"Baby," Harry whispers. "Time to get up baby," he says kissing my face.
"Harry," I giggle turning my head from him to avoid the kisses but fail.
"Nope you get a bunch of morning kisses," he chuckles still kissing my face and finally my lips. "Good morning."
"Morning," I smile up at him. "What are our plans for today?"
"Well I have a meeting that me and the boys have to get to so I was thinking that you could go to lunch with my mum and sister today."
"Do I have a choice?" I chuckle.
"Do you not want to have lunch with my mum and sister?" He asks and I hear the hurt in his voice even thought his face stays the same.
"It's not that. I do. I want to get to know them too. I'm just nervous that they won't like me and that'll make you stop liking me and then all of this will end..." I trail off.
"Babe," Harry covers my mouth. "Shut up. They will love you. I know they will," he says uncovering my mouth.
"I know but it still make me nervous. They're really important to you."
"And you're important to me too," he smiles and kisses my nose. "Now go get dressed for lunch."
I smile at him and give him a quick kiss before going to the spare room where my clothes are. I look at the clock and it's already noon. We slept in and I didn't wake up once during the night. Well that's a first. I get dressed in a pair of dark blue jeans, a white undershirt with a black lace shirt and a black cardigan then I put on my grey leather faux boots. I put my hair up in a sock bun and put on some coverup, mascara and blush. I look at myself on the mirror and I look okay. I don't really add much color to my outfits, they just don't really work out well with my curvy body. I can already see the titles of articles that are bound to come out about this; "Harry Styles seem with mystery girl bigger than other girls he's dated!" Okay that's probably not exactly what they're gonna say but it's close enough. He's always been connected to models and not just any models, Victoria's Secret models. That's a self esteem drop right there. But he keeps telling me that I'm what he wants and after yesterday's make out session I know that he wants me.
"Ready babe?" Harry asks snapping me back to reality as he walks over to me and wraps his arms me from behind. "You look beautiful," he whispers ahs isn't my neck before giving it a kiss.
"Thank you," I blush and turn around wrapping my arms around his neck.
"Ready for you lunch date?"
"Yeah," I smile. "Nervous but I'm ready."
"You'll do fine. Just be yourself," he says as he we go downstairs and grab our jackets before going to his car. He helps me in then gets in and starts driving holding my hand.
"Wait! I didn't tell stephy I was staying!"
"I already told her," he chuckles. "Calm down. I covered it."
"Okay," I breathe a sigh of relief. "Wait you told her?"
"Yeah I called Zayn and she answered the phone."
"Oh okay. I thought you had her number or something," I say.
"I'm not that close with your family yet babe," he smiles and kisses the back of my hand as he pulls up in front of a little diner. "Gemma and my mum should already be inside. Do you want me to walk you in?"
"No it's okay. I don't want you to be late for your meeting," I say and lean over to kiss his cheek. "Are you gonna come see us when you're done?"
"Yeah I should be like an hour and a half tops," he smiles. "Have fun. I'll text you when I'm on my way."
"Okay. Have fun," I say as I get out.
"Hate to see you go but love to watch you leave," Harry tells from the window.
"That was corny," I laugh as I go inside and he drives away.
I go into the diner and look around seeing Gemma and a lady that's older but still beautiful with long, black hair and the same bone structure as Harry and Gemma.
"Sara!" Gemma calls out and waves me over. I walk over and she gives me a hug. "I'm so glad you stayed. Sara this is our mum, Anne."
"Hi it's really nice to meet you," I smile at her.
"It's lovely to meet you too dear," she says as she stands and gives me a hug as well.
So far so good.
"Sit down," Gemma says as she pulls me down next to her in the booth. "We just got here so we didn't order anything."
"Okay. That's good," I say as I look through the menu.
"So Harry says that you work in center city Philadelphia?" Anne asks.
"Yeah," I smile at her. "In a law firm. Just putting away papers and scheduling meetings and court dates for the lawyers."
"That's pretty interesting. Any important cases come into the office?"
"Not really. It would be exciting if something did," I chuckle.
"What about school?" Gemma asks.
"Um... I took a couple years off. I had stuff going on," I stutter not really sure how to explain that I set a cabin on fire and killed my boyfriend and my friends along with a guy that tried to tape me.
"Yes. Harry told us that you were in a house fire and your friends died. I'm terribly sorry about that love," Anne says and I look down.
"Thank you. It's okay. I'm okay," I tell her. I'm a little mad that Harry just told them something so personal about me. I didn't even tell him till last night.
"Oh no did we say something wrong?" Gemma asks.
"No. I just didn't know Harry told people about what happened to me."
"Was he no suppose to? He told us not to say anything," Gemma tells me.
"No it's fine," I smile slightly.
We eat and talk about embarrassing moments in Harry's life for the remainder of the time making everyone laugh. By the time got there I felt comfortable around his sister and mom. They're so nice and caring and I can tell that Harry means the world to them just as much as they mean the world to him.
"I think it's time for us to go home. What do you think love?" He asks after a couple of hours of hanging out with his mom and sister.
"Yeah. All the laughing made me tired," I chuckle as we stand up and out our jackets on. We hug Anne and Gemma and promise to do this again before we venture out in the cold of January to his car. He helps me in them gets in and starts driving home.
"Did you have fun?" He smiles over at me.
"Of course. I didn't know that you told your family about me."
"Of course I told them about you. You're important to me," he says not understanding what I mean.
"I mean about the cabin Harry."
"They brought that up?" He asks and I simply nod. "I asked them not too."
"That's not the point. You shouldn't of told them. That's something extremely personal. It took me this long to tell you and your family knew before even meeting me."
"So you're mad at me," he states.
"Obviously. You can't just go around telling people's personal information. Would you like it if I told people that you snore or that you get turned on easily? No because that's private."
"Oi! I don't get turned on easily," he says.
"Not according to last night."
"It would help if my girlfriend wasn't so damn sexy. Now I only told Gemma and my mum because I tell them everything. I'm sorry and I won't do it again."
"Okay," I say as I look out the window still a little mad.
"Still mad?"
"Yup."
"Great."
