jordan's POV
i'm meeting harry's parents?! ok what? i don't think i was dressed right or my hair was right or anything looked right to meet his parents... and sister...
"haz you didn't want to tell me this?!" i whisper shout
"i didn't want to worry you"
"well now i'm worried!" i whispered even more frantically in his ear.
"don't worry love, if they don't like you we just can't be friends anymore" he grins
i stare at him.
"i'm kidding JJ calm down"
i punch his arm "not funny"
we kept walking and found the table, sitting there was a man women and a woman who looked a little older than me. i figured this was his parents and sister.
when we walk up they all stand up. harry puts a hand on my exposed back protectively.
"mum, dad, gemma, this is jordan"
"so good to meet harry's best friend" she pulls me in a hug, "being honest i like you better than stephanie already" she whispers in my ear.
i give a small laugh,
"thank you it's good to meet you too mrs. twist"
"please call me anne" she smiles
his dad walks up to me and shakes my hand,
"nice to meet you too, you can call me robin"
i shake his hand and then gemma comes up to me.
"nice to meet my baby brothers best friend" she gives me a smile
"nice to meet his sister" i give a small smile back
she gives me a small hug and we all sit down. i was determined to impress them. i couldn't mess up and my legs was shaking under the table. i think harry knew because he put his hand lightly on my knee to stop shaking.
"so, jordan we've heard a lot about you" anne starts
"really?" i turn and look at haz.
"yes, how you guys met when you guys have hung out"
we all talked until we ordered, and our food came.
we talked about the tour and recording and each other.
gemma shared a few embarrassing stories about harry to his dismay. i shared a few as well and harry just sat there with his hands on his face. when i was done he rolled his eyes and muttered "women"
a couple hours later we all part ways.
"it was so good meeting you" they all say and i give them all a hug,
i get in the car with harry and we drive home.
"well love i think they like you"
"how can you tell?"
"i don't know just seemed like it"
"well i certainly hope so harry" i let out a breath of relief
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a day before we had to leave i called harry over to help me figure out what to pack.
i hear a knock on the door and open it.
"hey harry, i ordered a pizza to eat while we pack"
"sounds great" he pulls me into a hug and we head upstairs to my room.
