I decided to skip classes Wednesday since Harry was here; I didn’t have an
exam until next week so I didn’t care.
After our encounter with the paparazzi we had before and after dinner last night, I just wanted some alone time with him.
I ran my finger tips down the side of his naked body and blushed thinking about
the incredible night we had after dinner.
Harry slowly stirred, “No class?” He mumbled as he pulled me closer
to him, eyes still closed.
“I didn’t want to go today, I don’t mind skipping for you.” I
kissed his chin.
“Mmmmk give me 10 more minutes baby, then we can do whatever you
want.” He mumbled again and drifted back to sleep.
I wrapped my arms around him and laid there thinking about the conversation we
had at dinner.
“You want to officially announce we’re dating?” Harry leaned in closer to me. He decided to sit next to me, instead of across.
“I don’t know… It’s just a thought. Maybe it’s the frustration getting
to me.” I looked down at my hands in my lap.
“But what about your parents?” He wondered.
I looked up into his eyes, “I already told them we’re together.”
“What? Really? When?” His eyes widened with each question.
“Monday… They came here to talk to me.”
“How did they react?” He placed his arms on the table.
“I had already told my mom when we were in L.A. but my dad was angry at
first, now he’s accepted it, sort of… still isn’t happy.”
“Oh. I see.” He frowned.
“What about your parents…?”
“My sister and mum know. Haven’t had a chance to see my dad yet, he’s
going to visit me in Australia, so I’ll tell him then.” He took a drink of
“You don’t have too…”
“I want to tell him love but I don’t think we should go public
yet…” He wiped the sides of his lips with his thumb and finger.
“Yeah? It was silly of me to say it out loud,” I bit my lip.
“No it’s not silly, it’s just that right now you’re already getting a lot
of attention and we haven’t even said anything; once we go public it’s going to
be non-stop. Eleanor, Sophia and Perrie went through it for a while, it finally
calmed down not even a year ago… I just need you to be ready for all of
“You’re right… I don’t think I am.” I shook my head.
I lightly kiss Harry on the cheek and slipped out of his arms to grab my phone.
I checked my messages to see that Louis and Eleanor had texted me last night, and replied.
Louis: What time is your flight getting in Saturday? Is Madeline and Oliver
coming too? Me: My flight gets in at 3 in the afternoon and yes they are coming too!
Eleanor: Hey! What are you getting Harry for his birthday? Me: I HAVE NO IDEA. He’s here until tomorrow night so I can’t shop, plus it’s
been snowing like crazy here… So I’ll probably spend all day Friday scouring NYC for a perfect gift :(
It was still really early in California, so I knew they weren’t going to reply
for a few hours so decided to check my social media apps while I let Harry sleep a bit more.
I scrolled through Twitter to see that #HarrysInNYC was indeed a trend. I
chuckled as I saw pictures of me and Harry and read tweets from One
Directioners freaking out. It was funny because five months ago, it would’ve been Madeline and I freaking out that Harry was in New York.
Apparently the fandom had figured out my personal Twitter, Instagram and
Facebook and my follow count had skyrocketed within the last month. I had maybe
three pictures with the guys on my Instagram and they went completely insane.
I chuckled and shook my head as I read someone’s caption of a picture of Harry from last night
that Madeline had retweeted.
HARRY STYLES LOOKS SO PERFECT! WHY DID HE RUIN MY LIFE? #HarrysInNYC
I heard Harry yawn as he woke up, I glanced up to check the time, 30 minutes had already passed.
He rolled over to my side of the bed and kissed my cheek, “Good morning
“Good morning,” I turned my head and kissed his lips.
“What’s so funny?” He stretched his arms and legs out and the bed
sheet had fallen down to his waist to reveal his tattooed body.
“Apparently your good looks can ruin people’s lives.”
“Oh really now? Has it ruined yours yet?” He winked.
“Nah, you’re alright.” I teased as I set my phone down.
“Just alright? Well I guess that’s better than nothing, I’m honestly just a
6 out of 10.”
“Yeah 6 sounds about right.” I joked again, he was more like a 100 out of
10 to me ever since I’d fallen in love with him.
He quickly rolled over on top of me and kissed me passionately.
Harry pulled away and looked me in the eyes, “You’ve ruined me Y/N.”
I had to catch my breath, “I- I ruined you?” I blinked up at him.
“Yes. I am completely ruined by you, you’re the only thing on my mind all
day, every day.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I blurted out, “Did I… shot you out of
I felt like an idiot after I said it.
