The Story of Us

Boyfriend

I read in a magazine once that if you stick your nails into your palm when you're nervous you should calm down.well, it didn't work. I just kept squeezing my fist untill I broke my middle finger's nail. I felt cold sweat coming down my back as my eyes were jumping off of Harry and to my family. That whole scene looked like it was a 90's family comedy. It's not like I said I was carrying his child at the age of 17 or that we were getting married. Come to think of it, getting married to Harry Styles isn't that bad. It's not like were thinking about it even though we never actually had that conversation. But, we're together almost seven months, and I thought we wouldn't last a day. I mean when we met he was buisy with the new album and I was up to my head covered in school stuff. Actually, if it wasn't for school, Harry and I probbably wouldn't have met. I needed Eleanor's help for something for school so I went to her place, but she wasn't there. I remember ringing the bell when I saw the most perfect eyes looking at me as the door opened. That was the first time I saw Harry. At that time I didn't know El and Lou were dating and I didn't expect to see Harry at her door. But when I saw him, I went weak in the knees. He pulled me up and invited me in for some tea so I get myself together. I was genuenly in a shock, so I didn't know what to do. I just kept looking at him and pinching my leg to see if that wasn't a dream. The next day I got a text from El saying I should come over at her place for a get-together. I was so freaked out, that I almost threw my phone out the window and into a garbage truck. I spent the next week doing breathing exercices and when I finally got there,  there were no words to describe how exited I was. Harry, Niall, Liam, Zayn, Louis, Danielle, Little Mix, even Lou, Lux and Tom, they were all there. That was the happiest day of my life. Right up 'till a few days ago when Harry asked me to move in with him. But as I stood there, watching my family hyperventilate over me finally getting a boyfriend, it all just came hitting back. Every uneaven breath, every uneaven heartbeat, I could feel it all over again. We just kept staying there for about two good minutes untill my grandpa finnaly broke the tension at least a little bit:

-Well Harry, it's most certanly...nice to met yout to.-Harry took my hand and gave me a perfectly calm look. Like he didn't see that you could cut the tension with a knife.

-Sit down. Your legs must be killing you after all of that touring the town.-My uncle said. I was still in shock, so Harry had to shake me to get my brain to function normally again. We sat between my parents. I gave him a worried look. I don't really know why, but I was just so worried my family isn't going to like him. He kissed my forehead before saying:

-Look, it's going to be fine. I don't even know why are you freaking out? I don't remember feeling like that when you met my family.-

-Well, that's because your family is cute. Mine is just a bunch of vultures.-he lifted his right eyebrow before kissing me again.-

-Come on. It will be fine.-I looked up to him as he was holding me in his ams. He was smiling so hard, you could see his dimple 5ft. away. Sometimes, I swear I could just drown in it. -So Harry, what do you do for a living?-my grandmother asked thinking she wouldn't get more than an intern in a law firm.

-Uhm...nothing at this moment.-

-Oh, really?-she cut him off.

-But, me and the boys are going on our world tour in a few months.-

-W,w,world tour? Like a water boy?-

-No, it's acctually more of a ba-

-Harry's in a band called One Direction and they're world popular. Happy now?-now I cut him off. I hate doing that, but I just couldn't deal with my grandma hummiliating Harry in front of everybody like that. -See?!-I showed her a picture of the boys in America in front of hords of screaming girls, and boys.

-Well, that's ehm... nice.-

-Yes, it is.-said my cousin while she was being hypnotised by Harry's curls. Just like I was, and just like millions of other girls were too. I rolled my eyes. 

-Pizza, finally!-I shouted when I saw the waitor carrying a pizza with 20cm in its diameter.

The rest of the evening was suprisingly peaceful. There was only one fight, and between my mom and grandma. But that doesn't really count since they fight 24/7. We didn't have dessert. I don't know if that was because it was already 10 o'clock or because everyone wanted to get out of there.

-Well, it's been nice catching up with everybody, but we really have to go. Harry?!-we exchanged a quick confused look before he said:

-Yeah, we really should be going. Louis should'ave called me already. I'm getting kinda worried.

-Me too. I've gotta call Lou and see if Lux's alright. She had a really bad cold the other day.

-Bye-

-Bye, oh.and Sara!-

-What?-

-Here are the keys. Your stepdad and I are going to Longfield for the night. We gotta go check the house.-

-So Harry and I will be...alone?-

-Yes. Is that a problem?-

-No!- Harry and I said together. He gave me a very exited look. As my mom said she and my stepdad were going to the countryside for the night , my heart skipped a beat. Harry and I will spend the night alone! The last night that happened was when I came to visit him on tour two months ago. And that was, well... It was ''a'' night. But, there were still hundrets of girls in front of the hotel, so that didn't really count as alone. 

-Well, bye-I took the keys out of moms hand and grabbed Harry before heading to the stairs.

-Bye.-he hugged me and we went to the exit of the pizzeria. As we were walking trough town, I looked up. Now, the stars looked just like I was used to, brightly shining over the town. We got home in something less than 40 minutes. As exited we were about spending the night alone, we just didn't want to rush, it was a calm night after all. When we got in front of my house, Harry picked me up and carryed me up the stairs. Again.

-How many times will you do carry me upstairs?-

-I don't know. But I know I will do it after we get married.-when he said that word, I saw a sparkle in his eye and I knew I had one in my eye to.

-Married?-

-Well you do want to get married one day. Right?-

-Ofcourse I do, we just never mentioned marriage. Up 'till now.-this was the first time I've ever felt awkward next to him. Maybe it's because of the whole idea of marriage. I mean, who gets married at 17/18?