I'm not going to be that one author wwho's all like oh five vote for the next chapter, no, I hate those haha, I'm not one.
Harry wore a gray beanie on his dark hair, pretty much his usual getup. I was wearing pretty much the same thing. Except for the part where we were matching shoes. We walked outside and Harry locked the door behind us, both of us shivering.
"when we move for a permanent flat, we're moving some place warmer." I looked at Harry causing him to blush,
"I mean you know if we do." I smiled and looked at the ground. it's nice to know I'm not the only one who has those thoughts.
"Are you ready? A vacation up with the mom?" I nodded.
"Hopefully she likes me." Harry but his lip.
"yeah I hope so too." the way he said that made me exceptionally nervous, there was a large possibility that they could not like me. Just don't be weird. who am I kidding, weird is me? I can't go and walk around the house and not see something and not shout oh my god it's Castiel. Like no that's just not me. Harry decided to change the topic.
"So Betthany remembering anything?" I shook my head.
"Though she told me they kissed." Harry's brows raised in surprise .
"Really?" I nodded.
"Apparently she was just feeling like he was a best friend roommate thing ya know, and then he went all fabio and kissed her and said do roommates do that? Then she like let out a gasp because she remembered her last match Niall was there." Harry was laughing hard.
"what... what?" he took in a deep breath.
"Fabio really?" I gave an ashamed smile.
"He's not that bad?" Harry rolled his eyes.
Thankfully we were staying in a nice hotel, not at his moms place. I sat the suit case down, actually more or less kinda dropped it.
"Damn Sarah are you okay?" Harry said picking it back up for me.
"Sorry." I walked into the hotel bath room and took out my eyeliner, I was barely touching my waterline.
"Um Sarah if you're that nervous then just say so." Harry was leaning into the bathroom.
"Your hand is shaking so bad." I threw down the pencil and threw myself into Harry's arms.
"what if she doesn't like me? what if she thinks I'm just using you, what if she thinks I'm like a slut." Harry grabbed my chin.
"shhh all these what if's, those are all negative. What about what if she loves you, what if she thinks that you're madly in love with me." I smiled.
"Or she feels sorry for me, falling in love with someone like you." he pretended to be hurt.
"like me?" I shook my head and smiled.
"come on love lets go meet my mommy!" he shouted as we ran down the hotel hallway, like children.
I smoothed my dress down, it wasn't fancy but it was mature. It was this peachy coral color and it was lace on the top but the rest was not see through, it was a nice dress that I paired with some heels. Harry knocked and I stared at my shaking hands. Harry took them into his.
"I promise she-" the door opened, a woman stood in the door.
"Harry, Sarah, come on in." I felt embarrassed Harry led me into the house and pointed to the couch as I sat down Harry threw his arms around the woman.
"Mom it's nice to see you." she smiled, the crowd feet evident around her eyes but they showed her years of smiling.
"Its nice to see you too my boy, now who is this lovely girl that you've brought home." I blushed, standing up I went to shake her hand but she actually hugged me.
"Its nice of you to be a part of this family. I've heard so much! seen so much, heard so much." I felt my face fall, I haven't down anything.
"so how long has your hair been pink?" I looked at the ends of my hair.
"well it was pink and purple but faded." she smiled as I set the plate on the table. I walked back into the kitchen and his mom pulled me into a little room.
"you like Harry right?" I nodded raising a brow.
"Do you love him." I nodded, she smiled. "I know I can see it just by this past hour I've seen of you and him, your eyes sparkle just at the mention of his name. I've always been so scared that he's going to fall in love with the wrong girl and she's only going to marry him for the money." she grabbed my hands.
"But you're different I feel it." I smiled and gave her hands a squeeze.
"Mom? Sarah." we both back in Harry raise a brow at me I just walked over and wrapped both my hands around his waist. He kissed my cheek and whispered
"I love you." causing me to blush as he pulled my chair out for me.
"Your moms nice its your sister I'm scared off." He chuckled and took hand full of my wet hair and smelt it.
"Smells good." I rolled my eyes.
"Harry you're weird." he chuckled and snuggled into the crook of my neck.
"Night babe love you." I closed my eyes.
"love you too."
Today I wore my hair loosely curled and some khaki skinny jeans, a navy blazer and a white camisole.
"you look cute." Harry said as I walked into the little kitchenette. I looked at his outfit, a similar one to mine. A blazer and kakis and the white converse.
"copying me?" he said, rolling my eyes i said.
"I was up first, but i'll change if you want me too." he shrugged and took me into a big hug.
"I think it looks better on you than me." I smiled.
" Really?" he nodded. After breakfast we headed out in town harry showed me his favorite places and we met up with his sister and her husband.
"So you're sarah god harry never shuts up about you." I looked down at the floor as if it was a bad thing.
"Oh honey don't be ashamed of that, it's a compliment." I looked up to see her smiling. Harry gives my hand a squeeze.
"so how're you guys doing?" Harry asks. she smiles.
"Good good cant wait till January." Harry smiled and nodded, I was confused.
"why what happenes in January." Harry face palms and his sister throws her hands up.
"you didn't tell her ever did you?" Harry shook his head.
"Gemma's pregnant she's due in January." I felt my jaw drop. how did I not notice maybe it was because of all the layers she was wearing.
"you must be tiny I didn't notice." she shrugged.
"yeah that's what the doctor said but oh well." I couldn't help but notice the way her eyes sparkled as she talked about the baby.
"Do you want kids?" I stared at my plate.
"yeah I do I'm really good with them." Gemma gave an approving nod. I looked put of the corner of my eye to see Harry's face, I didn't want to turn. He was smiling at me, kind of looked like he was day dreaming.
Thanksgiving dinner was wonderful with Harry's family, Gemma was wearing this gray turtle neck that showed her round belly which was really cute. I was going to miss the little town but I'd be glad to be going to be London. I'd missed the cats, even though there was only two.
I sat my bag down on the floor and took my jackets off.
"what are you making me for dinner?" I asked sauntering into the kitchen, I hoped up onto the counter. Harry raised a brow and rested his head on my shoulder.
"Hey I'm just as tired as you are." he chuckled and scooped me up. I didn't object, he gently set me down in our bed and threw the duvet over us, he wrapped his arms around me and soon I fell asleep.
Well I'm tired from writing this chapter it made me sleepy phew... - ßetthāny