cracking.

I put the album down, and pull her into a hug. She sobs into my shoulder for a few minutes, and breaks away. She takes deep breaths and rubs away her tears with the back of her hand.

"Sorry", she says through sobs.

"Don't apologize. I understand", I reply, grabbing her hand.

She nods and gets off of the bed and walks towards the door.

"Thank you for showing me those. I wish I could of met him", I say as she leaves.

She nods and says, "Me too", before saying goodnight and leaving.

It feels nice to connect with Harry's sister, and I'm sure she feels the same way.

"Babe?", asks Harry a couple minutes later, walking in.

I smile at him and he closes the door, then kisses me unexpectedly. He lays me down on the bed and hovers over me. My breathing becomes heavy as he kisses my neck and begins to undress. I take off my clothes as well, and kiss Harry passionately. Our lips move in sync, and in that moment, i swear we were infinite.

(Perks of being a Wallflower quote)

He pulls off my bottoms and kisses down my neck. I sigh and tug at the ends of his hair while wrapping my bare legs around his waist.

"Are they gonna hear us?", I whisper to Harry as we kiss.

"No. Hopefully not", he says, smirking into the kiss.

You know what they say, you can't stop love.

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