"I thought that was just a phase. Go figure." My aunt grins.
So, my mother almost burnt our house down when she left the turkey in the oven for almost three and a half hours. So, we are now spending Thanksgiving with my father's family. That's right. My parents, who hate each other, are eating the same meal. It's been interesting.
When Harry walked in next to me the entire room grew silent. And with this bunch, that's rare. The first to speak was my Grandmother. "Oh my goodness! This is the Harry that we saw four years ago in concert, wasn't it? Oh my, that was very loud. Many screaming girls. Wow, you're much more handsome up close." And at that she pinched his cheeks. So, very awkward. And yes, I brought my Grandmother to a One Direction concert.
We're all sitting at the extremely long dining table. "Um, well I guess not." I finally answer my aunt, Karen.
"So, where did you two meet?" My Grandfather asks. My family is very nosy, and like to pry for any kind of information. Harry has been smiling since we walked through the door. What a weirdo.
"Um, Randy's Coffee Shop." Harry answers before I get the chance too. Alyssa nudges my side and wiggles her eyebrows up and down. I roll my eyes and turn to find everyone looking at me expectantly.
"I'm sorry. Did you say something?" I ask, looking around the table. Wow, this is just like the time Niall, Alyssa, Harry and I went to lunch. I zoned out and had to have Harry almost yell to bring me back to the conversation.
Harry chuckles, "I asked if you remembered the first day we met, love." I see everyone's eyes widen when he said 'love'. His accent makes it sound even sexier.
"Oh. Well, yes of course. It was great. Best coffee I've ever had." I wink. Everyone snickers while Harry smirks at me.
"Well, which ever your favorite part was, I'm just happy you offered us seats." He smiles. My cousin, Dalton raises an eyebrow.
"We?" He questions.
"Oh, he's talking about my boyfriend, Niall Horan." Alyssa grins proudly. My mom smiles wider. She seems to be the only one who watches E! News.
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"I'm gonna whoop your ass, Styles!" I shout as I chase him to the ping pong table.
"We'll see about that, baby." He smirks.
"No Niall, you idiot. It's called Thanksgiving. We give thanks for food.- Yes. Americans worship food as well. So much we made an entire holiday for it." Alyssa walks through the room and rolls her eyes.
Harry and I burst into laughter. His laugh. Holy shit. He squints his eyes and throws his head back, mouth wide. He's so beautiful.
"Okay, so here's the deal. If I win, you have to go on another date me. If you win, I have to go on a date with you." Harry winks.
"Wait, so if I win, I pay?" I infer. He opens his mouth to speak, but closes it, confused.
"Okay, if I win you take me on a date. You win, I take you on a date. Deal?"
"Deal."
Well, looks like he's paying. Lucky me, I'm great at ping pong.
"What are you two doing down here, alone?" My uncle, Martin asks.
I smile and point to the ping pong table. He nods and gives me a devious grin before disappearing back up the stairs. Okay?
"I fancy your family very much. They're all very funny." Harry smiles. I scoff and roll my eyes.
"They're a pain in my ass-"
"Who's a pain in your ass, dear?" My Grandmother asks, putting her hand on my shoulder.
"Uh, my heels. My heels are a pain in my ass. Wait, did you just say ass?" I question her. My Grandmother never swears.
"Um, nevermind that. Would you like to try horse-back riding, Harry?" She grins. He smiles and nods.
About an hour later, we're on the horses trotting along. "This is very relaxing." Harry comments.
"I used to ride a lot when I was little. Guess I just kind of out grew it. But, I still ride every so often." I tell Harry.
He smirks, "I bet your grandmother has lots of baby pictures of you, doesn't she?"
"Yeah, but they're horrendous. No one needs to- no! Harry, you're not going to see them, so don't get your hopes up!"
Harry only smirks at me and shrugs. "Guess we'll have to wait and see, won't we, love?"
I roll my eyes as we trot along the driveway. "Follow me." I say, signaling for the horse to go a bit faster. Harry follows my action and trots behind me.
"Where are we going?" Harry finally asks when we reach a small creek.
"Here." I tell him, swinging my leg over to the left side and slide down until my feet hit the ground. Harry does the same and follows me to the creek.
We both sit at the edge. "My grandpa used to take me here when I was little. I like to come here when I'm home because it's peaceful."
Harry smiles and intertwines our fingers, placing them on his lap. I look at our hands and then back at the water.
"Can I ask you a question?" Harry turns to me. I nod. "Why don't you get along with your father?"
I flinch at his question. "Uh, well my parents split up when I was a year old. So, I don't remember them together. But, as I was growing up, they'd do things together all the time. But, when I was seven, my dad started dating someone. She was horrendous. He eventually saw this and they broke things off. He later dated a girl named Tiffani. She was great."
"He broke things off with her though. Then, he met Brenda. Brenda was the worst of them all. Well, for two years that is. She was the devil. But, she later became my best friend, aside from Alyssa and my mother. When I turned fourteen I found out things from family members about all the awful things he did to my mother. He'd hit her, call her names. The list could go on. But, I also found out he left me for ten months of my life and didn't tell anyone where he was. We are finally getting to a better place."
"We haven't been the same since I was seven, nine years ago." I finish my long spill of my disaster of a childhood.
"I'm.. I'm sorry. I didn't know." He squeezes my hand.
"And that's why you asked. It's okay, I don't mind telling people I trust. Which isn't many, thanks to my father."
"Well. I think we should head back so I can see those baby pictures." He winks and stands, pulling me up with him.
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Teen FictionPaisley Brown is an eighteen year old college student. She lives with her best friend, Alyssa Cooper. The girls stumble upon two lost loves, Harry Styles and Niall Horan. Paisley soon realizes her feelings for the famous, former boy band member, nev...