Harry's POV

"No way."

"What? What's wrong with it?"

"You look way too sexy in that."

She laughs and twirls around. "Really?"

"Really."

"That's a problem?"

"Yes, now take it off." She rolls her eyes and goes back into the fitting room. "I thought we were shopping for gifts?"

"We will, but I have to get something for the Christmas party for my dad's office."

"Do you not have like thirty dresses?" I tease.

"I need a formal one. And you don't wear those twice."

"My apologies." She comes out in a light blue one. "Well you look amazing, as usual, but that one isn't very Christmas-y."

"Yea, you're right." She goes back in. "Do you want to come to the Christmas thing?"

"Would your dad be okay with that?"

"I don't see why not." She comes out of the change room and stands in front of the mirror. "As long as you promise to behave. What about this one?"

"I really like that one. I want to see the red one I picked out, though." She laughs and looks at herself a bit more.

"Okay. This one is definitely a contender, though."

She changes again and I wait patiently. Normally I hated shopping, but for some reason the opposite was true when I was with Lana. I liked picking out clothes for her to try on...I don't know why.

"Alright." She opens the door and I feel my mouth fall open. "What do you think?" I just stare at her, so she walks over to the mirror to see for herself. "Babe, seriously, stop staring at me like that. Do you like it?"

I nod and stand up. She watches me carefully as I walk over to her. "Your boyfriend has amazing taste, doesn't he?" I take her hand and twirl her around in a circle. She laughs and turns back to the mirror.

"Apparently. So you like it, then?"

"Very much." Holy fuck, she looks good.

"Better than the black one?" I nod and she turns back to the mirror. "Alright, I guess this is the one, then. Well done, Harry." She winks at me and heads back into the dressing room. "What does your mom want for Christmas?"

"I have a few ideas. Why?"

She comes out with the dress in her hand. "I want to get her something."

"That's sweet, babe, but you don't have to do that."

We walk to the counter so she can pay. "I want to. She's been so good to me since you guys moved here. Especially since my mom left." She inserts her credit card into the debit machine. I smile at her while she punches in her pin number and hands it back to the cashier. She takes her bag and looks back at me, smiling a little when she sees my expression. "What?"

"You're amazing," I say, taking her hand and leading her out of the store. "Why don't we get her something from both of us?"

"I noticed she has a pair of diamond earrings she wears all the time. Does she have anything to match them?"

I shake my head. "They were her grandmother's. They're really old. Robin and I look for something every year, but nothing seems to quite go with them."

"I have an idea." She leads me to a jewellery store a few stores down. One of the sales associates does a double take when he sees her.

"Lana!" he shouts, running over and hugging her. I eye her questioningly. "How are you, darling? You look fantastic! And who is this?"

His enthusiasm is a little overwhelming. She laughs. "This is my boyfriend, Harry. Harry, this is Carter."

"Hi." We shake hands and he smiles at me.

"You're quite the cutie, aren't you? Well done, Lana." I smile awkwardly while they laugh.

"Carter, I need your help with something."

"Your wish is my command, my lovely. What do you need?"

Lana takes out her phone and shows him a picture of my mother's earrings. "Do you have anything that will go with these?"

"Let's take a look." As he goes back behind the counter I look at her questioningly. How does she have a picture? She winks at me and turns back to the guy. "Those are quite unique. Where did you get them?" Carter asks, looking at his selection.

"They aren't mine, they're his mother's," she says, pointing to me. "They're kind of an heirloom."

"Vintage?"

"I would say so."

"They're just gorgeous," he says, looking at both of us. I smile at him; I really don't have anything to contribute to this conversation. "I don't know if I have anything here...I'll just check my special collection for you." He winks and walks to the back of the store.

I raise an eyebrow at her. "Special collection?"

"Yeah, there's a few pieces they don't put in the cases. They keep them in the back and only take them out for certain customers."

"Wow."

She laughs as Carter comes back with a large box. "Okay, this is one I set aside for you specifically."

"For me? Why?"

"I figured your father would be in here this year to get you something, and I knew you would just love it. Take a look." He opens the box and I hear Lana gasp a little.

