Awe - Harry Styles

(27) do you like her?

HARRY EDWARD STYLES

I watch on with a soft smile as Amelia interacts easily with my family. Robin chose for her to sit between him and Gemma, having taken a liking to her easily. I don't know what their conversation was outside, but it seems to have gone well and I like that.

I know his time is limited, so it makes me happy to see that he approves of someone who makes me enjoy life just as my mother does to him.

"So, Canyon Moon? Harry says that the bar you own." Anne mentions, "How come I haven't heard of it?"

"It's a very small bar-" Amelia starts, but I cut in.

"It's very popular though, don't let Amelia be modest and say otherwise."

Amelia rolls her eyes playfully at this before continuing on, "My grandparents started it a long time ago when they first got married. They continued it on, and once they retired, I took over."

"She completely redid the place, it looks absolutely gorgeous now. It's all golden and bright." I add, Amelia smiling softly at me for my description of it all.

I can see my mom's fondness at how highly I speak of the bar, also of how Amelia and I interact. She's practically glowing from the happiness she feels and it makes my own heart warm. Both Anne and I opt to just listen to the conversation between the other three table mates, though I do add an excerpt at some points.

My worries about the album, about Amelia and my family, they're all gone. But then again, Amelia is very good at making my worries go away so I shouldn't be very surprised.

Amelia offers to help with the dishes, but Gemma pulls her away to the living room with Robin while I stay at the sink with Anne.

"Do you like her?" I question.

Anne nods with a soft smile, "You should've known I would like her." She washes the dishes while I dry them after she hands them to me.

"That's good." I nod my head to the living room, "They seem to like her as well."

Anne nods in agreement to my words, "I'm proud of you, Harry. Your album is truly fantastic, I do hope you realize that."

"Thank you." I blush at her praise. "It feels good to be home, Mum. Robin seems to be doing well."

A frown replaces the smile that was once on her face, "I really hope you can visit more before tour. It's not going to be much longer for him, Harry. You have to come to terms with that."

"I have-" I stop myself with a sigh, knowing that she's right. "I'll stay an extra week, then I'll try and visit once a month before tour. Amelia's birthday is the end of June, so I will mostly likely be here in the beginning of June, and late July."

Her eyes lit up, "Ah, her birthday. Do you have anything planned?"

My eyes move to the living room, making sure that Anne is the only one who can hear me as I speak, "I'm thinking of taking her to Paris and Rome. She said she would love to go there, so I thought it'd be perfect."

"From what I've learned about her, she's going to kill you for spending that much money." She rubbed my arm reassuringly after she cleaned the last dish, "But, she'll still love it."

"Let's hope so." I smiled, drying the last dish before focusing back on the living where Amelia was laughing loudly.

I took a mental picture of the moment. Both Gemma and her were laughing, both with heads thrown back and Gemma was holding onto Amelia as if she'd fall from how hard she was laughing. Robin was shaking his head with a light chuckle at the scene, obviously having been the one to make them laugh.

There was something in the pit of my stomach making me happy to see this all, but I knew it wouldn't last.

AMELIA ELAYNE MOORE

"If you keep making jokes like that, Robin, I might just never leave." I mused after Gemma and I successfully calmed down.

Robin smiled, "Thats the point, darling." His British accent made me smile at his kind words.

Gemma focused back on the scrapbook in front of us, pointing to certain photos of Harry and explaining them. I was having an absolute wonderful time with his family, they were sweet to me and immediately accepted me into the family which is something I found endearing.

Growing up with a family that wasn't like everyone else's family was difficult. I hated bringing friends over and then having to explain why my father and mother weren't present, why only my dads side of the family was there, why I basically only had two family members. Sometimes, I didn't even explain it to them, I just simply lied and said that my grandparents were my parents. It was easier that way, plus they really were my parents to me. I'd never forget my mother or father; but neither were present.

So, seeing how tight-knit and happy Harry's family were made me happy. They made me feel like a proper Styles family member, and I was just their son's girlfriend.

Harry came into the room with an adoring smile, finding a spot next to me on the couch and cringing at the photos Gemma had laid out. Anne took Robin to bed soon after Harry joined us and I was sad to see him go.

"Come back soon, Amelia." Robin kindly spoke as he engulfed me in a loving hug, "I love having ya here."

"I love being here, it was so nice to meet you."

He lowered his voice as to make sure I was the only one who heard, "I see a long and happy future for you and Harry, Amelia. He can be dumb sometimes, but don't let him go because of it. You two look at each other the way Anne and I do."

"I don't plan to let go, Robin." I replied before pulling away, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Amelia." I moved back and he smiled at Harry and Gemma, engulfing them both in hugs with shorter goodbyes than mine.

Gemma pulled me into a hug next, "I've got to get going, Michal is waiting for me back home. It was lovely to meet you though, Amelia."

"It was great meeting you too, Gem." I nodded towards the scrapbooks, "Thanks for giving me a peek into Harry's childhood."

"I'll take any excuse to bully Harry." She mused in reply.

"Heeey." Harry pouted before pulling her into a hug and saying his goodbyes.

Anne disappeared to help Robin into bed which left Harry and I alone inside his family's living room. His eyes were filled with adoration as he turned towards me, taking my hands in his own and rubbing circles on the backs of them.

"I'm really happy you met my family, Amelia." His words were slow and thought-out, "I know you like to take things slow, and this wasn't exactly that. But, I'm happy we did it anyways. They like you as much as I do, and that's a lot." His eyes met mine with sincere, "Thank you."

"It wasn't anything special, Harry. I would've met your family the first day we met if you really wanted me to. I'm all yours, I have been since the day we met I'm pretty sure. Plus, you've met my family so why not return the favor?"

"I'm all yours as well, Amelia Moore."