This series is coming along rather nicely and I’m in love with with whats to come! Feedback is appreciated! Please be kind! x
Many times in your life, you had played the roll of the girlfriend. Many times in your life you had dressed up nice to impress his family. The common theme behind all of those meetings was, you were nervous. All those times you had been introduced to the family as the girlfriend, you had been scared out of your mind.
On this day, you were more than just nervous. You had been sick a few times just thinking about what was to come that day.
Caroline had soothed you numerous times on the edge of the tub that morning as you tried to calm your nerves. Never, in your entire existence, had you actually worried yourself sick. But today, however, you did.
“Why do I have to do this? Why can’t they just come here? Why can’t he just show them a nice picture of me and be done with it?” You groaned.
“Y/n, you’ve been dating for 5 months now, it’s time you meet his parents. I’ve met them and his sister, and they’re wonderful.” She smiled.
“Yeah, but you weren’t introduced as the girlfriend, you were just a friend.”
You stared out the window watching the breeze blow through the trees as you waited for Harry to arrive. Your stomach twisting into knots as scenarios played over and over in your head.
After waiting for a few minutes, Harry’s car pulled up in the driveway of the apartment. You watched him switch the car off and step out as he placed his keys in his pocket and walked toward the front door.
“Caroline. He’s here.” You breathed.
Caroline gave you a warm smile as she got up to answer the door.
“Hi Harry! Come on in!”
As Harry stepped inside the apartment, you turned your head to meet his eyes locked on you, a smirk on his face.
“Are you ready?” He smiled.
You nodded in response and grabbed your purse. You walked around the coffee table and in front of him. He reached out and pulled you into a hug as Caroline waited patiently by the door.
“Have fun you two! Enjoy your trip up there!” She smiled.
As the two of you walked out the door, Caroline grabbed Harry by the arm.
“She’s a bit nervous Harry. Threw up three times this morning. Please make her feel better.” She whispered.
Harry escorted you out of the apartment and into the car.
“I’m excited for today Bug, you’ll finally get to see where I grew up!”
You nodded as you kept your gaze out the window, watching the trees and houses pass by.. You didn’t want to say much. You couldn’t. Your tongue was heavy and you felt as if you would be sick again.
“Bug, what’s wrong?” Harry mumbled, placing his hand to your thigh.
“Nothing,” you whispered, “I’m okay.”
“You seem a bit off though. ‘S the matter?”
You let out a huff as Harry pressed you to tell him what was wrong.
“I’m nervous, okay? I’m nervous. I’ve gotten sick three times today just thinking about this and I’ll probably get sick again.”
Harry’s gaze switched from you back to the road a few times. His eyebrows furrowed in concern.
“Don’t be nervous okay? They’re excited to meet you. Mum’s been calling me for weeks wanting to know when she’d get to meet you.” He chuckled.
You kept your stare out the window, not knowing what to say next.
“What if they don’t like me? What if they think my personality is shit.” You panicked.
“Baby, I promise you, they won’t think badly of you. They’ll love you.” He smiled, grabbing your hand and squeezing it reassuringly.
Harry unloaded your bags out of the car as you gathered the cookies you’d made that morning.
As you walked around to the boot of the car to take anything that Harry couldn’t carry, a soft yet sweet voiced perked up behind you.
“There’s my sweet boy!”
You and Harry both looked up from the car to find, what could only be his mother, standing on the other side with a huge smile on her face.
“Oh, darling, I’ve missed you so much!” She smiled.
“Hi, mummy.” Harry smiled back, dropping the bags and meeting her halfway around the car.
You stood there awkwardly holding your cookies as they talked. Soon, Anne’s eyes cut to you and she smiled.
“Come meet her, mum.” Harry whispered. Anne nodded as she walked with Harry back to where you were standing.
“Hello, sweetheart. It’s so lovely to finally meet you. I’m Anne. Harry’s told me a lot about you!” She smiled as she brought you in for a soft hug.
“I hope it was good things,” you chuckled.
“Oh don’t worry. He’s said nothing but good things about you dear. He never stops!” She laughed. Your cheeks flushed a slight pink color as your eyes met Harry, who’s face reflected yours. Pink cheeks and a slight smirk on his lips.
“Oh! I see you brought cookies! Let me take those and get them inside! You two unload the car and make yourselves at home! Robin and Gemma are just inside watching the footie match.” She smiled, grabbing the cookies from your hands and walking back into the house.
You and Harry grabbed your bags and headed into the house where you found his step-dad and sister sitting on the sofa yelling at the television.
You couldn’t help but laugh at them. You’d never watched a football match before in your life but you could tell his family was into it.
“Robin, Gemma,” Harry smiled.
“Harry, lad, welcome home.” Robin smiled, standing from his place on the sofa.
“Hi, brother.” Gemma smiled.
