You and Harry had been dating for quite some time, and getting serious. If you were honest, you don’t know how it had gotten this serious this fast. You had been lucky enough to keep your relationship quiet, only a handful of friends and your immediate families knew about the two of you. But with the winter holidays coming up, you decided that maybe it was time for the next step in your relationship. You knew that Harry had a week off around Thanksgiving, so you asked if he wanted to come with you and your parents to one of your aunts’ houses for Thanksgiving. You were okay if he said no, you knew that with the tour and all the promo he’s been doing, that he might not have time to accompany you. But much to your shock, he was ecstatic and extremely happy to meet your extended family. You decided it was best if you didn’t inform your relatives that you were bringing your pop star boyfriend, you wanted them all to act as normal as possible, so you just told your aunt to add an extra place setting for a guest you were bringing. You figured they’d all know it was some sort of male friend, boyfriend, or friend, but that’s all they needed to know ahead of time.
Today is the day of Thanksgiving and your aunt lives a short hour and 45-minute drive away. So, you, Harry, and your parents pack up your father’s car and head out of state for a lovely Thanksgiving dinner. It feels odd to Harry to not be driving. He makes sure that if he doesn’t have to have someone else drive him, then he’ll insist on driving himself, or others around. But you know how your father is, he must drive, even if he’s tired. Either he drives, or you don’t go. That’s how it’s been your whole life, and you warned Harry not to push it. Your dad already is a little wary of Harry, he thinks that the two of you are moving too fast and doesn’t understand why you can’t find someone from around your Midwest town to date.
You and Harry cuddle in the backseat, and as much as you love it, it makes you a little anxious, your dad keeps looking at the two of you through the rearview mirror, making sure that Harry doesn’t get too handsy.
“Now, which aunts house are we going to again?” Harry questions. He’s been grilling you on names and little facts about all your family members for the past week. He wants to make sure that he’ll have something that each member of your family will want to talk about. You’ve been telling him not to worry, that your family will find something to talk to him about no matter what. It’ll be him that will need to take a breather, not your loving, weird family.
“My mom’s youngest sister and her husband. They have two children, a girl, and a boy. Faith is a freshman in high school and I’m not quite sure how she’ll react towards you showing up in her house. So, we might have to watch her, I think she’s a fan. And then their son, Will, he’s in junior high, but he probably will just say hi and that’s all. He’s a bit shy, talk to him about football or soccer and you should be fine with him.” You gently run your thumb across Harry’s hand that was wrapped around your shoulder, holding you close to him.
“And then your grandmother will be there, your mother’s mum. She was a teacher once and loves going to the theatre and took you to your first show when you were five.”
You beam up at your boyfriend, he listened to you that one time you were telling him about how much you loved going to shows because it reminded you of your childhood and getting dressed to the nines with your grandma and older cousins when you were a girl. This story was one you told him long ago, on your first date. You couldn’t believe he remembered that story, to be honest, there wasn’t a lot you remember from your first date, other than being so nervous you spilled wine all over the table because your hands were shaking so much.
“Then my moms older two sisters, their husbands, and their children will be there. Jenny, my mom’s oldest sister’s daughter, and her husband will be there with their baby girl Emma, who I haven’t met yet, but she’s a cutie. And then my cousin Kate who’s our age will be there. Me and her used to be attached at the hip at these family events. We used to tackle our poor older cousin Matt who’d let us climb all over him and dress him up with our princess stuff, shame he’s not going to be there tonight, you’d get right along with him.” You said with a slight chuckle.
“That’s everyone right?”
“I believe so. Kate might be bringing someone but I’m not sure.” You nodded your head as your father pulled into the driveway of the big brick house that was buzzing with your family inside, you were the last ones to arrive, being that you lived the closest and everyone else flew in the night before or early in the morning.
You quickly check your makeup and smooth out your hair in the rearview mirror before getting out of the car stretching out your stiff legs. It was now or never, you didn’t know why you were so nervous, Harry was going to charm the pants off everyone, you knew you didn’t have to worry about that. You were more worried about the fact that you didn’t want your family to run Harry off. You knew how much each of you loved each other, but there was still that pit in your stomach that he wouldn’t like them, or that their jokes might offend him in some way. Your family, god love them, had an odd sense of humor, and sometimes goes over the edge when it comes to jokes and competing over games.
