Bipolar

Chapter 18

a/n: OH MY GOD! Thank you so so so much for 300 reads like just thank you! You guys are honestly the bestest!

I felt someone poke my sides making me groan and try to slap the person, but failed. "Jade, it's almost two, wake up." I hear Harry say and I then realize my head is killing me, almost literally.

"Why? What the fuck do I have to do today?!" I say burying my face into my pillow. "We have to meet my mother for lunch at three, she wants to meet you." Harry says and I widen my eyes. "Mo- mother?" I whisper narrowing my eyes in confusion. "Yes, I should have warned you, but I wanted it to be a surprise!" Harry smiles at me, he must've taken Advil to be this happy.

"Yeah, okay." I huff getting up as he hands me two pills, I swallow them down with a glass of water that was in Harry's hand. "Uh, 'm gonna take a shower.." I say already walking to the bathroom.

I get dressed into a maroon jumper, black skinny jeans, and black vans, because yes. I leave my hair down after combing through it for about ten minutes. "Jade, ready yet?" Harry asks as I spritz on some of my PINK perfume that smelled delicious.

"Yeah, let's go." I smile as he walks behind me and places his arms around my waist. "You're so beautiful." Harry smiles placing his chin on my head. "No.." I say blushing as I look down at my shoes. "Yes, you are." Harry says turning me around. He kisses me slowly, allowing me to kiss back.

"Harry," I say pulling away and resting my head on his chest. "Your mom's waiting." I say panting and he smiles nodding. "Okay." He smiles kissing me once more then walking out with me trailing behind him.

Harry and I leave in his car going to a nice restaurant Harry told me we were going to. "Are you nervous?" Harry asks when he stops humming to see my hands shaking slightly. "A bit, what if she doesn't like me?" I ask quietly and Harry sighs placing his hand on my thigh comforting me. "She will like you, trust me." He smiles and I nod gulping.

We get to the restaurant and inside it was so gorgeous. There were lights hung on the walls and random things, there were small candles on each table, the tables had creme colored tablecloths on them and it smelled of vanilla in here, it was so pretty.

"There's my mum." Harry smiles placing his hand on the small of my back and guiding me to the woman who looked in her late forties. "Oh my goodness, you must be Jade! Harry hasn't told me much, but you look so wonderful." She smiles getting up to hug me, I hug back warmly.

"Thank you, Ms. Styles." I smile at her. "Oh, call me Anne." She says and I nod, giggling as Harry pulls back me chair for me. "Thank you." I smile at him and sit down across from his mom, that Harry calls mum because of his British accent.

"So, Jade, where do you work?" Harry's mom smiles as she butters a roll that we were provided with from the waiter. "Hm? Oh, I don't work anywhere.." I say and she furrows her perfect eyebrows at me. "Why?" She asks before taking a smile bite from the roll. "I'm not sure, honestly." I say and she nods slowly. "You aren't using Harry for money are you?" She asks narrowing her brown eyes at me.

"No, no! Of course not." I say in fear she would get mad at me, even when I'm not using Harry's money, I really love Harry. "Hmm, alright." She says smiling at me. "Okay..um, where do you work?" I ask as I take a roll from the warm basket.

"I own my own clothing store, a few streets down." She says and I nod, not really knowing what else to say. "So, when did you meet Harry?" His mother asks. "Mum, please, stop asking so many questions." Harry chuckles awkwardly as he places his hand on my knee. "It's fine!" She says waving her son off.

"Back to the question; I met Harry about a two months ago at a coffee shop downtown." I say and she nods pursing her lips. "Hm." Is all she says before we can order.

"It was nice meeting you." I smile to Anne as we get ready to go. "Oh, you too." She says squinting her eyes and smiling without any teeth showing, a fake smile.

"Bye, Harry. I love you." Anne says hugging Harry, he does the same back. I noticed standing next to Harry, I look teeny, and everyone else looked normal, but my height was 5'4, so that's not extremely small.

"Bye, mum, love you too!" Harry calls out as we walk out to Harry's car.

a/n: I love that picture of Harry, and thank you, again!