Three days had past since I had met Harry's sister, and after much debate and thought, I decided I wanted to move back to the states with Harry. I was Happy as long as I was with Harry.
It was our last day in London, and Harry decided that it would be good that we met up with his family for one last dinner at another fancy restaurant. But of course he didn't care that he was paying the whole bill,as long as his loved ones were happy.
"Are you sure? I mean you were so upset last time, babe" Harry asked, buttoning up the cuff-links on his white shirt. I nodded urgently, shooting him a smile through the mirror as I straightened the last chunk of hair. He grinned.
"I mean, I'm not leaving you any time soon, so I may as well make sure I get on with your sister" I admitted, spinning around on my dressing table stool to face my charming boyfriend. did I mention that he looked fucking hot ?
"I love you" Harry blurted, randomly, before pulling me up from my seat and throwing me on my bed ,leaving me absolutely no time to brace myself for the chunk of muscle landing on top of me.
"Harry!" I whined, trying to hold back my smile as he smothered me with kisses. Every now and again, pulling some of my skin between his teeth.
"But I love you" He mumbled, ignoring my pleas. finally, he backed down but not before giving me one last peck on my lips. He always tasted so good.
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I was very much relieved to see that Gemma was in a better mood than last time. She had a smile on her face, and even acknowledged me when Harry and I walked through the doors of the restaurant hand in hand. The awkwardness was still there, yet it wasn't as palpable.
We were waiting for deserts by the time that I had to excuse myself for the bathroom. I had just finished washing my hands and as I turned toward the towel rack, my shoulder collided into someone.
"Shit, I'm so sorry Gemma" I stuttered. I watched in panic as she blew the strand of hair out of her face.
"No, its fine. I came to talk to you actually" She explained, and I instantly felt my stomach drop. What if she was going to tell me I was no good for Harry? I probably wasn't good enough, but I'm too selfish to admit that to myself or Harry. I looked at my feet bashfully.
"Jesus, don't look so scared." She chuckled light-heartedly. Her bright mood caused my eyes to snap up. Is she okay? I thought she hates me.
"I just wanted to say sorry, for you know, coming off as really bitchy. My brother might have told you the reasoning behind it, but I figured that I should give you a shot considering you don;t even seem like a gold digger."
I stared for a moment,I was really shocked. Really shocked.
"well?" she asked, hoping for a reaction from me. I smiled shyly.
"Wow, I guess I wasn't expecting that. But thank you, and I promise you that I won't leave Harry's side as much as I can help it." I grinned simply because what I said was true. I loved Harry alot.
After hugging - i know?!?!- we bothe headed out with smiles pulled across our faces, already talking about fashion. What can I say? we are girls after all. We didn't even acknowledge the rest of the family who were sat gawking at our sudden change of mood. I heard Harry mutter women under his breath but chose to ignore him as this was the first time in a while that I really got to vent about Harry.
"I hate to break you guys up, but we have a plane to catch" Harry smirked pulling both his sister and I apart who were hugging tightly.
"I'll call you!" Gemma promised pulling me into one last hug before she moved onto her brother. Meanwhile I shared small talk with Mr and Mrs styles right until the point that Harry but the car into drive.
Thankfully, the flight was at night and with a full belly and a tone of social interaction I was absolutely shattered and couldn't wait to crash out on the perfect expensive mattress that was apparently on Harry's jet.
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"Well, my family seems to like you" Harry hummed. rubbing his hand up and down my spine as I curled up with him on the bed. I inhaled his fantastic scent. It must have been a new cologne but I liked it so much more. strong, but not over powering scent of man. yum.
In response, I cuddled into him further, enjoying the amount of time when we had no choice but to cuddle considering that there was no jobs for us to do.
"no doubt they'll be asking when the wedding is" He chuckled. I flinched. A wedding?
It seemed that Harry noticed my sudden state for alarm. I was in no shape to get married. Sure I love Harry and I'm sure i would say yes in a heartbeat. But i wasn't ready.
"Harry-" I began sitting up only to be pulled back down again.
"No babe, I get it. You're not ready. I'm definitely not. But I can't help but look into the future and see you in that white dress with our child. Don't lie and say you've never thought about it because I know you have" He said. The way he just said what he had made me love him so much more. He was like the guy version of me in some respects. He was definitely right. I mean who wouldn't think about settling down with a hunk like Harry? I know for a fact that he would be a great father and I have thought of it on many occasions.
I thought about me and him cooking, in a house just outside of the busy city, so our kids could play in the back yard with the dog, and then one day doing the school run and having family roast dinners on a cold autumn Sunday. I bet the kids would love his cooking, much more than they would mine.
But no body would love him as much as I do.
For once I'm pretty sure he feels the same way.
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