“Here we go” Harry whispered into your ear, grabbing your hand in his and gave it a little squeeze as the two of you followed behind your mom and dad.
“Hellooooo” Your mom sang out as she opened the front door, not bothering on knocking, something that had been long forgotten whenever you got together with your family.
“Knocking was for strangers, and no one in this family should ever be strangers to one another.” Something that you had learned from your grandma at an early age, that no matter what you do, you will still have your family, no matter how long it might be that you see or talk to anyone, you will still be welcomed in with warm smiles and tight hugs. Which is exactly what happened. Everyone got up and came to the entryway of your aunt’s house and gave each of their newly arrived family a hug, even Harry. Which didn’t bother him one bit, he’s a hugger, you knew that, but this to him was your family accepting him, even without truly meeting him.
Your younger cousins were the last ones to get to you and Harry and you saw the way Faith stopped in her tracks when she spotted Harry. You chuckled a little, remembering the first time you met him and how taken aback you were by him too. You took this time to introduce your boyfriend to your relatives.
“Everyone, I want you all to meet my boyfriend Harry.” You said smiling up at him.
“It’s lovely to meet all of you! Now, which one of you beautiful ladies are Fran?” Harry asked, already turning on that Styles charm as he “searched for your grandmother”. He bought her a beautiful arrangement of yellow and white daisies. He held them on his lap the whole car ride over and if he was being honest he was sick of holding on to them.
One of your aunts giggled from the back and you had to hold back a laugh yourself. Your grandmother’s eyes lit up when she heard Harry call her name.
“Oh honey, how nice of you to act like you cannot tell who the old lady in the bunch is.” She stepped up to Harry and graciously took the vase of followers out of his hands and blush when he went in to give her a quick peck on her cheek.
The rest of your relatives made their way back to the seats they were in before your family had arrived.
“Well if it isn’t one of my favorite nieces.” The uncle who’s hosting everyone, says and he gives you a big bear hug.
“That’s what you say to all of us.” You chuckle as he lets go of you and holds out his hand to Harry.
“Thank you for hosting us. I bought this for you and your wife.” Harry says shaking your uncles and hand holding out the bottle of very expensive red wine, might you add that you told him he didn’t need to bring them anything, but you know he’s a gentleman and would do nothing less.
“Wow, a looker and a gentleman.” Your aunt commented as she gave you a quick hug.
“Thank you, Harry, this will be lovely tonight.”
The two of you followed your aunt into the rest of the house. Your younger two cousins still not coming over to you to give you a hug. Will, preoccupied with the football game on the TV, giving you a little wave and turning back to make sure he didn’t miss anything. But Faith was suddenly no were to be found. You panicked for a moment, what if she was calling all her friends to come over or something.
“I think Faith almost fainted, she looked as white as a ghost. You should have warned us y/n. I think you broke her poor young heart.” Your grandma said coming over to stand next to were you and Harry had sat down. Harry, of course, insisting she take his seat, he was fine standing, and a fine lady like she is shouldn’t have to stand when there’s a seat.
“I’m going to go find Faith and talk with her, to make sure she’s okay.” You murmur as you get up from the chair you were perched on.
“You go do that y/n. Don’t worry about your sweetheart, he’ll be in good hands with me.” Your grandmother informs, giving Harry a slight wink and patting your now empty chair for him to sit in.
When you finally fine Faith, she’s lying face down on her bed. It quickly hits you just how much of a fan she is. Her walls are covered with posters of Harry and the rest of the boys. Much like your childhood bedroom once was just a different band of boys this time.
You lightly knock on the door causing Faith to turn her head to you, her eye growing large, worried that you brought Harry with you.
“Can I come in? It’s just me.” You smile.
“Sure.”
You take a quick glance around her room and sit next to her on her bed.
“So, Nanny told me that you might have the same taste in music that I do.”
“I.. I just can’t believe he’s here. In my very own house. Sitting in the chairs that I sit in. Oh, God! Please don’t let him come up here, I don’t think I’ll survive if that happens.” Faith stammered, flopping back down on her bed.
