A couple weeks past and we were still going strong. We'd call every night that I wasn't at his house and he wasn't at mine.
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I walked into the living after a long day at work. The cafe was extremely busy and I was pretty tired. My mom was standing in to kitchen making a coffee. "Hey, how's Harry doing? He hasn't been over in a while." She asked as she pulled her mug out from under neath the coffee maker. "It's been a week." I replied laughing as I sat down on the couch. "I know that silly, I was just asking how he is." She replied laughing as well. "He's good." I replied going through my phone. "I have an idea! He should come over tonight and I'll invite grandpa over and we can have a family game night!" She said with excitement and a smile. "I'll ask." I replied giggling. It was a good idea. It'd be nice to spend time as a family and Harry hasn't met my brothers yet since he always came by when they were asleep.
A few minutes passed and I decided to text Harry.
K: hey babe ☺️ I have a question
A few seconds went by until he answered. He was still at work since it was only 2:00pm.
H: shoot
K: my mom wants to know if you want to come over tonight to have "family game night" with us and my grandpa, we have it one Friday a month
H: I'd love to! What time?
K: what time are you finished working? 5 again?
H: today I'm leaving at 4
K: okay! How does 4:30 sound?
H: sounds perfect baby, I'll be there♥️
K: you finally get to meet my brothers lol Myles is gonna love you!
H: I can't wait 😁
K: I love you 💞
H: I love you more baby, I'll see you tonight! 😁♥️
K: 🥰
"He says he'll be here around 4:30." I told mom as she lit up with excitement. "Great! I'll call grandpa right now!" She said as she grabbed her phone off of the counter. She headed to her room and I did the same.
I changed out of my work clothes and got into Harry's sweater and a pair of burgundy joggers. His sweater is burgundy so they went perfectly together. I put my hair in a messy bun and took off all of my makeup except my eyebrows. I'm not me without them. I have two notches in my left and without it I look like a totally different person.
I turned on my tv and started watching Lethal Weapon. Again. I've already watched the full series twice and I still love it.
I sat on my bed and scrolled through my Instagram. I gained a lot more followers after I posted a cute picture of me and Harry; he gave me permission of course. Since he's an extremely well known businessman he needs to have an excellent and professional reputation in the pubic eye. But a cute pic of us now and then is okay. (his words exactly lol)After a little bit I headed downstairs to see my brothers running through the door. "Hey boys!" I said with a smile as Myles ran right towards me and gave me a hug. Micah seemed to be in a good mood. "Hey Micah how was your day?" I asked returning the hug to Myles. "It was pretty good, we had gym and I got to be goalie while we played soccer. It was really fun." He replied with a smile. I haven't seen him this bright since before grandma passed. It was nice to see, especially since Harry was coming over to meet them tonight.
"I have news." I said as they both set their bags down and took off their shoes. "What is it?!" Myles said with excitement. "So as you both know I have a boyfriend named Harry. You might have heard of him or Styles Enterprises."
"You're dating THE Harry Styles? Like the millionaire?" Micah said as he face lit up. "Mhm. And he's coming over to have family game night tonight with us and grandpa." I continued with a smile as smiles appeared on both of their faces. "That's actually super sick." Micah said as he sat down on the couch. "Yay! Family game night!" Myles said jumping with excitement.I'm glad they're excited to meet him. Now I just hope they actually like him.
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Mr. Styles
FanfictionMeet Katie Johnson; a 23 year old barista at a cafe that famous businessman, Harry styles happened to walked in to. Her life was simple. Go to work, watch her two younger brothers and then repeat. But that all changed after meeting Harry. Her life...