“Yes, you’re my kryptonite,” he replied with a huge grin.
We both bursted into laughter immediately.
“I love you too Harry,” I said after I calmed down.
After we showered and got dressed, he wanted to cook breakfast together.
“Hey so can I see your studio?” He asked as we ate.
I realized that I had never actually showed Harry my studio.
“Sure?” I shrugged as I took a sip of my coffee.
“Well the only time I’ve been in there, it was dark and plus my attention
was on you…”
I just nodded since I had a mouthful of toast.
“Can I request a song?” He stuck his tongue out and raised his
“What-” I nearly choked on my food.
“Please?” He pouted.
I took a drink of coffee to wash down my food.
“What song?“ I grabbed a napkin and wiped my mouth.
“Well band, but you can pick the song.“
“Who?” I picked up my plate and put it in the sink and he followed.
“The 1975.” He grinned.
I smiled at him, I actually loved that band and already knew a bunch of their
I drank some more coffee to wash down my food then grabbed his hand,
I lead him into my studio; I turned on my PC, the sound system and the
recording system, explaining to him what everything was in the sound booth.
I pulled him into the recording area and grabbed my black guitar that was
hanging on the wall. I sat down on the couch and he next to me. I had already
written a mash-up of Chocolate and Robbers but I had never sang it for anyone.
I started playing and singing for Harry and I saw a huge smile spread across
his face. He stood up and got really excited when he heard the two songs mixed
“Holy shit! I love it!” He jumped around like a kid.
I chuckled, “Good!”
“Baby, you’re so amazing.” He kissed my cheek, “Why haven’t you
ever uploaded this cover?”
“I really don’t know, but if you really like the mashup, I can record
it and post it.”
“I absolutely love it! Niall and Louis are going to lose it!”
Harry leaned in and kissed me again.
I broke the kiss and handed him my guitar, “I want us to record Free
“Yes please! We sounded really good together yesterday.” I smiled at
him as I adjusted the microphone in front of him, pulled up a second microphone
and plugged the guitar in.
Harry and I spent about two hours practicing and recording; we kept laughing
and joking around so much that it took a while. We kept having to stop and
start over cause we would make each other laugh during different takes.
When we finished, I laid on top of him on the couch, listening to our cover
playing throughout the room.
“I love your voice.” He said as he tucked my hair behind my ear.
“Thank you, I’m quite smitten with yours as well.“
“I’m going to miss you so much when I’m on tour.” He sighed and ran
his fingers through my hair as I rested my head on his chest.
“I’m going to miss you too.”
“Can you just please come with me?” He pouted.
“I wish I could… but not until the summer.“
"Wait, you would really come on tour when your semester ends in May?” He looked at me.
I lifted my head and looked at him, “I mean, if you… want me too?”
"IF? I would love for you too!” He wrapped his arms around me and
pulled my face closer to his, his hands laced in my hair as he kissed me.
Minutes later we felt vibrations, Harry fished for his phone out of his pocket as he pulled away from the kiss.
It was Nadine, so he put her on speaker as he answered.
“You little shit! You left L.A. without telling me?”
I let out a laugh and quickly covered my mouth.
“Oy! Be nice! Yes I wanted to see Y/N.”
“Tell her I said hi- you could’ve texted, I looked like an idiot waiting
outside your house for half an hour thinking you were asleep. I called Jeff
thinking you were with him.”
“She’s here too and I’m sorry.”
“Hi Nadine!” I said.
“Oh hello Y/N! Kick him for me! Harry, when are you coming back? We have a
party to finish planning you know!”
“Alright see you then, bye Y/N, bye Harry!”
Harry tossed his phone on the ground.
“She’s planning your birthday party?”
“Yeah… Her, Louis, Liam, Eleanor, Sophia, and our PR team… I just said ‘sure whatever
you guys want’. I just picked the place.”
“Well that’s really nice of them! I hope you have fun babe.” I kissed
“I wish you were coming, it’s why I came here all of a sudden…”
kissed my forehead, “Missed you so much.”
“Well after you leave you won’t see me until mid-March…”
“Bloody hell,” He groaned.
Harry lifted my chin and kissed me roughly.
Just as things were getting heated, we heard my doorbell ring.
“Oh bug off!” Harry mumbled as I pulled away from his embrace.
“I wonder who that could be.” I straightened out my clothes.
“I’ll turn everything off, go answer it love.”
I looked down at my watch to see it was just about 1 in the afternoon. I
checked to see if I was presentable in the mirror that hung near our door
I swung the door open and my eyes immediately widened.