“I didn’t know you were this big of a fan Faith, I promise if I knew I would have given you some type of warning. Now, why are you up here hiding from us? I know if I was your age and certain boy band member who was on my walls was in my living room, I would at least be downstairs with him.” You chuckle, trying to lighten the mood.
“It’s just. I’ve been waiting my whole life to meet him. And you just walk right into my house hand in hand with him. I’ve been picturing what it’d be like to meet him, what I would say. And I’m kinda of disappointed if I’m being honest. I know not even in my wildest dream would he go for someone my age, but you know, a girl can dream.”
“Ahh, so you fancy him, do you?” You wink.
“I mean, yea? But more importantly, I’m never going to find someone like him. He brought Nanny a huge vase of flowers. What guy my age would do that? No one. I’m just going to be a lonely woman who ends up with like twenty cats.”
“Sweetie, don’t say that. You’ll find someone, I’m sure of it. And really, Harry’s just one big old weirdo just like us. Why don’t you come down and meet him? I give you full permission to treat him like Harry Styles and not like my boyfriend Harry for a little bit. You can tell him everything you’d tell him if you meet him on the streets or in a meet and great.” You knew that Harry wouldn’t mind, and he’d be happy to pull out his Harry Styles charm on her for a little bit if it made her more comfortable.
Faith agreed and followed you downstairs to find Harry. When the two of you found him, he was surrounded by your grandma and aunts, all of them falling for his charm.
“I hate to have to steal you away from all of this, but I have someone who’s been waiting to meet you, Harry.” You say with a nod to the other room where Faith was nervously waiting to meet Harry.
“If you could excuse me, ladies,” Harry said with a wink.
“So my Nanny was right. Faith is more than just a fan. I calmed her down and told her that she has ten minutes to treat you like Harry Styles but after that your going back to just Harry. She’s been dying to meet you so I didn’t want to take away this moment from her. I hope that’s alright.”
“Course it is love. If she’s that big of a fan, I’d be more than happy.” Harry insisted as he follows you into the other room.
“Faith I have someone I want you to meet.” You say grabbing the attention of your cousin.
“It’s lovely to meet you, Faith,” Harry says opening his arms up to give your cousin a famous Harry Styles hug.
You stand there watching the two of them interact for a little bit, you are beyond proud of Harry. You know just how hard he works so that fans like Faith can be proud of him too. After a short while, you can tell that Faith will be okay if you leave her with Harry.
“How about I take a photo of the two of you?” You ask, Faith quickly nods yes getting her phone out and handing it to you. You quickly take the photo and let her check it to make sure its fine with her.
“Okay, I’m going to let go find that baby I’ve been dying to meet and leave you two to have some time together.”
When Harry finds you, your sitting on the sofa trying to calm down a crying baby that he can only guess to be Emma.
“Shhh, Emma. It’s okay. I know there are a lot of new people here aren’t there.” You cuddle the baby tight to your chest, hoping to calm her down.
“She’s a little grumpy, she refused to take any naps today. I think she might have a new tooth coming in.” The babies mother informs you and Harry.
When Harry sits now next to you Emma looks over at him and calms down a little. Which sends your heart pattering. Harry always has a way with babies and it makes you think about a future you could have with him,
“May I?” Harry asks looking at you and Emma’s mom.
“Sure, maybe she’ll stop crying for you.”
You carefully hand Emma over to Harry, and just like magic, Emma stops crying for the first time since lunch. You could say you’re shocked, but you’re not. There’s something about Harry that drawls people into him, and even babies can pick up on it.
“Aren’t you the most beautiful little thing Emma.” Harry coos down at the little one in his arms. The baby snuggles closer to Harry as the last of her tears roll down her face. She has her eyes locked on Harry’s face.
“There we go. No more tears alight?” Harry lightly rubs Emma’s back. Emma beams up at Harry and lightly places her little hand on his cheek. It sends you over the edge. Seeing your loving boyfriend be so kind and loving to your little second cousin makes you want your own children, to have them have his eyes and hopefully his smile. You can picture your own little house at the holidays and how Harry would calm your own crying babies.
