Carrington is a normal girl who just graduated from university, has a passion for dancing and, well, eating.
Harry is a normal guy who always thought would end up being a lawyer, but his life took a different path and, well, he became a successful...
So my family had met my boyfriend and it was all sound. Harry seemed to feel more relaxed and he also was having more fun as the shots slid down his throat alongside all the mixed shit that my brother made him. They got along well, all of my brother's mates were fond of Harry as well which made me happy.
As long as Harry felt comfortable and happy I had nothing to worry about.
"Right, so I might have went overboard with my present, but I have links and I know a thing or two about you," Aiden started off when it was time to give the presents to the birthday boy. "This is basically from me and Mia, so, hopefully it'll be good."
"Of course it's gonna be good, what you talking about?" Mia stepped in and she rolled her eyes. Her witty attitude got everyone laughing. "Louis, come in, please," she said and the lad called Louis made an appearance.
When I saw him, I instantly recognised him. He was the footballer that my brother was obsessed with. He looked fit, not going to lie. He had black Vans on, with a pair of grey shorts that ended just above his knees. He also had a white shirt on with a light blue jacket and Ray Ban sunglasses.
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"Hello," he said and put his hands together to rub them. He smiled and everyone seemed absolutely shocked. "So, Lesley, I heard it's your birthday, pal. Happy birthday," he talked to my brother personally and he knew exactly which boy it was.
"Fuck, this is unreal," he laughed. "Wow, man, thanks! Thank you so much!" he laughed as he gave a high five to the footballer called Louis then they hugged as well.
Everyone was taking pictures of them and some even clapped. Harry seemed to be shocked as he sat next to me as well, my leg over his and his hand on my knee. He tightened his hold on me and I laughed.
"Are you a fan or something?" I asked him. I nudged him with my shoulder while the Louis lad went around and greeted everyone.
"How did Aiden get him here?" he asked me surprised and I just shrugged my shoulders. "Bastard," he whispered. "I'm gonna go meet him. Do you wanna come?"
"Sure, let's go," I said. Harry stood up and I extended my arm toward him so he could pull me up. When he did, he kissed me on the lips and intertwined our hands as we walked over to Louis.
"Harry Styles! Look at that," Louis laughed as we got over to him and we didn't even say anything yet. He turned around and just started the conversation.
"Uh, yeah, that's me," Harry said and he sounded a bit nervous. God, here we go again. I swear this had to be the most stressful day he had in a while. "You're Louis Tomlinson, the footballer," he continued the conversation.
"That I am," he laughed. "You must be the lovely girlfriend, aren't you?" he talked to me, a smile on his lips.
"Sure am," I nodded. "And the sister of the birthday boy."
