Only Angel

England Here We Come! ✔️

Today Harry and I are flying for the weekend to visit Harry's mom and his sister, Gemma. I'm so nervous to meet Harry's mom. What if she doesn't like me?

I'm so lost in my fears that I don't hear Harry come into the room. I jump when I hear him speak. "What's going on in that head of yours darling?" He asks.

I turn around to face him and see that he's sitting on the bed. I walk over to him and sit next to him.

"I'm just worried that your mom won't like me. I mean what if she thinks I'm not worthy of you?" I tell him.

Harry places a hand on my thigh and gives it a reassuring squeeze. "She'll love you, just like I do. Don't worry!" He says reassuring me.

I sigh and lean into his side. He wraps his arm around my shoulder. I look up at him and give him a smile. "Thanks for making me feel better. I love you."

He smiles down at me. "Of course, love. I love you too, so much." He leans down and captures my lips in his. His kiss is full of love, like they always are.

I hear someone cough. I pull away and look to see Jenny standing in the doorway. "Hey sorry to interrupt but your car is here." She says as she stands awkwardly, fiddling with her hands.

"Ok, thanks so much Jenny." I stand up and walk over to her. "I'll miss you so much!" I say as I hug her. "You'll only be gone the weekend loser. It's not like your moving there." She says sarcastically.

I roll my eyes at her and laugh. "Oh, and congrats by the way on the engagement!" She says as she grabs my left hand and looks at my ring.

"Thanks!" I say smiling. I look over at Harry and see him smiling as well. He gets up and grabs our luggage. We're only bringing two suitcases with us, one being a carry on.

"Ready?" He asks. I nod. We all leave the room and walk downstairs. Once at the door, I hug Jenny on last time before saying our goodbyes.

"Call me when you land!" She yells from the door. "I will!" I yell back. Harry puts the suitcases in the trunk and shuts it.

He gets in the car next to me. The Uber driver confirms that we're going to LAX and we start driving.

***

The plane took off 10 minutes ago. It's going to be a long flight to England. Harry and I are sitting in first class. I've never sat in first class before. Harry, being his sweet self, let me have the window seat.

I'm currently staring out the window and listening to Kiwi, my favorite song on HS1. I feel someone tap my shoulder. I take out my earbuds and turn to see Harry smirking at me.

"What are you listening to love?" He asks full well knowing what I'm listening to. A blush makes its way onto my face. "Um, just a singer who's really hot and talented, you probably don't know him." I say with a sheepish smile.

He chuckles. "Really? Because to me it sounded like Kiwi." His smirk only grows. My blush grows even deeper as he rats me out. I look away from him, unable to look him in the eyes out of embarrassment.

I feel Harry move closer to me. "I didn't think you were a Harry Styles fan love. It's kind of sexy." He says into my ear. He moves the hair away from my neck before kissing it.

At first, it's just a little kiss to my neck, but soon, Harry begins to kiss my neck more intensely. I let out a soft moan at the feeling of his lips on my neck. It feels amazing. The door to our cubicle is closed, so I'm not worried about people seeing us.

Harry's hand rests on my waist and is slowly caressing it. I moan again as his hand moves to my thigh and gives it a squeeze. "If you keep moaning like that, I might just have to excuse myself darling." I blush at what he's implying.

"Well, if you'd stop attacking me then we wouldn't have a problem then, darling." I add the darling to mock him, since that's what he calls me all the time. Harry stops his assault on my neck and laughs. He pulls away and looks at me, a smirk plastered on his face.

God I can't wait till we're married and you're all mine." He says. I smile at him but at the same time I feel bad. My last boyfriend wanted to do things but I never felt like it was right to do with him. What if I can't satisfy Harry and he leaves me?

"What's wrong love? Did I say something?" Harry asks concerned. I look him in his beautiful green eyes and softly smile. "It's nothing." I say trying to cover up my emotions.

Harry takes my hand in his and kisses it. "You know you can tell me anything darling. I won't judge, promise." He reassures me. He rubs his thumb over my knuckles.

I sigh. He knows me too well. "I was just thinking, what if I'm bad at sex and you leave me." I say all in one breath. Harry gives my hand a squeeze and looks deeply into my eyes. "Grace, I will never leave you, and trust me, you already satisfy me." He says with a wink at the end. I laugh awkwardly realizing what he means.

"Thanks Harry, that makes me feel better." I laugh causing him to laugh as well. I yawn, causing Harry to smirk. "I think we should get some sleep." He says pulling me into his arms. An idea pops into my head as I snuggle against his chest.

"Will you sing to me?" I ask looking up at him. He smiles and kisses my head. He takes a deep breath before starting. "I'm in my bed, and you're not here, and there's no one to blame but the drink and my wandering hands. Forget what I said, it's not what I meant, and I can't take it back. I can't unpack the baggage you left." I'm slowly drifting off to sleep listening to his angelic voice.

I don't know why but I start singing softly along with him. "What am I now? What am I now? What if I'm someone I don't want around? I'm falling again. I'm falling again. I'm falling." We sing in unison. I stop singing because at this point, I'm about to fall asleep.

I listen as Harry keeps singing. Soon I drift off to sleep, Harry still singing.

***

I feel myself being gently shaken awake. "Love, it's time to wake up, we're about to land." I hear Harry say. I open my eyes and the first thing I see is Harry's beautiful green eyes.

"Hi." I say as I slowly stretch out my aching muscles. "Welcome to England my love." He says kissing my head. I find the action very endearing. I look out the window just in time to see the wheels hit the tarmac. Soon the plane pulls up to the building and they start letting people off. Harry grabs the carry-on bag from the overhead bin.

After waiting a bit, we finally get off the plane. We head over to baggage claim and get my bag. Harry looks around the airport for a bit until his eyes land on two women standing off to the side. They are both brunette but the older one has short hair, while the other has long hair and is younger.

"Mum! Gem!" Harry calls as we walk over to them. They see us and instantly smile. "Harry!" His mom runs up to us and hugs him. "Oh, and this must be Grace! Come here love!" She pulls me into a tight but loving hug. I instantly hug her back.

"Hey Gem! How've you been?" Harry asks Gemma as he pulls her into a hug. "Good. Clearly you've been doing good too." She says pointing to my ring. "Haha yeah, I meant to tell you guys but I guess I forgot." He laughs awkwardly. "Clearly." Anne says. I laugh.

Gemma comes over to me and smiles. "I'm Gemma, the better Styles." She says as she shakes my hand. I laugh at her comment. I can tell Gemma and I will get on just fine.

Anne takes my hand and leads us towards the exit. "Let's get you two home, I'm sure you're quite hungry and tired." She says as we walk out the doors. We head over towards the cars and walk to a black Subaru. We get in and start driving.

Harry is in the back with me. I rest my head on his shoulder and instantly fall asleep.