Continuation...

My mum hugged Mia in a long embrace after greeting me. It's such a relief to have my
family like Mia so much and I know she likes it too.

"Harry sweety!" I heard the sweet voice of my grandmother.

"Hello nan." I bent down to hug her properly.

"I haven't seen you in a long time, I thought you had forgotten about your family."
She battled her eyelashes.

"Of course not, I come to my mum's very often." I told her.

"I know! And who's this beautiful girl? Is it Mia?" She looked at the girl holding my
hand.

"Yeah, she is." I answered proudly.

"Oh hello sweety." My gramma pushed Mia away from me to give her a hug. "Anna has
told me a lot about you."

"Really?" Mia smiled sweetly like she always does.

"Yeah she said you're not from here."

"Not I'm not, but I still understand what englishes say." They laughed along.

"So how have you met my baby?"

"Nanna!" I whined at her choice of words.

"What sweety? She's your girfriend so there should me no secrets between the two
of you." She pointed out.

"He's extremely grumpy today." Mia stated.

"No I'm not." I replied.

"Why is he grumpy?" Nan asked Mia ignoring my statement.

"Because I didn't give him enough attention today."

"That was not it!" I stated.

"Oh I know what you mean, he used to do it with me when they were kids and I was
playing with Gemma." I remained ignored.

"Oh really?" Mia raised her brows grinning playfully at me.

"No!" I simply replied staring at the wall.

"Maybe I said too much?" Nan covered her mouth giggling. Only her.

"No please tell me more!" Mia's eyes were bright and wide and I knew she was having
fun, not felling intimidated my by grandmother one bit, at least she didn't seem like
it.

"Ehm better not, dinner's ready anyway." I said montioning to the table set for
everyone.

"Oh too bad." Mia pouted and I rolled my eyes.

"Next time dear." My nan smiled largely. Oh God.

Me and Mia sat right next to each other with gramma and Gemma in front of us and
mum and Rob on the heads of the table.

"Why so much food?" Gemma raised her brows eyeing the table full of the most
diverse food.

"When Harry called I didn't have time to think of a consistent meal so I cooked
whatever came to my mind." My mum tried to apologize.

"It's okay mum I'm used to it already." I shrugged.

"What?" Mia blinked at me.

"You're not feeding yourselves well?" Mum asked.

"We are, I'm just joking." I placed my arm over Mia's chair. "Mia's an excelent
cook."

"Thought so." Mia tried to hide a smile.

"I bet Mia does all the cooking. Honestly I don't know how you handle him and
Louis." Gemma commented pouring water on our glasses.

"Well actually Harry helps... sometimes!" She added. "And Louis does too."

"So what about kids? I wanna be gran-grandmother before I die." My gramma spoke.

Mia nearly choked on the water and my eyes got wide.

"Mum they're too young for that!" My mum tried to alert her.

"I was youger then Harry when I got pregnant." She tried to defend herself.

"Those were other times gramma though it would be fun to have a baby looking like
Harry running around." Gemma laughed.

"Why don't you have babies first? You're older anyways." I threw back.

"Ehm definitely not."

"So no grand-children for me?" Nan pouted.

"Maybe in a few years." I tranquilized her. "Neither Mia and I want that right now."

"Ok, hurry up then." She digged on her food throwing a rock over the theme.

"You okay?" I whispered to Mia who was still pale staring at her plate.

"Yeah, fine." She gave a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes.

She's been awfully quiet since this whole babies' thing. Don't know why actually,
we've already talked about it and confessed we wanted to have kids but it was not
part of the plan for us right now.

Awkwardness aside, the dinner went by pretty fast definitely because we were
having a good time, Mia was so integrated she looked like a part of the forniture
already. Though I noticed a bit of sadness in her words when asked about college. It
pains me every time someone mentions it because I know that's my fault even though
she keeps telling me otherwise but there's nothing I can do, I've tried talking to her
college but they wouldn't change their minds and I didn't wanted to push it to much
either because sooner or later it wouldn come to press and Mia would kill me if she
knew I acted behind her back.

"So? What do you think?" My eyes focused on the dinning room again where everyone
was staring at me, they must have asked something.

"I was suggesting you two could sleep here, it's pretty late for you to go back home."
My mum suggested.

"Humm" I looked at Mia and she nodded.

"Yeah it's a good idea." She agreed.

"Okay we can stay." I concluded resting my hand on Mia's tigh. My mother's smile in
that moment was worth everything to be honest.

"Great, I'm gonna prepare the room."

