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.


2. Meeting Harry

Emily's P.O.V.

"Victoria!!!," Anne said as she embraced my mom.

I stood there starstruck again.

"Anne, it's been AGES!!!," my mom said.

"I know! And this must be Emily," Anne said and looked at me.

Mom looked at me too, trying not to laugh.

"Mom you kneeeeeewwwww!!!!," I said.

"Honey how could I tell you that I'm friends with your idols mom?," my mom said.

I just huffed and ran to hug Anne. She laughed with my mom and hugged me tightly.

"Harry should be home soon, why don't you guys get your stuff inside," Anne said and took one suitcase.

"Oh god," I said.

"What?," she asked.

"I ran into Harry at the airport...and acted like a five year old...," I blushed.

"Aw sweetie," Anne giggled, " Don't worry about that."

I looked at her.

"You'll see. Once you guys will get into talking, you'll forget about the whole incident," she smiled.

I felt faint. Harry Styles. I'm talking with his mom. Harry Styles is going to be here soon. Not for an hour, or one day, but three weeks!

"Honey?," mom said, just as I fell to the floor.

"Oh gosh...Victoria I told you to tell her about it earlier so she wouldn't have to take in so much information in all at once," Anne said.

"Yeah...but how was I suppose to say it?," mom asked.

"Never mind, ROBIN!," Anne called out.

"Yes?," I head a male voice.

"Come help me love," she said.

Oh God, Harry's step dad.

Everything went blurry.


I woke up a towel wrapped around my head and I was laying in a bedroom.

I sat up quickly and pulled my phone out of my pocket.

I dialed Jessica's number.

"Jess?," I asked.

"Yes girl? Did Harry ask you out to dinner now?," she giggled.

"More like, I'm actually in his mom's house and he's coming over soon. Turns out my mom best friend is HARRY STYLES MOM!," I said yelling the last part.

"God NO!," she said.

"Hell yeah!," I said.

I heard Jessica drop her phone and scream really loudly.

"Girl shuuushhhh will you?," I giggled.

"OH MY GOD!," she said.

"I know, I know, I know," I said jumping up and down, fixing my hair in front of the mirror.

"What do you know?," a male voice said.

"Oh god...Jess I'll call you back later...bye!," I said hanging up and swirling around to look at my "visitor".


"What I know is that I had to take in a lot of information in the matter of two seconds," I said, smiling at him.

He chuckled and let himself fully in, closing the door behind him.

I blushed a bit.

"So...Emily right? I think we ran into each other at the airport?," he smiled.

"Yes," I said.

"Nice to see you in my house," he winked.

"I didn't knoooowwww," I said.

He chuckled again.

"What's so funny?," I tilted my head sideways.

"Nothing," he smiled.

"I'm fangirling too much aren't I?," I asked.

He shrugged and walked over closer to me.

"I like it," he said winking.

I blushed even more.

"You like making me uncomfortable?," I asked.

He looked me right in my eyes.

"Am I making you uncomfortable?," he asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Well.....no...not really," I said, looking down.

He came over even closer, and lifted my face up.

"Why don't we start this all over? Hi I'm Harry," he said extending his hand out, smiling big.

"Emily," I said and shook his hand, giggling.

Before he could do or say anything else, I hugged him.

He chuckle a bit, but hugged me back tightly.

"Sorry," I said as I let him go.

"For what?," he smiled.

"That was sorta sudden," I said.

"Nah..," he winked.

I blushed again.

"I'll let you settle in a bit. If you need anything my room is behind this wall," he knocked on the wall were the head of my new bed is.

"Okay," I said, smiling.

"Well see you in a little bit."



"Where's my mom?," I asked.

"Downstairs talking with mum," he answered, chuckling a bit.

"Oh, okay," I said.

He smiled and left.

I flopped down on the bed.

Man, oh, man. What is happening?


~ half an hour later~


I hope this won't turn out weird or make me look like a girl that sticks her nose in different places but...

I knocked on Harry's bedroom door.

"Come in," I heard him say.

I creaked the door open to find him on his bed, laying on his stomach, looking at something on his laptop.

"So when you come home, you act like a normal college kid don't you?," I asked, giggling a bit.

He quickly sat up and fixed his hair, which made me blush waaaaaaaaaaayyy to much.

"Hey, uh sorry, I thought you were mum," he said, looking at me.

"Umm, " I looked down at myself, "Do I really look like her?"

Harry laughed.

"You have a good sense of humor," he said.

I blushed even more.

"I like that," he added, smiling.

"Thank you?," I said.

He stood there starring at me, smiling, for like five minutes.

"Uhh....sit down....if you want to," he snapped out of it and patted the bed.

I giggled a little and sat down, and he sat down right next to me.

"So....why did you come over anyway? Was I being noisy?," he winked.

"Nooo," I giggled," I just wanted to sorta...um, apologize for acting stupid at the airport," I said.

"What!? You don't have to apologize for that! And no you weren't stupid!!," he said.

I bit my lip and looked at the floor.

"Hey...," he said and took one of my hands in his, making my heart flutter, "You don't have to feel so.....now how to say this?.....embarrassed?....when you're with me."

"But you're Harry Styles! I mean...you've been my idol for four years now, and my crush," I said, then blushed deeply red.

He smiled, his dimples sticking out.

"Awwwww that's so sweet," he gushed.

I pushed him playfully and he burst out laughing.

"You do act like a five-year-old, when you're out of the spotlight," I said, looking at his eyes.

He nodded. "The only place were the camera's don't follow," he said and spread his arms.

I nodded too.

"HARRY! EMILY! DINNER!," I heard Anne call from downstairs.

"So..., who first reaches the table gets a reward?," Harry winked.

"Oh it's on," I said and took off.

"Hey you're getting a head start!," Harry wined taking after me.

I reached the table first, Harry crashing onto me.

"I win!," I said, spinning around, come a tiny bit too close to his face.

He looked me in the eyes and smiled.

"Children calm down and sit," Anne said laughing.

Harry backed up a bit and sat down, patting the seat next to him. 

I sat down blushing a bit and smiling.

"Mum you never said anything about Mrs. Victoria having a daughter about my age," Harry said, turning to his mom.

"I guess I never saw that need to tell you. You've got so much on your mind right now, that you'd probably forget I even mentioned it," Anne said.

"Well yeah, you're probably right," Harry agreed, and started eating.

"Hungry man," I whispered to him.

He turned to look at me, noodles falling out of his mouth. I burst out laughing.

"Don't tell me you're not hungry," he whispered in a husky tone in my ear.

I blushed again.

"So mum, Mrs. Victoria, would it be okay if Emily and I go out somewhere, like for a walk after dinner?," Harry asked.

"It's okay with me, Vikki?," Anne said.

"It's okay with me too, but be back before midnight please," mom said.

"Okay," Harry said and winked at me.

Hmm. A walk with Harry?

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