"It's gorgeous," she says, taking it from him with one hand and gently touching the diamond with the other. "It's perfect, don't you think?" She looks up at me. I smile down at her. She clearly loves this necklace.

"He said he wanted you to have it though, for yourself."

"No, it's so perfect for your mom."

"Are you sure?"

She nods and gives it back to him. She turns and puts her hand on my arm. "You like it, right?"

"It's beautiful." She smiles and nods to Carter, who takes it and starts to wrap it.

"I'll give you two a special price. Do you want me to put it on your father's tab?"

"No, we'll be paying for it." She takes out her wallet and I do the same. To say I had a little money from my time with Zayn would be an understatement.

"I can pay for it, Lan," I say, taking out my credit card.

"No, it's from both of us. I can afford it, it's fine."

"Alright, just pay me back later." I pay on my card and we take the wrapped box with us out of the store. I wait for Lana outside while she says bye to Carter. She puts her hand in mine while we walk through the rest of the mall.

"How do you know him so well?"

"Carter? Oh, he's worked there for as long as we've lived here. He helps us every time. My mom used to leave me with him so she could shop without me."

"She left you alone?"

She laughs and shrugs while she picks up a tacky christmas mug. "I liked hanging out with him. He always gave me the best boy advice. I'm totally getting this for Louis." I laugh and she pays for it. We continue finding tacky gifts for our friends and family. Stocking stuffer type gifts. Lana buys a really nice scarf and a purse for Eleanor, and a watch for her dad. She gives up on Brooke for today; apparently she's impossible to shop for.

"I think I'll get this for Robin," I say, holding up a leather jacket. I remember my mum saying he wanted one, but would never buy one for himself. We walk past a kiosk in the aisle of the mall and see some tacky christmas underwear and socks. I buy some fore Louis as a joke. We haven't been friends very long, so I have no idea what else to get him. That just leaves Niall and Gemma.

"So, my sister is coming to visit for the holidays."

"Oh really? That's great, your mom must be so excited. How long is she coming for?"

We walk into the next store so I can buy a soccer ball for Niall. "I think a week. Maybe a little longer." She nods as we walk back out and into the hallway. "She's really excited to meet you." She looks back up at me and smiles. She looks surprised? I chuckle a little. "Did you honestly think you weren't going to meet her?"

"Well, I know you guys are close so I wasn't sure."

"That's exactly why I want you to."

She smiles and I wrap my arm around her shoulder, kissing the top of her head. I'd only gushed about Lana to my sister every time we talked...she started getting annoyed with me. A few days ago she finally yelled at me asked if I could save something for her to learn for herself.

"Have you told her much about me?" she asks as we walk out to the car. I feel my face flush.

"Not too much," I lie, hoping she doesn't look at me. She does, and she laughs when she sees how red my face is.

"You talk about me don't you." I smile and nod a little. "That's cute. Well, I hope you've told her good things."

"Aren't there any other words you can use to describe me? Really, anything will do."

We climb into the car and I turn the key in the ignition. She reaches over and tucks a curl behind my ear. "But it describes you so well."

I laugh and run my hand through my hair before taking her hand in mine. I lace our fingers together and rest them on my leg. "Then I guess it'll have to do."

She asks me simple questions about my sister on the way home. I didn't realize until now how much I actually missed Gem.

"What day does she get here?"

"I think my mum said she's coming on the 22nd."

"Oh."

I can hear the disappointment in her voice. "What?"

"Nothing. It's great." She smiles at me weakly before looking out her window.

"Lana."

"I'm fine. Seriously. I was going to get Chinese tonight. Do you want to come over?"

I sigh and wait a minute before answering. I don't like it when she keeps things from me. Then again, after last night who am I to talk? "Sounds good." I pull into my driveway and we walk across to her house. She pulls out her phone.