"Oh no, that's not necessary. I'm sure me and Harry can manage that." Mia
immediatly stopped, she doesn't want to upset much like always.

"Oh so you're sleeping in the same room?" Gemma stared at her oddly.

"Humm...." Mia looked up at me, her cheeks red with embarassment.

"I was kidding!" Gemma laughed and Mia's shoulders instantly relaxed.

"Gemma!" I glared at her. She knows Mia is a bit shy about this kind of... sensitive
subjects.

"That was mean." Mia breathed heavily still visibly unconfortable.

"Thank God your room is on the other side of the hall." I rolled my eyes at my sister
placing my hand behind Mia's chair next to me causing her to lean to me slightly and
I instantly wrapped my arm around her stomach but she pulled it away slightly.

"Mia and I will figure it out mum, thanks though." I told her.

"As you wish." She threw her arm in the air in defeat.

"So do you want to get going or will you stay with us a bit more?" Rob poured himself
a drink of wine.

"We can st--"

"I think we need some rest yeah." I answered for both interrupting Mia's speech.
She frowned at me but I grabbed her hand and wished everyone goodnight and so
did she.

"What was that about?" She asked puling away when we reached the room.

"Nothing, I just want to spend some time with you, I know you were not very
confortable after Gemma's rude comment." I pointed out.

"Well.. yeah I was weird I mean your mother surely know the son she has sure, you're
not saint but it was weird thinking your mum... you know..."

"Knows that we have sex?" I raised my eyebrow at her her amused by her
embarassment.

"Harry!" She whined.

"It's okay love, it's not like anyone in that room is a virgin you know." I wrapped my
arms around her shoulders and she burried her face on my chest making me chuckle.

"Yeah but still."

"Why are you suddenly so shy about it anyway?"

"I'm always shy." She replied.

"Humm kind of! You speak about it with El and Dani, even Louis and the boys." I
stated.

"Yeah like that is the same thing. You're comparing your friends with your family,
way too different." She finally met my eyes.

"Okay it happens, I can't take it back now."

"Unfortunately." She groaned. "Now they will think we're doing.. you know..."

"Ehm they won't." I shook my head.

"Are you sure?" She blinked insecure.

"Yes." I nodded showing her my best smile.

"Okay." She sighed looking around the room.

"I'm taking a quick shower now okay? Do you think you can manage 5 minutes in the
room without me?" I smirked twirling one lock of her hair between my fingers.

"I'll try my best to survive." She tipped on her toes to plant a kiss on my lips.

"Unless you want to start something and I join you when I get back." I reached the
hem of her top.

"Ehm not happening." She slapped my hand away making me pout. "Not hurry up." She
pushed me to the bathroom closing the door behind her.

I got back five minutes later but Mia was on her phone speaking quietly.

"Really? Are you sure? *pause* Yeah but I'm not sure if I'm up to the expectations."
Who is she talking to? Expectations?

She seemed to noticed my presence ending the call shortly after.

"It was Dani." She answered my thougts.

"Oh. Is everything okay?!" I put on some boxers and walked to the bed pulling the
sheets and patting the left side of it for Mia to lay down as she was on some pj's
already. She must have borrowed it from Gemma while I was in the shower.

"Ehm yeah, we can speak about it later." She laid down next to me getting confy
under the duvet.

"Or we can speak about it now." I half demanded, curiosity taking over me.

"No, we're both tired." She mumbled snuggling against my chest.

"I'm surprised you didn't claim your massage." I said.

"You still wanna do it?" She looked up slightly.

"Of course!" I pecked her nose.

"Okay, do it then!" She turned on her stomach and I climbed to her back straddling
her and tugging her shirt up slightly.

I started running my fingers over her bare skin noticing the goose gumps on her skin
making me smile, I love having that effect on her. I leaned down slightly and kissed
her spine and neck.

"That's not a massage Harry..." Mia stated playfully even though there was a hint to
truth behind it. Why doesn't she always refuses to let me touch her like that lately?

"A massage it is then." I chuckled pushing my thoughts aside and applying some
pressure on her sore muscles trying to get her to relax. Maybe that's what's she
needs in order to feel better about whatever is upseting her lately.

Notes

I'm pretty sure you all got the hints of the bold sentences.. ;)

Now I've been thinking about something lately!! What do you think if I create an Instagram under the name of Mia's character where I post things about the story, pic edits and even when I'm going to update. What do you think? Would you like it and follow??

I'll wait for the answers.. xx

D.