Oh my god.
“Mom? Dad? What are you doing here?”
“Well it’s good to see you too darling.” My mother frowned and then
threw her arms around me.
“We thought you might be in class but we came any way.” My dad smiled.
He wrapped his arms around me, “We wanted to see you for a bit before we
took off to Atlanta for the week.”
“Oh.” I felt my heart pounding.
“Let’s grab some lunch, get your coat!” My mother smiled at me as
they stepped inside.
Oh my god, my parents are here.
I can’t even warn him.
As my parents and I walked into the living room, I heard Harry’s footsteps.
I am officially freaking out on the inside right now.
“Hey! Who was tha-” Harry emerged from my studio into the hall and he tensed up.
My mom dropped her purse on the floor from being startled by his voice and my dad just stared
at the two of us.
My heart was racing. I was not prepared or ready for this today.
“Mom! Dad! This is Harry!” I quickly said something as my eyes
apologized to Harry.
Thank god Harry had a long sleeve shirt on because I did not want to deal with
my dad’s smart ass remarks about his tattoos. Hell he didn’t even know about
“Oh, the infamous Harry Styles! Hello!” My mother kindly smiled and
held her hand out after she picked up her purse.
“Mrs. Y/L/N, it’s great to meet you, I can see why Y/N is so beautiful
now,” Harry shook her hand.
“Oh! I like him already!” She squealed.
“Mr. Y/L/N, it’s nice to meet you, I’ve heard great things about
you.” Harry held his hand out.
My dad firmly shook it without saying anything.
“Well we came here to take Y/N out for lunch, join us Harry! I would love
to get to know you.” My mom clapped. She was very excited which was the
complete opposite of my dad.
I saw my mom nudge my dad in the arm as Harry looked at me
“Yes, come have lunch with us,” My dad monotonously said
“I would love too!” Harry replied rather enthusiastically.
“I’ll grab our coats,” He smiled as he headed to the coat closet.
“I need to grab some boots,” I quickly said and ran to my room, I did
not want to leave them alone too long.
I rushed into my closet and grabbed the first pair of boots and a random scarf;
I quickly grabbed Harry’s scarf and headed back out into the living room to see
my mother and Harry getting along as my dad stood there trying to not look
I knew he was probably wondering: why Harry was here, if Harry was staying here
with me and when Harry was going to leave.
“Oh you must share with me your experiences in Brazil! I’ve been wanting
to go there with Y/N and her father but we are always so busy.” My mother
said as we headed out the door.
“Of course!” Harry nodded.
Harry wrapped his scarf around the bottom half of his face and pull his hood
over his hair before we exited the building, needing to conceal himself.
Harry and I climbed in the back of my parents BMW SUV, as my parents climbed in
- - - - -
We pulled up to Madeline, go figure, my mom loves this place and entered the
When we finally were in the elevator, Harry pulled back his hood and uncovered
“Have you been here before?” My mom asked Harry.
“No I haven’t but I heard it was amazing from quite a lot of people."
"You’re definitely going to love it!”
As we exited the elevator and walked up to the host stand, my dad greeted the
hostess, “Hello we have a table under ‘Y/L/N.’”
“Oh yes, someone from your party just arrived.” She lead us to our
I looked at Harry, what?
He just shrugged.
As we turned the corner we followed the hostess up the platform to our usual
table; I saw someone’s shoulder but it wasn’t until she moved out of the way
that I recognized him.
Oh god, what the hell is Derek doing here?!
I looked over to see that Harry had not noticed him yet since he was turning his
phone on silent.
Harry looked up at me to see panic in my eyes and then turned his head when he
heard my father’s voice.
“Derek! Good to see you again!"
Derek stood up and hugged my father and my mother.
"Y/N!” He smiled, “Harry! Nice to see you again.”
What the fuck did my dad do?
“Oh you two’ve met?” My dad looked surprised.
“Oh yes, the other night at Y/N’s and Madeline’s. We all had dinner together.” Derek replied as he took his seat.
I had no idea how to react when I saw Derek. I felt a surge of annoyance at the
site of him hugging her parents. I pulled out Y/N’s chair and gestured her to sit then I took the seat next to
Derek sat next to me, her father next to him and Y/N’s mother, next to
Fucking round tables.
I felt Y/N’s hand on my thigh as we tried to figure out why the hell Derek was
“So dad, did you invite Derek?” Y/N boldly asked.
“Actually, I invited your parents out for lunch and I told them to pick
you up on the way, and Harry, I figured you were still here so I made sure to
get a fifth chair.” He explained.
