“Sure Elizabeth, make sure you are home by nine.” He says. We pull up to Harry’s house
“I will daddy, don’t worry.” I give him a kiss on the cheek, grabbed my backpack, and gracefully climbed out of the car in which Harry held the door open for me, being a gentleman. I followed him up the driveway, and Harry paused at the door looking at me. “What?” I asked him.
“Your dad is pretty cool” he tells me.
Yeah we are really close, although he can be very over protective. “We walked through the front door, and I removed my shoes as to not track dirt through the pristine house Mrs. Styles kept.
“Mom, I’m home!” Harry yelled. We walked towards the kitchen where the most delicious aroma wafted out in the air. “ Liz and I are going upstairs to do homework. Is it alright if she stays for dinner?”
“Sure. Hi, honey, I’m Anne, Harry’s mother.” She addresses me and puts her hand out for me to shake. I take it and introduce myself, then follow Harry upstairs and start homework.
We begin with English, and quickly moved through that and got to Algebra II homework. Harry didn’t understand the quadratic formula, so I said to him. “Harry, it’s simple. It might help to sing it to row, row, row your boat.”
“ Alright I’ll give it a go. . That might help me to remember it. Thanks Liz.” He said. We finished our homework, and he started quizzing me on vocabulary. He leaned towards me as if to lean in for a kiss, when his mother yelled up that dinner was ready.
When everyone was seated, I prayed: “Father in heaven, Bless the food we are about to eat, Bless this house, This family and all your Children around the world that are less fortunate than we are. May you hold them all in the palm of your hand. Amen”
As I finished the Styles’ looked at me as if I had five heads, but Anne quickly composed herself, and said, “That was a beautiful prayer.”
“Thank you.” I said, then started eating. Over supper, I heard many embarrassing stories about Harry.
Over the next few years, Harry and I grew close, almost as close as best friends. We spent a lot of time at each other’s houses and spent a lot of the weekend hanging out with each other. Harry went to mass with me, and passed his classes with flying colors. Harry made sure I wasn’t ridiculed, and protected me from very mean girls that I encountered. One day, Harry asked me, out of nowhere “Liz, you are absolutely beautiful, and as graceful as a swan. Will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?” I was a little taken aback by this sudden declaration of emotions.
“Yes, Harry, but I have to tell you something I have never told anyone.” Harry looked worried, but told me he promised he wouldn’t tell a soul. “Harry I am an angel of god.” I told him my whole story and watched as his facial expression changed. I was worried he wouldn’t want to date me after he knew. I truly loved him, and he surprised me when he laughed.
“I wouldn’t care if you were the Loche Ness Monster in disguise. It makes you unique and beautiful. I will always love you Elizabeth, don’t forget that.”
I won’t Harry, because I love you too.” He leaned in and kissed me. It was perfect, full of love and hope. I could feel the fireworks going off, and I never wanted the kiss to end, but it did. From then on we were inseparable, and I gave him the hope to go on to X-Factor, and get into the band One Direction. Harry asked God for one favor, which was to remain with me, so he became an angel as well so we can live out that dream of his.