Mia's POV

Harry and I were ready for Christmas. He put our bags in the trunk of his car. We were just about to take the long drive to his parents home in Holmes Chapel. I was excited and nervous at the same time.

Harry and I both entered the car and he started driving. He rest his hand on my leg and gave me a firm squeeze. I could tell he was excited too.

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After 2 hours into the ride we stopped at a café to eat something. It would be dark in a few hours but Holmes chapel was an hour away.

"What are you thinking about" Harry asked me.

"Hmm..." I breathed out.

"I don't know, about your home, your parents and sister, Christmas" I blurted out.

"Why?" Harry frowned.

"No, I'm excited I'm just a bit nervous" I smiled at him. He smiled back before holding my hand.

"Don't be. If it makes you feel better, they are excited to meet you. Especially my mum" he smirked.

"I can't wait to look at cute pictures of baby Harry" I told him.

"I'm sure your mum must have an album of some old pictures somewhere" I smiled at him. His smirk dropped.

"Oh god. I have got to hide those" he groaned and I laughed.


1 hour later we arrived at Harry's home. It was a biggish cute house in a quiet area. Harry opened the car door for me before I got out. My smile widened when I saw the door open before we even reached it.

"Hello! Come on in!"Harrys mum called us.
"You go, I'll be back with our bags" Harry told me and I nodded. Harry's mother engulfed me in a big hug when I reached the doorstep.

"Hello! I'm Harry's mum, you can call me Anne. It's nice to finally meet you" she said with joy filled in her voice.

"It's nice to meet you too, Anne" I smiled at her. When Harry put our bags down he gave his mum a hug too. I greeted Robin and Gemma and they both seemed like sweet people too. Anne showed us our room, Harry's old room, and said dinner would be ready in 30 minutes.

"It feels so good to be back" Harry lay on his bed.

"How long ago was it since you slept here?" I asked him and turned my phone on.

"Ages ago! August maybe?" He closed his eyes. It was a small room. His walls were blue. His bed stood in the corner next to the window. His desk was across the bed and had a few papers on it. I walked toward it a saw that they were drawings.

"You draw?" I asked him picking up a paper. He tilted his head towards me and put it back down.

"I used to. It was a hobby of mine"

"It's really good" I could see that he drew his view outside his window even though it wasn't exactly the same with the snow. When he didn't say anything I decided to leave it.


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We all sat down on the table. Anne asked me questions and Gemma made jokes here and there but Harry was very quiet. After dinner Harry excused himself and walked away. Before I could follow Gemma brought a photo album and sat next to me. She opened the album and my heart melted at the first 4 pictures.

"Is this Harry's own album?" I asked.

"Yes! Well with some family members too but it's his album" she told me.

"Here he was 10" she pointed at a picture of Harry. His hair was short and NOT curly. He seemed to be on a football field.

"That's so cute!" I smiled widely.

"This was in high school" instead of his hair being swiped up in a quiff in spread across his forehead. It seems like Harry Styles had a lot of hair styles.

"This was when he was going to London. His new house" it was a picture of him entering inside his car. He had a big smile and was waving at the camera.

"And those were Harry's pictures" Gemma smiled and closed the album.

"Feel free to look at them if you'd like"

"Thanks Gem, I will" I stood up as well and went off to find Harry. First I entered the bedroom to see him laying on his bed eyeing the ceiling.

"There you are" I closed the door behind me. I sat on the bed ad looked at Harry.

"I just had a look at your album" I told him.

"You were a very cute baby" I said. He smiled before looking at me.

"Come here" he patted on the empty space next to him. I did as he told me and he automatically threw his arm around me. "What's wrong?" I asked him.

"Nothing. Just tired" he lied.

"I know you're lying. Tell me what's wrong" he sighed.

"It's really nothing serious I promise" he tried to convince me but I stayed quiet.

"I haven't been here in a long time and it just gets harder to see my family. I know my mum is a bit upset that I didn't visit earlier"

"Why don't we come on weekends? I'll come with you even if it's just two days. We'll just visit once a month"

"I don't want to drag you every month if you don't want to" he said.

"Well I might not be able to come every month but I'll try at least" I shrugged.

"But we're here now right. Let's not sulk in our room and go have some family time. I'm sure your mum is very happy you're here for Christmas"

"You always seem to solve my problems very quickly" Harry hovered me.

"I should become a therapist. I've been told that I'm a good listener too" I joked. Harry laughed before pecking my lips.

"I love you to the moon and back" he smiled popping his dimple.

Notes

Hiiii
5 chapters to go! Pleaseeee comment even tho it's a crappy chapter
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Baby I I wanna know, what you think when you're alone

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