His Mom, My Mom

My mom had a friend since high school. They talk all the time over the phone and text each other. When my mom decided to finally visit her friend in England, I finally realized who it is. Harry Styles' mom.


30. Miami

Emily's P.O.V.

We just touched down in Miami and we were getting a cab.

"So what would you like to do today babe?," Harry asked, as we finally got into the taxi.

"I don't know, that trip was quite tiring. Perhaps go to the beach, or the pool," I said.

Harry nodded and took my hand in his, looking out the window. I studied his face. 

His perfect jawline, the way his curls touched his shoulders, his sunglasses on his head, his eyes that could look straight into your soul, focused on the passing by cars. 

Harry turned to see me starring.

"What are you looking at?," he smiled.

"Nothing," I said, looking out my window.

"Oh I know there's something," he said, squeezing my hand.

I giggled.

"Tell me?," he asked, sticking his lower lip out.

"I was looking at you, sexy pants," I said.

He smirked.

"What's so sexy about me then?," he asked.

"Everything," I said, remembering how I always fangirled about his perfectness.

Harry smiled and wrapped an arm around my shoulders pulling me close to him.

"And you are the most sexiest, cutest, adorable, sweetest, amazing, loving, girl I know. And I love everything about you and I hope you never, ever, change," he said.

"I won't," I said.

He kissed my forehead.

"Marriott Hotel, here we are!," the driver said.

Harry and I got out.

"Thank you sir," Harry said as he payed the driver.

"You're very welcome," the driver said and left us.

We walked into the lobby.

"Hello and welcome!," the front desk lady said.

"Hello, I booked a three night stay here," Harry said, leaning against the counter.

"Name?," the lady said, sticking out her chest towards Harry.

Good Lord, woman. Keep your boobs to yourself. I stood by Harry.

"Harry Styles," Harry said.

"Room 344, floor 5," she said, handing Harry the room keys.

"Thank you," Harry said.

We walked to the elevator.

"Very intimidating," I said.

"What?," Harry asked.

I stuck my chest out to Harry.


Harry burst out laughing.

"Oh Emily," Harry laughed.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the elevator.

"Is that jealousy I see?," Harry asked.

"No. But do women do that to you a lot?," I asked.

"Well I am the 'Ladies Man', aren't I?," Harry said winking.

"Well yeah," I said, looking at the floor.

Harry lifted my face to make me look into his eyes.

"But I'm in love with only one girl. And that girl is you," he said, then kissed me.

We arrived at our room, and Harry opened the door.

My mouth fell open, when I walked in.

There was a beautiful view on Miami beach, there was a hot tub right beside the window. The window was like the whole wall. The bathroom, H-U-G-E, a kitchen, king sized bed, roses in a vase on a piano, and champagne waiting to be drunk (<-that sounds weird).


"Only the best for you," Harry said.

"But I don't need all of this!," I said.

"Em, I'm not going to see you for a whole year. I want to make these moments as memorable as possible," he said, walking up to me, as I looked down on Miami beach.

I turned to him.

"Being with you is memorable enough," I said.

He smiled.

"I just....don't know how to express....how happy I am Harry-"

"You don't have to," Harry interrupted, putting his hand under my chin, lifting my face up.

I looked at him.

"I feel the same way," he said.

I hugged him tightly and he kissed the top of my head.

"I love you so much Harry," I said.

"I love you even more Emily."


I took my bikini out of my suitcase.

"So are we going to the beach or pool?," Harry asked, taking his pants off.

I covered my eyes.

"Babe," he chuckled, "You've seen my fully naked already."

"Right," I said, and uncovered my eyes.

He chuckled.

"I think we'll go to the pool, then walk a bit on the beach. Swimming in the ocean freaks me out, since I feel like a shark or sting-ray will attack me," I said.

"Awe, I'll be there to protect you. But yeah I chose the pool too," Harry said.

I nodded and went to the bathroom to change, did I mention it's huge?

I quickly changed and walked back out to find Harry, flexing his muscles in the mirror.

I giggled quietly.

"No spying missy," Harry said, meeting my eyes in the mirror.

"Oh I wasn't spying Mr. Styles," I said, putting my clothes into the laundry basket.

Harry grabbed my waist and backed me up all the way out of the bathroom, to the bed.

I giggled more.

"I'm sure you were spying on me," Harry said in a husky tone.

"I wasn't! But why wouldn't I anyways? You're so sexy..," I said.

Harry chuckled and smiled, his dimples sticking out.

I played with his curls.

"Shall we go to the pool, Mr. Styles?," I asked.

"In a minute," he said, then pushed me down on the bed.

He kissed my neck finding my sweet spot. I let out a quiet moan.

"What was that I heard?," Harry asked, his breath tickling my neck.