“Who’s this?” Robin asked. Harry directed his gaze down at you and smiled.
“This is Y/n, my girlfriend.” He smiled. The word never settled right with you. The word girlfriend just made the butterflies in your tummy run even more wild.
Gemma rushed over and gave you a hug. “It’s nice to meet you. I’m Gemma, I’m sure soon we will have time to talk later on. I’ll give you all the dirt I’ve got on him.” She giggled.
“Gemma, I don’t think that’s necessary.” Harry grumbled.
Harry grabbed your empty hand and showed you up the stairs to the bedroom.
“I’m sleeping in here?” You asked. You made the connection that this must have been Harry’s childhood bedroom when he was growing up. The sheets were a light gray color and the duvet was navy.
“Mum has the guest room set up for you, but I thought maybe we could just share?”
You looked around the room and then met Harry’s eyes as they studied your face.
“Do you not want to?”
“Will she get mad? I don’t want her to think I’m trashy for sleeping in the same bed as you.”
“She won’t think that babe, she knows we’re adults. She was doing the same thing at our age. She won’t care.” He whispered rubbing his hands up and down your shoulders.
“It’s not like we’re gon’a be havin’ sex and all that. We talked about that. Said we’d wait a while.” He smiled.
You nodded softly. He was right. It wasn’t the first time the two of you had shared a bed. He’d spent many nights over at the apartment that you and Caroline shared, and the same went for you. You’d spent nights at his apartment too.
He knew how you felt about a possible intimate moment occurring, he’d promised you he would wait for you to be ready and be comfortable enough for it to happen.
“Dinner is ready!” Anne yelled throughout the house. Harry placed a kiss to your forehead and smiled.
“Everything is going to be okay. Just stick with me. I won’t let them overwhelm you too much,” he winked.
As everyone had gathered around the dinner table, Anne had asked you a few questions. Where you were from, what brought you to the UK and what your occupation was.
Gemma had shared many embarrassing stories about her brother as any sister would do, with the intentions of embarrassing him. Needless to say, it worked and she was proud.
Robin had asked you a few questions as well, and Harry’s hand resting on your inner thigh under the table, kept your nerves in place the whole time.
Caroline was right. His family truly was wonderful. You had figured out just who he’d gotten his kind heart from and his charm. You could also tell that even though Robin was not his biological father, he’d taught Harry a lot about women and respect and kindness.
After dinner was over and the cookies you’d brought had all be devoured, everyone was finally settling to bed.
You laid on the bed as Harry finished up in the bathroom and shut the door behind him. He crawled into the bed next to you and wrapped his arm around you.
You caught his eyes staring at you as a smile crept onto his face.
“You did great tonight, Bug. I think they love you.” He whispered, pushing the stray hairs from your face.
“I love you,” He whispered. Your eyes grew wide at his words.
“Yes. So much,” He whispered.
A smile crept onto your lips as his cheeks turned pink. You had never told each other that before. You had known for 5 months that Harry really liked you but… not love. Hearing him say it was totally unexpected.
“Do you love me?” He panicked.
“Yes, I do.” you whispered.
Harry smiled and strained his neck to kiss you. His lips molding perfectly with yours. As he pulled away, you could tell he was about to say something.
“Do you know what I was thinking that night I met you at Grimmy’s party? The butterflies were unreal after you and Caroline left,” he laughed, “and all I could think about after that night, was you.”
“Yeah. I knew that night that, if I didn’t put myself out there and ask to see you again, then none of this would have happened.” he smiled, tucking your hair behind your ear.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. And, if you’ll let me, I’ll try my hardest to be there for you always, and I promise to be the best boyfriend I can be for you. I want to keep you happy, spoil you, be your shoulder to cry on when you’re having a rough day. I hope you’ll allow me to stay around long enough to show you that I can be exactly that and more, darling.”
“You’re already the best,” you smiled. “I love you, Harry. With all my heart.”
So probably its obvious that I’m getting swept away by louis/harry (larry stylinson) and though I’m not sorry I do want people to let me know if i can tag those posts to increase your dash comfort. I am pretty good at tagging things when necessary. Currently I’m taggjng 1d, band member names (first & last), and ship name pretty regularly. Lmk if you need anything else tagged!
Also yes, I am talking about real people who i really believe are in an actual honest to god relationship, so if that bothers you please lmk what you want those kinds of posts tagged as for blacklist purposes.
I will still be posting all my usual stuff: queer, femme, johnlock, martin freeman, femslash, some politics, tv, mcu, ummm…all of that. But I’m really falling HARD for harry & louis (and honestly niall, the precious bab). So… just giving y'all a chance to nope out w/o feeling like you need to unfollow me.
tl;dr: do you need me to do any specific tagging for 1d and related ships? Ask box &replies are open!