YOUR POV.
So today, I'm meeting the one and only, Anne Twist. Harry's mum. Harry and I've have been dating for a month and we decided that it's about time he introduced me to Anne. I'm scared, but it's going to be alright. I have never met her but Harry says that she's an amazing person.
"Sweets? Are you alright?", Harry said as he kissed my shoulder. I can't believe that Harry and I we together, I'm so lucky.
Harry had a good job, aka being the rockstar that he is. If you all aren't aware, he was part of one direction, but now, they all went in different directions.
"Y/N?", Harry stroked my hair. I love waking up next to him because he smells like pine and wood-ish.
"I'm good, just nervous", I chuckled, "the fact that your mum is coming here for dinner, I mean", I scoffed, "that's your mom", I looked at him. Those green orbs that every girl would kill for to wake up to.
"It's going to be alright love, she'll love you", he smiled, "I mean, Gemma loved you when you both went shopping and spent the week together", he gave me a reassuring smile.
"I'm just nervous, that's all", I sighed, "I'm scared shitless", I admitted and he just chuckled at me, rude.
"Hey, what about this", he sat up, finally releasing me from his big arms. "I make you breakfast in bed, while you shake up a little? Or hum? It always help", he winked and walked away in his boxers.
Harry and I never had sex before because we believe that sex after marriage is the way to go. Surprisingly, he's still a virgin after all those nasty rumours. Having sex isn't only for pleasure, it's also love. Lose your virginity to someone you'll love with, have kids with, and spend forever with. If you fuck every person that you were in a relationship with, they'll think that you don't really care about your body and self worth. And you don't really care about your dignity. You know?
It's not that Harry and I think that we aren't going to last forever but better be safe than sorry. I mean, we've had hungry kisses but that's all. We both have seen each other naked, accidentally, but we still aren't comfortable walking around with our asses bare.
"Top of the morning to my lovely sweet! Your breakfast is served!", my sweet boyfriend went in our room with a silver tray and food, and weirdly topped with a small vase and a rose.
"What's with the rose?", I smiled and he placed everything down as I sat up.
"You're just not yourself today because of later, so I picked a rose from the neighbour across the street", he smiled and sloppily kissed my face, "I'm going to place this rose downstairs - my nose is itchy".
"Thanks so much babe, you're so sweet", I smiled. He's so sweet and I can't believe that I have him.
So we shared food and I took a quick bath while he washed the dishes.
I never weed in the shower but I did now. I'm really scared and nervous. What if she doesn't like me? Should we split if she doesn't? I decided to sit on the shower floor and hold my legs closer to mine. I was going insane.
"Babe? It's been an hour and you're still there, are you alright? I-", he bathed in the shower and stopped when he saw me sitting on the shower floor just in a weird way. He looked concerned but I was just basically trying to relax.
"I'm fine Harry, no lies", I chuckled, "I was just thinking, if Anne doesn't like me", I sighed, "should we split? Harry, I can't do this", I said sadly.
"Quit being so nervous, she'll love you!", he smiled and helped me get out of thinking.
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Holy shit. They are going to be here in any minute, I already cooked turkey, made salad, bought expensive champagne, and baked lasagna, Anne's favorites. I wore a black lacey and sequined dress with matching red stilettos. I looked pretty decent and so did Harry. He wore a white button up and black pants and topped with a black jacket.