“Thanks,” I tried to stay calm.
“So son, when are you heading back to L.A.?” Her father asked Derek.
SON? I gripped the menu in my hand. I felt Y/N’s hand slowly rubbing my thigh to keep me calm.
I knew that she knew what
was going through my mind as we sat there and listened to Derek and her father
talk. Why the fuck does he bother me so much?
I was so relieved when the waitress finally came to take our order, her dad was acting all close to Derek, which made me even more nervous and frustrated.
After she left to get our drinks, her mother started the next conversation, “So Harry, tell
me how did you meet our daughter? She refuses to tell me anything about you
I smiled at both of them, “It was at the Starbucks not to far from here.
I was here in New York for work. I needed coffee and a place to write so I went
to the nearest one. I sat down next to her and accompanied her while she
studied.” I put my hand on top of Y/N’s under the table.
“Oh that’s cute!” Mrs. Y/L/N clapped.
“She didn’t even know who I was until she left,” I squeezed her hand.
“You didn’t recognize him?!” Her mom was shocked.
“I was too busy studying.” I shrugged.
Derek interjected, “So Harry, when does your tour start?”
Why the hell does he care?
“I’m heading to Australia on the night of 4th of February, first gig is on
“So you’ll be on tour for how long?” Her father’s voice surprised me.
“Nine months, I won’t be done until end of October.”
“That must be nice to get away and travel.” I knew her father only
said that because I would be gone and won’t be distracting her.
But two could play, “Yeah but I’m excited that Y/N will be coming along
during the summer.”
I could tell her father had almost popped a vein when I said that. I felt Y/N kick me under the table. It took all of me to not laugh.
As lunch continued, I could sense her father was trying to get under my skin by
talking up Derek and mostly to Derek. It was very frustrating.
But on the
bright side, I really loved her mum, who kept asking me questions and genuinely tried to
get to know me. She was really funny and sweet, she made me miss my own mum.
I kept calm and brush off her dad’s behavior as best as I could, but it wasn’t until he suggested
that Y/N go to The Grammy’s with Derek in L.A next week that was making me lose my patience.
There, right then, I saw Derek’s eyes light up when he heard that suggestion.
“I don’t know if I am going to go this year, just depends if I have a test or not.” She replied.
“Oh I know you can handle both,” her father said. He was pushing her to go to The Grammy’s with him to piss me off. But that wasn’t what bothered me.
She raised her eyebrow at Derek for help, who was already looking at her.
I felt myself turn pale, I could see by the way he was looking at her that he
was in love with her. I knew because I looked at her that way.
I shifted in my seat.
“Well I’ll be going with my girlfriend.” He awkwardly said.
When he said that I saw her father’s face turn sour.
“Your what?” He asked.
“My girlfriend.” Derek chuckled at Mr. Y/L/N, then turned back to
Y/N, “But you’re definitely welcome to come with us, you and Madeline, I
have seats reserved for me.”
But that didn’t stop her father from trying to get under my skin.
“So Harry, where did you go to college? Derek here went to Berklee College of Music.” He asked and gloated.
He damn well knew I came straight from The X-Factor to the celebrity scene when
I was 16.
Before I could reply, the waitress had came with our main entrée.
Y/N completely changed the subject by asking them what they were going to
When lunch was finally over, we all thanked Derek for paying as he headed off
back to work.
Y/N insisted that we take a cab back to her condo and told her parents to head
on to the airport.
I bade them farewell and to have a safe flight before they got into their car and we
hopped into a cab.
“I am so so so so so sorry for the way my dad acted Harry.” She held
my hand as we sat in the back seat.
Of course I wasn’t mad or angry at her, I was frustrated because I wanted her
father to like me but obviously her father wants her to be with Derek.
“It’s okay, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“I know but I know my dad was acting like that to try to get a rise out of
you, thank you for keeping your cool.” She kissed my hand.
“Yeah well I tried my best. But I think there’s something off with
“What, what do you mean?” She turned her body towards mines.
“Nothing, never mind, forget it.”
“No you have to tell me.”
“Can we talk about it when we get back to your place?” I lifted my
chin towards the driver.
Fifteen minutes later, we pulled up to her building, the second we were in the
door, she had already started, “Tell me Harry, what is off or wrong with
I took off my coat and scarf and hung it up as I shook my head.
The entire ride
home I had replayed in my head the lunch we just had.
The way Derek looked at her.
I just knew.
She stood in front of me with her hands behind her back, waiting for an answer.