Day by Day

Cake Time

Harry and I have been together for some years now and I've never met his grandfather. Until today.

I pull out of the closet some black pants and a cream ruffled shirt. I walk to the bathroom to do my hair, brush my teeth and put on the clothes. I step out and Harry is not in the room.

"Harry?"

I step into the hallway and he's not there. I go downstairs and still no Harry. But I hear the drying machine on. I make my way to the laundry room and Harry is standing next to the wall only in his boxers, a leg crossed in front of the other and his arms crossed in front of his chest.

"Hey, what are you drying?"

He doesn't answer, instead he looks at me intensely. "What?"

"I like your dress pants and the shirt. You look amazing."

"Thanks" I smile at him, blushing a little. He makes me feel beautiful. He stands straight and opens his arms for me. I don't hesitate for a moment and walk his way into his arms. His chest is bare and warm. I wrap my arms around his waist and he wraps his around my waist. We stare at each other for some seconds.

"What are you drying?"

"My black shirt, button up shirt not a t-shirt" I smile at his clarifying. "Good, a t-shirt is a little informal for your grandad's birthday party." He takes a loose strand of my hair and plays with it.

"I'm a little nervous to be honest." I tell him and he frowns. "Why? You've met all the family and they love you, why are you nervous? Nervous about cake time? Me too."

I laugh at his joke. He's been saying cake time for the last three hours. "I've met almost all your family. Except for the most important person of the party, your grandad." He nods, understanding my nervousness. "That's true but he will love you like everyone else."

"I hope so." I look down and he brings my head up.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you alone with him if that is what scares you", he laughs at me and I swat his arm. "I'm not scared, I'm intimidated by him. Just like when I met your parents, I almost crapped my pants", I say and he laughs harder.

"Relax, you'll do fine. Besides, Gemma will be there, she'll crack some bad jokes to him and he'll be in a good mood. And there will be cake. Everyone loves cake. I can't wait for cake time."

I drop my head on his shoulder, laughing against his neck. "Stop saying cake time, please." My laughter rises and Harry starts to laugh with me until the beep of the machine scares me. I jump in Harry's arms and he laughs at me.

"Shirt's done, lets go up stairs", he takes out the shirt and walks before me holding my hand. We get to the bedroom and he puts on the shirt, fastening the buttons from the bottom to the top. He reaches for his pants on the bed and pulls them on before tucking the ends of the shirt inside his pants. I stand in the doorframe of the bathroom door staring at him.

I love it when he wears a all black attire, he looks beautiful. He walks to the dresser and starts doing his hair and that's my cue to go do my makeup. My makeup bag is on the bathroom counter. I start doing my makeup and Harry walks in the bathroom. He starts brushing his teeth and finishes cleaning his mouth with a small towel. I finish quickly since I don't like to wear a lot of makeup. I turn my head to look at Harry who is staring at me.

"What?" I say laughing at him. "Nothing, I like to watch you get ready that's all", he smiles back, kisses my shoulder and leaves the bathroom. I leave behind him and go to the closet to get my shoes. He splashes some cologne on his neck and the smell immediately makes me smile. That particular Harry smell.

"Ready?" He holds a hand out for me and I take it.

"Yes. I love that shirt on you, you look beautiful and well groomed", I compliment him and he pulls my hand so we are closer. He smiles and kisses the shell of my ear. "Thanks, you look beautiful too", he says laughing. We walk downstairs, hop on a car and leave. We get to the party and Harry takes my hand. When we walk in I spot Anne first.

"Hi!" She says waving and walking towards us. "Well don't you look handsome" she says taking Harry's suit in her hands and pulling him down to kiss his cheek. "Hi mum, great dress", he says taking her hand and spinning her around.

"And you look beautiful!" She takes my hand and turns me around in a twist. I hug her and tell her the party looks good. "Gemma is at the bar." "Of course she is", Harry interrupts. "Harry... Anyway, she's at the bar but there's someone here who's dying to meet you" she tells me excited and my nerves increase. She tells Harry to go greet his grandfather with me. He takes my hand again and kisses my knuckles.

"Don't be nervous, he will like you okay? I'm gonna be there with you. This is not a big deal, it's just a cute old man not a killer or a rapist", he says to lighten the mood and I laugh. "Okay lets go." We walk to where his grandad is sitting. As soon as his eyes land on Harry his face lights up. He must really love Harry, like all of us here.

"Harry!" He stands up from the chair slowly but successfully. Harry wraps his arms around his grandfather and kisses his forehead. "There's someone I want you to meet" Harry says holding a hand out for me. I take it and move closer to them. "This is my girlfriend", he says proudly and I smile.

"Hi, happy birthday, so good to finally meet you" I say. He smiles and pulls me in for a hug. "Thank you, I hope you've been taking care of my boy" we both smile.

"Yes sir, I have" I say and he laughs.

"So good to meet you darling. I've been told that you have him very much in love" he says referring to Harry.

"I hope so" I answer looking back at Harry and he smiles at me.

"She does have me very hooked up", Harry smiles and talks to his grandad, "since we first went out. And all the family seems to love her." Harry says.

"Do you love her?" His grandfather asks him very straightforward and I feel the red on my cheeks. "Yes, very much" he says taking my hand and smiling. I mirror his smile and so does his grandad.

"Very well, I like you already" he says grabbing my arm. "I'll go talk to your mum about something, have fun. See you around" he says and leaves me and Harry alone. Harry wraps his arms around me.

"See that wasn't so bad was it?" he pecks my lips.

"I love you too, more actually" I tell him and he smiles big.

"He seems really nice and now I know all the family" I smile up at him and he smiles back. "You do, but I'm scared they love you more than me." I laugh.

"Don't be silly, they're your family, they'll never ever love me more than you so don't-" he cuts me off by pressing his lips to mine very softly and slow.

"I love you."

"I love you too now lets go get a drink, it's going to be a long night. I hope it's cake time soon", he tells me and kisses me again.

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