Nothing More, Nothing Less (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Chapter 31

A long chapter! Haha i hope you like it as much as i do :) it was so much fun 2 write so i hope you enjoy :) Harry and Maya forever <3 tell me how you think in the comments :) thanks for all the support i love you all so muchhh!!!!!! :D here it is! ENJOYY!!! <3

I sat on Harry’s couch that Saturday night waiting for him to finish getting ready. I was dressed up myself in dark denim jeans and a cropped multi-colored Aztec looking shirt with a navy blue cami underneath. I also smelled nice which I thought was a plus. I always liked to smell nice for some reason. I breathed in and it came out in an almost shudder. Why was I so nervous? It wasn’t like it was his family this time. It was my own family. I knew them. They knew me. Only this time I had my boyfriend with me.

            I got up to check my appearance in Harry’s mirror. It wasn’t very big, but it was big enough so that I could check if my makeup smudged. It wasn’t and I breathed a sigh of relief. The butterflies in my stomach were coming back. I ran my hand through my hair, trying to straighten it out but it didn’t do much to help.

            I looked into the dark brown eyes staring back at me in the mirror. I took some more deep breaths and put some of my favorite vanilla chapstick on. I put my hand on my forehead. I shouldn’t be this nervous. This was crazy. All we were doing was going to my parent’s house, talking, eating dinner (and maybe dessert), talking some more, and then going home. That was it. What’s the worst that could happen?

            There was a lot that could go wrong. A lot. My parents could end up hating Harry. But why would they not like him? He’s the sweetest person I knew. But you never know… What if my brothers didn’t like him? I mean the only one I had to really worry about was my older brother Connor who was kind of protective over me even though he would never admit it. My younger brother, Mark, and I didn’t really talk too much so I didn’t have to worry so much about him liking Harry. Then finally, Alice was going to like Harry no matter what since she loved One Direction.

            But my parents… what if they told me I could never see Harry again? Well, they really couldn’t say that since him and I lived right next to each other… But still, they could go to a great length and make me move out of my apartment, but I doubted they would do that. Would they? No they wouldn’t, I wouldn’t let them.

            I smoothed my now wavy hair down and it fell to just below my shoulder blades. My shirt went to about the middle of my stomach which was why I wore a cami underneath. My jeans fit me well considering that I had a curvy figure and it was normally really hard for me to find jeans that fit me. I had on my black boots that went to just below my knee. I hated to admit it, but I actually looked pretty.

            I heard the door to Harry’s room open and he walked out. He was so effortlessly handsome it killed me sometimes. He wore a simple white button-down shirt that fit him perfectly and khaki slacks that were bunched up a little bit at the bottom. He also had on a black blazer with white trim and black loafers. I walked up to him and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt.

            “It looks better that way,” I said forcing a smile even though I was so nervous on the inside. I wanted to go hide in a corner and make this night fly by.

            “Thanks,” Harry said. I noticed his accent when he said it. I looked up at him with wide eyes and he could tell how scared I was.

            “It’ll be fine Maya,” he reassured me.

            I exhaled again and continued staring into his eyes. Why did we have to do this? What did I get us into? I mean it was going to have to happen eventually, but why now? If I had only kept my mouth shut when I was talking to my mom…