Harry Styles Imagines

94. One More Shot

This is a request again and it is requested by CHAPTERONE so I hope you like it ;)

Its been a year since Harry asked me to be his girlfriend and also when I said yes. And two weeks ago, he asked me to marry him, I said yes as well. It was hard for me, considering I became a single parent for thirteen years now because Reagan's real dad left me when he found out I was pregnant with him when I was nineteen. I know some might be thinking that it was probably too late for me to even find a partner. After Reagan's father, I never get to date again, I focused on raising my son and continuing my studies at the same time. And now, at the age of thirty two, I'm finally getting married. The wedding will be next month, I know, you might be thinking it was all too fast but I honestly don't care. I'm getting old and perhaps, I love Harry and I'm very sure he loves me too so what's the problem with that? All we have to do is tell Reagan about the wedding and its all set. My parents already knew about it and they were so happy for me, as well as my other relatives, they said I deserve him.

I'm very lucky to finally found Harry, he loves me and he loves my son, even if its not his own blood, he treats Reagan as his own. And Reagan became close with Harry easily. Today, we will be having dinner, me, Harry and Reagan. Reagan has no idea about this, we just told him it would only be a normal dinner.

I was dressed on my velvety red dress and a four inches stilettos. Reagan is dressed in a blue button up and a skinny jeans, a style he got from Harry. We wait for Harry to pick us up and a few minutes later, there was a knock on my front door.

"C'mon Reagan, it must be Harry." I told my son and he got up from his seat. He scurried to the door and opened it.

"Harry!" He squealed and they had this 'bro handshake'

"Hey bud, I missed you. How've you been?" Harry asked.

"Fine. Very good, actually." Reagan answered.

"Hey babe, are you ready to go?" Harry asked when I appeared behind Reagan. He kissed me shortly and I locked the door before leaving.

"Yeah. Get in the car, Reagan." I told my son and he obliged.

"Are you nervous?" Harry asked once we made sure that Reagan's inside Harry's Land Rover.

"Yeah. What if-" he cuts me by placing his index finger on my lips.

"Shush, here you go again with your what if's. Relax, Hope, he'll be fine. I'm sure he'll be happy with it." Harry assured. "I love you." He said and pecked my lips.

"I love you." I said and kissed him again, this time, it last a bit longer but a car horn made us pull away from each other, its Reagan.

Harry and I hopped inside the car and he immediately pulled off the driveway. Harry and Reagan talked all the way to the restaurant but I kept silent. I'm really nervous. I'm positive that Reagan would give us his blessing but I'm just nervous. Probably because of the wedding as well, one month isn't long. Harry must've noticed my silence when he suddenly took my hand and entwined it together on my lap. I sent him a nervous smile and he kissed my knuckles. Its been a thirty minute drive until we get to the fancy restaurant that Harry had reservation in. We silently walked inside together.

"Reservation for Mr. Styles." Harry told the hostess and she smiled politely at him.

"This way, sir." She said and lead us to our table at the second floor of the restaurant. The second floor doesn't have a roof so its really perfect because its a star-y night tonight. The view up here is priceless, you can see the city lights from up here. There are only two tables that is occupied when we came so its really peaceful, I guess this one's a VIP floor. The three of us sat down.