Illegally yours.

Chapter Twenty.

TIA'S POV.

My alarm clock sounds at 7, waking both me and Harry.
"Harry c'mon get up" I smile, pulling my vest and flannel top over my body. Harry sulkily stands up.
"It's too early" he groans, pulling his T-shirt over his head and his jeans up. "I'm tired from all that fun we had last night"
I shake my head, throwing on my sweat shirt and pulling up my jeans. "If you want to get that plane on time you have 10 minutes before we have To leave" I say, pulling on my ugg boots over my jeans.
Harry shrugs on a fresh pair of jeans and a new black sweatshirt.
"When are you moving in with me Tia?"
"After the wedding" I say, unbelievable that my wish as a 15 year old to Meet, have sex and move in with Harry all coming true. "Well go view a couple a houses and see which ones we like best?"
Harry shrugs. "I know a few already"
I nod and put the suitcase into the back of the taxi. Harry locks my front door and joins me in the back of the taxi.
I pull out my phone and text my mum and Beth the same message 'Going on a vacation with Harry, won't be back till Tuesday'. Mr. Peter had allowed me to have Monday and Tuesday off as my first week had been impressionable and I 'deserved' a break.
My nerves are all over the place, what if Harry's Mother doesn't like me? It had always been mine and Beth's dream to date a member of One Direction and meet their parents. All of our dreams were coming true and it seems too good to be true. That's because it is, my subconscious adds. I hate her. And I hate myself for doing this to Harry, falling in love with him whilst being in a contract with a woman to ruin his career and Public image.

The plane ride goes fast and before I know it, me and Harry are on our way to His mothers house. We pull up infront of a small garage next to a fairly large house and I assume this is his mothers house. My assumptions are correct as a beautiful petite brunette, similar to my hair colour, opens the door.
"Harry, oh Harry darling" Her British accent thick and heavy as she pulls Him into a hug. "Oh and you must be Tia" She smiles. "I'm Anne, gosh Harry you were correct, she's gorgeous"
"MUM" Harry yells, the blush rising in not just his but my cheeks too.
"Whoops!" Anne giggles, raising her hand to her mouth to stifle her laugh.
"Well don't just stand there come on in" Anne smiles.
We follow her up the drive, suitcases and bags in hand.
I sit at the Island in the kitchen as Harry takes our luggage upstairs with him. Anne hands me a cup of tea and sits beside me.
"I'm looking forward to you meeting Robin, Tia" Anne smiles, sipping her drink slowly.
"I don't have anything to wear Anne" I say, looking at my lap.
"Harry told me, so I went shopping with Harry's sister, Gemma" Anne says, her emerald eyes gleaming, like Harry's. "Harry told me your size and Gem and I bought you a dress"
She slips inside the conservatory and pulls out a bag. Handing it to me.
"Thank you" I whisper, removing the dress gently. It's fairly short, and mostly white. It's strapless with a black band round the top, and a black bow in the middle. It floats out and looks to come to my inner thigh.
Harry's not going to know what hit him.
"It's gorgeous thank you" I beam. Anne smiles and rubs circles on my lower back.
When Harry returns we order Chinese and watch a movie together. Anne goes to bed at 10 and me and Harry do soon after.
We fall asleep peacefully in each other's arms.