Cute as a Button - Harry Styles

Chapter 24 ~ More First Impressions

Lydia's POV:

"Lydia stop it." Harry said in a soothing tone, placing his hand on my knee to stop me from jiggling it nervously.

It was late in the afternoon and I was here with the Harry and the boys, getting ready for the Brit Awards. I can't believe I'm going to the fucking Brit Awards with The Harry Styles. When did my life become like this? We were currently sitting in their changing rooms with Caroline and Lou and a few other people.

Harry had just come out of the shower and was wrapped in a towel, attempting to calm me down. It wasn't working, even the sight of his naked torso didn't remove any of the butterflies in my stomach, though it did help. He noticed that I was barely listening to him and was constantly glancing towards the door every five seconds.

"Babe, Lyds." I looked back at him, "Look at me and breathe. Please don't worry, she's going to love you."

I wanted to slap him, it was easy for him to say wasn't it? He wasn't about to meet the sibling of his partner. Well he'd already done that but still. I didn't slap him though, even though my fingers twitched too, instead I tried to take deep breathes. Gemma Styles was going to be here in ten minutes. Meaning I had ten minutes to make myself appear worthy of being Harry's girlfriend. Fuck. I ran my hand through my hair. I was so nervous, she was so perfect as well. It was like the Styles all had an extra gene that no one else had seen yet.

"But Harry, what if she doesn't like me?" I asked quietly, it was the most cliche question, but honestly it had been nagging at me all day. I bet Gemma had loads of friends and didn't need to spare a minute for me. I was fine with that, I just wanted to show Harry that I could get on with the people who were important to him. The same way he had for me, he'd been an angel throughout everything with Lizzie and James and Brad. I didn't deserve him but I wanted to try make him as happy as he'd made me.

"Don't be stupid." He laughed.

"This is not a laughing matter, you idiot." I grumbled, he was not helping at all. He was now making faces at Niall across the changing room. For god's sake he's so happy, urgh, I hate him.

He grabbed my hand, "I promise everything will work out, I know you and I know my sister and you two will get along like a house on fire, okay?" He said seriously but so lovingly I couldn't do anything but nod weakly. God I love him, I could never hate him or anything about him. Where the hell has he been my whole life.

The whole day had passed in a similar way, today Harry had introduced me to everyone who matters to him. All of the people here are the ones who see the boys behind the camera, off the stage. I could see in Harry's eyes how precious this small bit of normality was too him, and all of the boys for that matter. I was determined to fit with them, for him. I knew I didn't belong in this star-studded little world but for Harry's sake I was going to damn well try and belong.

He told me how Lou was his mother and sister on the road, how she always knew when there was a problem and how her advice was golden. Maybe this should have made me jealous, but I was so grateful to her. If she had such a special place in Harry's heart and had been such a good source of comfort to him, how could I be anything but be thankful to her? So when Harry told me this morning I was to be meeting this amazing woman who he almost idolised, it was safe to say I was shitting myself. How the hell was I mean to compete with such a talented lady?

I thought the nerves alone would kill me but when I met her it all vanished. She was kind, down to earth and so caring, I could see her motherly nature appear around all the boys and myself, treating us all like kids. I had spent the majority of the day with this insightful girl and had quickly deemed her one of my new best friends.