"Dad? Yea, it's Lana. I'm fine, are you going to London? Okay. Yep. I'll be fine. Yes I'm sure. No, don't do that. Because you don't need to bother Eleanor's mom, I'm going to be fine on my own." She rolls her eyes as we step onto the porch. I lean against the wall next to the door and wait for her. "Yes. I know! Dad, okay, stop. I will call Mrs. Calder if I need anything, but I won't. I will be fine, I promise. What? Dad!" She looks at me and turns away a little, but I can see her face go a little red. "We are not talking about this. No. I know that. Oh my gosh, dad! Fine, alright, just stop talking about this now. Have fun in London. I love you, too. What? Yeah, that's fine with me I'm just surprised. Okay, I'll talk to him. Bye." She hangs up and reaches into her purse for her keys. I take some of the shopping bags from her hands so she can look easier.

"He's worried about me, isn't he?" I ask, smiling as she unlocks the door.

"Worried about what? My extremely attractive horny teenage boyfriend that lives across the street? No, of course not." She opens the door and takes the bags from my hands to put them on the floor by the stairs.

"Your dad thinks I'm extremely attractive? That's kind of weird." I close the door and sit down on the couch. She laughs and sits beside me.

"I may have added that part in."

"That makes me feel a little better. And I'm not that horny. It's unfair to assume that of all teenage males. It's discrimination."

She laughs again and picks my arm up to put it around her shoulders. "Maybe it is, but it's definitely fair to assume about you."

"No it isn't!"

"Harry."

"I'm serious." She looks up at me and raises her eyebrows. "Okay, fine. But that doesn't mean I can't control myself."

"Whatever you say, Styles." She suddenly throws one of her legs over me, putting herself on my lap and facing me. Apparently she's testing me. "Are you staying here tonight?"

"Well the horny teenage boy answer would be yes." I put my hands on her legs. "However, apparently I have to prove that I am not that. So I will be sleeping in my own bed tonight."

She slides her hands up my chest and rests then on the back of my neck. "Fine. I'll just sleep alone then. I guess I don't really need you for what I had planned." She climbs off me and walks to the kitchen. Oh boy.

"Well I haven't made any decisions quite yet," I say slowly, following her, "what did you have in mind?"

She shrugs as she takes a pepsi out of the fridge and hops up on the counter. I stand between her legs. I can see she's trying not to smile as I stare at her. She doesn't speak so I take a step back and lean against the island across from her. She takes a sip and I fold my arms across my chest.

"Nothing? Not even a hint?" She shakes her head and I roll my eyes. "Well, then I guess I'm going to have to come over and find out for myself."

"That would probably be the easiest." She hops down and walks by me, heading for the stairs.

"I'll order the food then?" She takes her bags and nods as she goes up to her room. I call for the Chinese food delivery and go back to the living room to put in a disc of Friends. I start the next episode we haven't seen and sit back on the couch. I hear her come down the stairs.

"Harry!" She runs and jumps over the back of the couch. I laugh as she lands and straightens herself out. "You did not start it without me!"

"Haven't you already seen them all?"

"That doesn't matter. We are watching them together." She snuggles up next to me while I shake my head.

"So, what else did your dad say on the phone?"

"What do you mean?"

"It sounded like he wanted you to talk to me about something."

"Oh, yea. Umm.." she sighs and sits up, looking me in the eye. "He said if I wanted I could invite you to spend Christmas with us. Well, Christmas Eve."

"Why Christmas Eve?"

"We have always done presents that night for some reason. I think it's because my grandma went to church and she didn't want to do presents Christmas day. It took the focus off the actual meaning or something. Anyway, my dad always goes to church Christmas morning, so we don't get time for gifts."

"Are you okay with that? With me being here with you two?"

"Of course! It would probably be easier for me if you were here. I don't know what it's going to be like this year without my mom."

"Then I will be here."

"Are you sure? Your parents won't want you home on Christmas Eve? You don't want to be home on Christmas Eve?"

"They'll be fine. If you want me here then that's where I'll be." I lean down and kiss her lips softly. I pull back to watch the TV, but she puts her hands on either side of my face and pulls it back down to her own. I chuckle against her mouth and lay her down on her back, positioning myself on top of her. Suddenly there's a knock on the door, which makes me pull back suddenly.

"Damn it."

She laughs and sits up. "I'll get it." She kisses my cheek and goes to the door.

Why does this happen every time. It really isn't fair.

Notes

IM SORRY i havent updated in a while...i wasnt sure how i felt about this chapter. still not. so i hope its okay :S

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