"N-nothing," I said, trying to control my voice, as his hand slid up my leg.

"Oh I heard something....," he said, smirking.

I bit my lip.

Harry quickly slammed his lips to mine, pulling on my lower lip.

I ran my hands down his chest to his abdomen, and played around by his swimming trunks waistband, pulling it downwards slightly.

"Oh...would you like to go there?," Harry asked, chuckling a bit.

I quickly pulled my hands away.

"Maybe later silly," I said.

"E-m-i-ly. We've been through this!," Harry said.

I giggled uncontrollably.

Harry's hand made it's way to my swimming panties, and I felt him slid two fingers in me.

I gasped and arched my back. He curled his fingers inside of me.

"Har-r-r-ryyyy," I moaned.

"Now I can punish you for calling me that," he whispered in a husky tone, pulling his fingers out.

"I don't mind punishments like that," I said smirking.

Harry raised an eyebrow, and smirked too.

"My naughty girl," Harry chuckled.

"Only naughty for you," I said, wrapping my arms around his neck.

He smiled big.

"So...pool time?," I asked.

He nodded and got up, helping me up too.

We found our towels. I put on one of Harry's big shirts over me.

"Ready to go?," Harry asked.

I looked around.

"Yes," I said, turning to him.

He reach his hand out. I quickly took it and we went to the elevator.

"We have to pass by Mrs. Boob lady," Harry said.

I giggled, and walked around the elevator with my chest stuck out.

Harry laughed.

We reach the lobby.

Harry winked a bit and then turned to the front desk boob lady.

"Excuse me?," Harry asked.

"Yes?," she said, then looked up at Harry, right away sticking her chest out.

Harry cleared his throat, choking back a laugh.

"Which way to the pool?," he asked.

"Down the left corridor to your right," she said.

"Thank you," Harry said, and took my hand in his walking to the left corridor.

The pool was outside, so once we were out, we both burst out laughing.

"She's definitely trying to get your attention, Mr. Ladies Man," I said.

"Oh I know," Harry laughed.

We made our way to the pool place and found a nice shady spot under an umbrella.

Harry quickly jumped into the water. I giggled and took the shirt off, sitting down by the pools edge, and putting my legs into the water. I faced my face to the sun.

I freaked out when I felt a pair of cold hands coming up my legs, and a smirking face, with emerald eyes, come out of the water.

"HARRY!," I screamed.

He chuckled.

"It's not funny," I said, crossing my arms on my chest.

"Sorry baby, but your legs are so sexy," he said, placing his head in my lap, while his hands slid up and down my legs.

I ran my fingers through his wet hair.

"Come on in babe, the water is so nice," Harry said.

"Make me," I said.

Why Em? Why did you say that. 

Harry pulled me right into the water, all the way under.

I came up spitting water out and gasping for air.

"STYLES!," I yelled. 

He grinned and swam away.

I quickly went under water and follow, grabbing his foot, pulling him under.

He came out this time, gasping for air.

"Serves you right  silly," I said.

Harry put on a 'oh-you're-in-trouble-now-missy'.

I quickly swam away, Harry close behind.

I shrieked when he caught me, making some people look our way.

"OMG! HARRY STYLES!?," someone yelled.

Harry looked at me and rolled his eyes.

"Can I please have your autograph?," a girl asked.

"Sure!," Harry said, planting a smile on.

He quickly signed.

"And could we get a picture please?," she asked.

"Yes, but if you promise not to post it anywhere until our touring starts again. I don't want the paps finding out were I am," Harry said.

"Okay," she said.

They quickly took a photo and the girl went back to her place. Harry turned to me.

"Where were we?," he asked smirking.

"No where Styles," I said.

"Oh we were somewhere," he said, putting his hands on my waist, under the water.

He pushed me up against the pool wall.

"Harry, there's people here," I said.

"So...no one knows whats going down under the water. And I have to punish you," he said.

With that he slid two fingers in me.

"Harrrrryyy," I gasped.

He pumped his fingers in and out.

I moaned.

He curled his fingers, and I gave out a little scream. Quickly he slammed his lips to mine. 

Some people aww'd. But no one knew Harry's fingers were bringing me to my breaking point, under the water.

"Haz, I'm closeee," I whispered.

"Then come baby," he whispered in a husky tone back.

"I-in the wat-t-ter?," I asked.

"No one knows..," he whispered, kissing my neck.

He pumped his fingers faster in me.

I quickly made him put his lips on mine, so I couldn't scream or anything.

He curled his fingers again and pumped in and out.

I felt a familiar sensation in my stomach and I came.

Harry pushed me harder against the wall, and kissed me with lust and passion.

I pushed him back a little so I could catch my breath.

"See, you came. In the water," Harry smirked.

 I rolled my eyes, and he chuckled, kissing me again.




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