“Now Emma. Your Mumma said that you would sleep. Why’s that sweetie? Hmm was that a little yawn? Would you like me to sing you a song? Would that help you sleep?” Harry snuggles the baby closer to him and softly starts to sing Songbird by Fleetwood Mac. By the end of the song, the baby has fallen asleep and little snores are starting to escape her lips. You turn away from Harry to quickly bite back the tears that have been forming in your eyes. The moment is perfect and you couldn’t love your boyfriend more than you do at this very second.
By the time that the Thanksgiving Dinner is ready, your grandma has had a few glasses of wine and is getting a bit more touchy-feely. She insists that Harry and you sit next to her, Harry in the middle of you two. Questions come from your uncles about how the two of you met and you are more than happy to share your story with your family. One of your aunts asks how the two of you have managed to keep your relationship a secret for this long and you tell them that you’ve to keep a low profile and have tried really hard to not be seen that much. Faith promises to keep it a secret and says that she’ll keep the photo to herself. You pat Harry’s thigh, seeing him get a little tense at the thought that Faith might not keep her promise, like most fans he meets, they promise to wait a few days to post the photo of them, but by sundown, those selfies somehow find their way to Twitter and other forms of social media. You can only hope that Faith isn’t like them and will truly keep that photo to herself.
As dinner winds down, you are so full of all the wonderful Thanksgiving dinner. Harry mentions to you about how he’s never had some of the food that’s been prepared by your aunts and mother, but that he cannot wait till next Thanksgiving to have it all again. The children have left the table as the third bottle of wine is being passed around and the dessert plates have been cleared.
“Harry dear, you sure do remind me so much my love James, bless his heart. I do miss him dearly. You two have the same smile. You keep a hold of this one, you hear me y/n? He’s a special one I can tell.”
“Oh, I plan on it, Nanny.” You smile over at your loving Grandma who has her arm around Harry’s shoulder.
“If he’s anything like my dear James, then I’m sure the two of you will have all the fun trying to make me some great grandbabies. He’s tall like James was too, and his arms, I bet that can come in handy in the bedroom.” You grandmother quips, pinching Harry on his butt as she turns to leave the room. Both of you turning as red as the wine in your glasses.
“Nanny!” You yell covering your face as the rest of your family erupt in a fit of giggles.
“Oh, hush up, it’s all part of life, my dear, without it, you wouldn’t be here. And honey if I were you, I’d have him pinned down the second you’d have any alone time with him. The two of you are only young for so long, you got to take the time and stamina God gives you at the age you are.” Your Grandma nods her head and heads into the kitchen to help your mom with the dishes.
You cannot believe your sweet little old nanny just pinched Harry’s butt and told you to go have all the sex with your hot boyfriend. You were so embarrassed, and you could tell Harry was too. The two of you sat there in a moment of awkward silence as the rest of your adult relatives tried to calm their laughter.
On the drive back home, you feel your nerves setting back in. Harry had been relatively quiet as the night was ending, you don’t know if it was because he was tired or didn’t like your family.
“I had a great time today babe. Thank you for letting me meet your wonderful family.” Harry whispered in your ear pulling your face to look at him.
“Really? They didn’t scare you off? You’re not gonna run off the second the car pulls up to my parent’s house?” You ask biting down on your bottom lip.
“What? No of course not! I loved your family. They are all so nice, and I can tell they truly care about each other. Your grandmother was a hoot! I think I might have a bruise on my arse though. She pinched me pretty hard.”
“I’m sorry about her. I’ve never seen her like that before. But hey If I can be anything like her when I’m her age, then I think I will have done pretty well in my life. But thank you for putting up with her and what you did for Faith. It means the world to me, Harry.” You murmur against his lips and give him the slightest of kisses.
“Anytime babe. I hope someday in the future at Thanksgivings we can bring those great-grandchildren your nan kept pestering me about. I need to have our kids experience how wonderful she is. I love you y/n.” Harry whispers against your ear so only you can hear him, as he pulls you closer to him, you slowly drifting off to the sound of his heart beating as your father drives the four you back home.
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