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Seventeen : Christmas

Harry was fixing his green blazer as he looked in the mirror. Humming along to Micheal Buble that was playing in the background, he grabbed his keys and made his way to Anne's house.

It was finally Christmas and Gemma was going to be at Anne's for dinner. It was Harry's favorite holiday because it was an opportunity to be solely with his family.

Not to mention, it was Louis's birthday. He would celebrate that later in the night with a tradition he started a few years ago.

For now, joy filled his body as he knocked on Anne's door to reveal a pink-haired Gemma.

"Harry!" Gemma exclaimed as she lunged forward to hug him. He wrapped his arms around his sister.

"Ugh, I missed you lots, Gems. And now you've got new hair, you look slightly less terrible. Horrible maybe." Harry commented, feeling a strand of her hair.

"Good thing for me, I can change it, meanwhile you're stuck with a big forehead for life, loser," Gemma said and stuck out her tongue.

"For the last time, stop mocking your brother," Anne said as Gemma closed the door. "He can't help his unusually large forehead." She said snickering before going into the kitchen.

"All year I come and visit and never once am I met with such hostility. On Christmas out of all the days, mother." Harry sighed before kissing Anne's head.

"Well, I save it up all year so it's similar to a present. D'you like it?" Anne said pointing to a small white frosted cake.

"Looks great, but you do know it has to taste good too, right?" Harry joked and Anne hit his arm.

"Fine, don't eat any," Anne said and walked to Gemma meanwhile Harry placed his gifts under the tree.

After a few hours, Anne, Gemma and Harry were full of Christmas food and sitting at the table catching up while drinking coffee.

"So Harry, mum told me about Zayn. What's he like?" Gemma questioned with a smirk.

Harry rolled his eyes. "Yea, why didn't you invite him, Harry?" Anne added.

"Mum, he's Muslim."

"Right, because we're church-going, Bible abiding Christians," Gemma rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I understand, love. But you know we celebrate Christmas to get together and have a nice dinner. Invite him." Anne instructed.

Gemma nodded eagerly. "What? Now?" Harry asked.

"Yes, we're about to start the movie. He can come and watch it. I'll make an extra cup of coffee." Anne said while getting up.

"Mum, you don't even know if he's going to come."

"You're still here? Go call him, you loser." Gemma said.

"Go, Harry," Anne said and Harry groaned before grabbing his phone and stepping outside.

"Hello, my beautiful boyfriend," Zayn said happily.

Harry chuckled at Zayn's flirtation. "Hey, love. What're you doing?"

"Mm, nothing much. Just got back from a run. I'm just watching TV." Zayn replied.

"Well, I'm at my mum's and we're having dinner because it's Christmas."

"Oh right, Merry Christmas!"

"Thank you, Zayn. They wanted me to invite you and I would love for you to come. I didn't bother asking at first because of your religion, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable." Harry said and he closed his eyes hoping Zayn wouldn't be offended.