Only Angel

Anne And Gemma ✔️

By the time we get back to Anne's house, it's dinner time and I'm starving. Anne's house is small and lovely.

The house is white on the outside and has flowers lining the windows. Once inside, you'll see that the walls are painted a soft yellow. Pictures of Harry and Gemma line the wall of the stairs. To the left of the stairs is the living room. There's a black couch and two armchairs opposite it.

I'm currently sitting on the couch while Gemma is in the chair. We're listening to Anne giving a lecture to Harry about not telling her he had a fiancé.

"Harry Edward Styles, how dare you not even tell your own mother that you had a girlfriend, now fiancé!" I hear her say from the kitchen. Gemma lets out a laugh at her brother being yelled at.

I, on the other hand, feel slightly uncomfortable. I mean they're talking about me. "Sorry mum. I meant to tell you, but I kind of got caught up in things." He says. "Ugh, I can't be mad at you. I wish you would have told me, but as long as you're happy, that's all I care about." She replies. "Thanks mum. I love you." I can't see them, but they're probably hugging.

A few seconds later and they walk back into the room. Harry smiles at me and gives me a thumbs up. I giggle. He walks over to me and sits down next to me, putting an arm around my shoulders. I instantly melt into his side.

A few seconds later Anne walks into the room. She looks over at me and smiles. "Grace dear, would you please help me in the kitchen?" She asks. I look at Harry and he only smirks, cocking his head to the side. "Um, yeah, sure." I say getting up from where I'm sitting.

I follow her into the kitchen. It's a regular sized kitchen, with yellow painted walls. Her fridge has pictures and holiday cards. I smile. There's a small table in the corner big enough to fit all four of us and and two others.

"Can you put this on the table for me dear?" She asks as she hands me a bowl of salad. I set the bowl on the table. "I can tell my son loves you very much Grace." She says from by the fridge as she gets plates out of the cupboard. I look at her, surprised.

I mean I know Harry loves me but is it that obvious? "When he called me to tell me he would be bringing his fiancé to visit, I was shocked to say the least, but as he told me more about you, I felt like I'd known you for quite some time. He's very lucky to have found you." She adds. I smile at her. "It's me who's the lucky one. I love him more than I've ever have loved anyone before." I say honestly.

"Well, I'm very glad you two found each other." She pauses. "Just promise me you won't break his heart, it's already been through so much." She says, a ting of sadness in her voice. I know exactly who she's referring to.

I go up to her and take her hands. "Harry made me a promise that he'd protect my heart, so I think it's only fair that I do the same." I say looking into her blue eyes. She smiles at me and brings me into a hug.

"I'm hungry!" Harry whines as he walks into the kitchen. When he sees that his mom and I are hugging, he smiles. We pull apart and both exchange annoyed looks because of him. "Harry sweetie, sit down. Dinner will be ready in a minute." She smiles at him. With a pout, he goes and sits down.

Soon after, Gemma comes into the room on her phone. She sits down opposite Harry.

Anne tells me to go and sit. I sit down next to Harry. "So mum, what are we having?" He asks. Anne opens the oven and pulls out a casserole of some sort. "We're having vegetable casserole!" She says as she places it on the table. "Dig in everyone!" Harry takes a huge piece out of the casserole, then he cuts a piece out for me, luckily smaller than his piece.

We all start eating the delicious food. After were done eating, we begin talking about our lives. Soon the conversation drifts to wedding planning. I grow nervous as Gemma and Anne ask question after question about how the wedding planning is going. To be honest we haven't planned anything yet. I'm not really the wedding type of person so I was thinking a small wedding with just Harry's family and mine.

I told my mom and dad that I was engaged the night Harry had proposed. They were surprised at first, but happy for me.

"So, when's the wedding? Is it before or after the tour?" Gemma asks. I look at Harry. We haven't discussed this yet. "Preferably before the tour starts." Harry says before taking a sip from his water. The look on my face probably is one of utter shock. Quickly I try and mask it. "Really, that soon?" Anne says surprised.

I'm still so shocked that I kind of tune out the conversation. It isn't until Harry calls my name that I finally get out of my own head. "Sorry, what?" I ask. They all laugh. I laugh along awkwardly. "I asked when you two are planning to give me grandchildren." I choke on the air when she says that. Harry just smiles.

I mean I want kids eventually but not right now I want to wait at least a year before taking that huge step. I know Harry wants them badly.

"Soon hopefully." He gives me a cheeky smile before squeezing my thigh. "Harry let the poor girl answer the question!" Anne scolds. "Sorry mum." He looks down at his lap before giving me a sly grin.

I swallow the lump forming in my throat. "Um, yeah I want kids. I don't know when though. I guess we'll have them when we're supposed to have them." I'm not religious but I do believe in fate and all that jazz.

Luckily the conversation drifts to Harry's music and the tour next. Harry's face lights up when he talks about his songs and tour. I can tell he's very proud of his work.

Soon dinner comes to an end. I help Anne with the washing of the dishes. After we're done, she leads me and Harry upstairs to the guest room. She wishes us a good night and shuts the door behind her as she leaves.

Harry and I get ready for bed. I'm wearing one of Harry's t-shirts. It smells like his Tom Ford perfume. I love the scent so much! I get in bed, Harry following shortly after. He wraps his arm around my waist. "Good night love." He whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine in a good way. "Good night." I whisper back.

A few seconds later, I hear soft snores coming from Harry. I hold in a giggle. Soon enough, sleep finds me and I drift off.