Kiss Me Slowly

I was best friends with Niall Horan and was like a little sister to the rest of the boys in One Direction. But that was it. A little sister. That was all he would see me as. He as in the curly haired one. The one with the dimples and the four nipples. He as in the guy I'm in love with.


28. Meeting The Family

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Dylan's POV

"Are you ready Dyl?" Harry asked me as I quickly grabbed my bags.

I nodded. "Let's go meet your family!" I said, trying to hide my nerves. 

He laughed. "You're nervous aren't you?"

I blushed and nodded. 

"Don't worry!" He pulled me into a hug. "They're going to love you! And it's only one day." He smiled and we made our way to his car.

When we were in the car, Harry turned the radio on. Surprisingly, Little Things came on. Harry chuckled and I looked at him. He was smiling as he kept his eyes on road.

"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea" He started singing along with Louis' verse. "Maybe that's the reason you talk in your sleep"

I smiled as I listened to Harry's voice. He sounded amazing as he sang to me. 

"And all those conversations and the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me." He continued singing.

"Harry" I interrupted him.

He turned to look at me. "Yeah babe?"

"I love you" I said quietly. "And I'm really happy that we're here."

He grinned. "I love you too Dyl"


We arrived at Holmes chapel  just as the sun was about to set. We both got out of the car and Harry grabbed our bags before we made our way to the front door. I looked around. It was a very nice and cosy house with a nice gate in front. There was a tree in front and a path that led to the front door.

Harry knocked on the door and almost immediately, it was opened.

"Harry!" A lady hugged him. I assumed it was his mum. She looked like she was in her mid forties and was very pretty.

"Mum!" Harry cried out and hugged her back. "Mum, I want you to meet my girlfriend Dylan, Dylan, this is my mum, Anne Cox."

I smiled and she pulled me in a hug. "Hi Ms Cox" I said and she laughed.

"Please dear, call me Anne."

"Nice to meet you Anne" I smiled.

Harry's mum led us inside. "Harry, why don't you show Dylan your room and you can put your stuff upstairs. Dinner will be ready in a while."

Harry nodded and led me up the stairs to his room. When he entered, he dumped our suitcases on the floor and I looked around.

"Wow Harry" I looked around. "This is such a teenagers room." I laughed as I looked at some of his Coldplay and Robbie Williams posters. "And how are we going to both fit in this single bed?" I asked.

He chuckled. "We can cuddle." He replied and sat on his bed. I climbed onto him. "Sounds like a great idea" I smiled and kissed him. He kissed me back and I ran my hands through his hair as he snaked his hands around my waist.

Soon, we were making out on his bed when the door suddenly opened.

"Oh shit... sorry" 

Harry and I sprung apart to see a girl about Harry's age, standing there. She was obviously his sister. I immediately turned bright red as I got off Harry. He got up as well and coughed. "Uh hey Gemma, this is Dylan my girlfriend."

I held out my hand to shake hers but she looked at it and looked back at Harry again. "Mum says dinner is ready, so you guys should come down." She said before walking out.

I raised my eyebrows at Harry who tried to give me a smile. "Nice girl" I said and we made our way downstairs. When we reached the living room, Harry's stepdad, his mum and Gemma were seated at the table waiting for us.

Anne smiled at us. "Come join us."

"Sorry to keep you waiting." Harry mumbled and we took a seat.

We started eating as Anne introduced me to Robin and started telling me embarrassing childhood stories about Harry. 

"Ok mum, I think Dylan's heard enough." He said, face quite red.

"It's ok" I laughed. "These stories are quite funny babe."

I quickly glanced over at Gemma who was quiet throughout the whole conversation. I felt her staring at me. Why does she hate me so much? What have I ever done?


Harry's POV

After dinner, Dylan helped mum wash up in the kitchen. I made my way into the living room to find Gemma sitting on the couch, on her phone. I joined her.

"What's up Gem?" I asked and she shrugged.

"You know, life's life."

I chuckled. "Ok, why are you giving Dylan such a hard time? She was so scared to meet you guys."

"Please Harry, we all know you're going to come back next time with a different girl." She rolled her eyes at me.

I looked at her. I couldn't believe her. I couldn't believe how rude she was being.

"There's no need to be a bitch Gemma." I snapped stood up. "And you know what, I really love this girl, I really do. So if you're going to be rude, I don't want to talk to you."

I walked off, leaving her speechless behind me.

I walked into the kitchen to see Dylan giggling at something mum was saying. The way she wrinkled her eyes whenever she laughed, she looked so beautiful. I felt so happy that she was here with me and getting along with my mum so well.

"Dyl, I'm going to bed." I said and she spun around to face me. 

"Oh ok Harry, I'll be up in sec." She smiled.

"I was just about to show Dylan a baby photo of you Harry" Mum said to me and walked out of the kitchen.

I made my way to Dylan and put my arms around her waist. She smiled up at me and we stood there for a while when suddenly I felt her grab a bit of cake from a plate on the bench and wipe it on my face.

I looked and her and chuckled as I shook my head. "Oh, you're gonna regret that." I said softly and she giggled. "Really" She said sarcastically.

I quickly grabbed her around the waist and she squealed as I started tickling her. 

"Harry!" She yelled between her laughter. "Stop! Stop!" She grabbed more of the cake and dumped it on my hair.

"Say you're sorry!" I said to her as I continued tickling her.

She gasped through her laughter as she was running out of breath. "Ok ok!" She laughed. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

I let go of her as she continued laughing at my face covered in cake. I chuckled and wiped a bit onto her.

"Harry!" She squealed and was about to grab another bit of cake when we were interrupted by a cough.

I spun around to see my mum and Gemma standing there. Mum shook her head with an amused look on her face.

I cleared my throat. "Uh sorry mum. We kinda made a mess." I looked around to see cake everywhere.

Dylan was next to me, eyes wide open, looking as scared as ever. "I'm so sorry Anne, Harry and I will clean up."

Mum chuckled and made her way to us. "Don't worry cupcake, you both go clean up and go to bed and Gemma will help me clean this mess up."

I took Dylan's hand. "Come on babe." I said softly and we made our way up the stairs.

"Good night Anne, good night Gemma" She smiled at them.

"Night dears" Mum chimed and Gemma just did a half smile.

I let Dylan clean up in the bathroom first before I cleaned off myself. When I entered my bedroom, I saw her wearing one of my t-shirts in bed on her phone. She looked up at me.

"Sorry, I forgot to bring pyjamas so I just borrowed one of your t-shirts" She said to me.

I chuckled. "You look better in it anyways." I said and joined her in bed.

She snuggled up to my chest and took a deep breath. "Thanks for inviting me Harry" She said quietly.

I smiled and kissed her on the forehead. "Don't thank me, my mum loves you already."

She sighed. "But Gemma doesn't, does she?"

I was silent for a moment. "She'll slowly come around Dyl, don't worry. She's just being an overprotective older sister."

Dylan didn't reply. Instead, I could feel her smile against my chest as I soon drifted into a deep sleep.


Gemma's POV

I had a point. I thought there was no use being nice or getting to know Dylan anyways. Soon Harry was just going to introduce another girl. I had nothing against that, it's just I didn't want to become friends with one of Harry's girlfriend when I knew he was going to move on soon.

However, when Harry snapped at me telling me he loved her and the way he talked about her, I knew this time it was different. And when I heard them laughing and squealing in the kitchen, I walked into their food fight, I couldn't help but smile. He looked so happy with her. The way he looked at her, I've never seen him look at a girl like that before.

Maybe I should get to know Dylan, she did seem very sweet and kind. And I knew that Harry really did love her.


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