Harry's POV

I run into the kitchen and see my family sitting at the table, food spread across it. It smells amazing.

"Good morning, Harry. Where's Lana? We won't start without her," my mum says, standing to get the carton of juice of of the fridge.

"She's coming." I walk over to Gemma and she stands to hug me. "It's good to see you."

"You too," she says, rubbing my back and pulling away. She ruffles my hair, which I'm sure is already a mess, when I see Lana walk into the kitchen slowly. I stare at her and Gemma follows my gaze. "You must be Lana?" She walks over to Lana.

"And you must be Gemma."

"That's me. It's so great to finally meet you." She pulls Lana in for a hug. Lan looks at me and I smile. "Harry has already basically told me everything, though, so forgive me if it seems like I know you better than I should." They both look at me and Lana laughs.

"Aww, look! He's turning red," Lana says, pointing at me. I roll my eyes and sit down across from Robin. Lana comes and sits beside me while Gemma sits across from her. She glares at me.

"What?"

"You know what."

"If I had told you before you wouldn't have come down here." I put some bacon on my plate and pass it to her.

"Some warning would have been nice." She takes it and passes it along when she's done.

"Did you sleep alright? You two looked so adorable all snuggled up on the couch last night," my mum says, passing Robin the bowl of scrambled eggs. Lana's face goes slightly red and I chuckle. So much for my mum not embarrassing her.

"Yea, I slept well."

"Do you usually wear Harry's underwear?"

"Gemma!" I shout, trying not to laugh. Lana laughs nervously and I put my hand on her leg. "Go easy."

"What? It's a fair question. They look better on her anyway."

"I know that, but you don't have to point it out."

"Oh shush, Harry. So, Lana. Tell me something Harry wouldn't have already told me about you. If there's anything left, that is." I narrow my eyes at her and she smiles sarcastically.

Lana laughs and looks at me. "Did you just talk about me every time you guys talked on the phone?"

I shake my head and chew my food, but Gemma speaks before I can swallow. "Yes, he did. No offence, but it was quite irritating. He's clearly smitten."

"Not smitten, sweetheart. Harry's in love," my mum teases, poking my arm. Lana laughs and I lean my elbows on the table so I can cover my face with my hands. Apparently this is more embarrassing for me than for Lana. She laughs and continues eating her breakfast. Robin and I stay pretty quiet for the rest of the meal; the three ladies don't let either of us get a word in. Lana and Gemma seem to get along perfectly. We all finish and clean up together.

"Well, I'm going to go take a shower. Lana, mum and I were going to go shopping. Do you want to join us?"

"That would be great. Do I have time to run home and get ready?"

"Of course, darling! Take your time, we weren't planning on leaving for another hour or two."

"You guys are insane. The mall is going to be crazy busy right now," I say, walking up behind Lana and wrapping my arms around her neck. Gemma raises her eyebrows and stifles a laugh. "What are you laughing about?"

"Nothing. Just weird to see you be all...affectionate and stuff." I roll my eyes and release Lana. She looks at me and raises an eyebrow. "Never thought the day would come."

"Everyone seems to be so shocked by our relationship. Why exactly is that?" She teases, poking my chest.

I shrug. She knows what they mean, I told her about my past. A girlfriend was never in the cards for me in Bradford. Now, I couldn't imagine not having her.

"I'm sure it's because you're way too good for him," Gemma says, exiting the kitchen.

"How very kind of you," I shout after her. I couldn't think of a better comeback. Lana pats my arm and goes up the stairs to my bedroom. I follow her. She picks up her clothes and gets her phone off the desk.

"Alright, I'm going to go home and shower."

"Okay, let's go." I say, taking her hand and leading her out. She laughs while we walk down the stairs.

"I'm sorry, I don't recall inviting you."

"I don't need an invitation."

"Harry, my dad is probably home." I open the door and look across the street.

"Nope, his car is gone. Let's go."

She stays where she is and pulls on my hand. I turn back to her. "You should probably stay here."

"Nope. Mum?" I shout. I hear her say something in response. "I'll be back in a bit. I'm going to bring Lana home."

"Harry I live across the street."

"Your point?"

"That's a lame excuse."

"I don't need an excuse. Now let's go," I say, smiling and pulling her out the door. She pulls back and tries to get her hand out of mine. I laugh. "You're so weak. It's cute." She continues struggling so I throw her over my shoulder. She sighs and stops struggling. I walk across the street. "Keys please." I hold my hand behind me and she slams her keys into it. I unlock the door and carry her straight upstairs.

"Okay, Harry, you're inside. You can put me down now." I continue to carry her while I go into the bathroom and turn the water on. "Can I at least get some clean towels?"

"Where are they?"

"Put me down and I'll tell you."

I start looking in all the cupboards of her bathroom before going to her closet. They're not in there either.

"They're in the hall closet," she says finally. I walk out and take a stack from the closet and go back into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I put the towels on the vanity and set her down so she's sitting beside them. "That was unnecessary," she says, folding her arms.

"Not really." I remove my shirt and reach for the bottom of my sweatshirt that she's wearing. She rolls her eyes and slowly puts her arms above her head so I can pull it off her. I throw it on the floor and kiss her hard. She sighs into my mouth and tangles her fingers into my hair. After a few minutes she reaches down and pushes my track pants down. I pull back from her and take them off while she removes her shirt. I kiss her again and put my hands under her legs to pick her up. She puts her hands on the back of my neck and I push her up against the wall beside the shower, her legs wrapped around my waist. I reach behind her and unclip her bra. She unwraps her legs and slides down the wall slowly, running her fingers along my skin above the top of my boxers. I moan against her mouth and feel her smile. She pulls her face away from mine and I attempt to catch my breath. She watches my face while she slides her bra off, then reaches down and lets the boxers fall to the floor. She kisses me tenderly before stepping into the shower. I smile and pull a drawer open to pull out a condom.

"What are you doing? she asks, poking her head out. I hold up the package and she raises an eyebrow. "So presumptuous, Styles."

"Yes, yes I am."

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Lana's POV

"I don't know what to wear."

"Maybe because you have too many clothes."

I put my bra and underwear on and stand there looking at my clothes. He was probably right. What do I wear on an outing with Harry's sister and mother? Skirt? Pants? Dress?

"What do you think Gemma will wear?"

I hear him laugh and get off the bed. He leans against the doorframe. "I have no idea. Clothes?"

"Thanks, Harry, that's helpful." I decide to go with something simple. I slide on some green jeans and a simple white button-up top. "This will have to do."

"Oh, it'll do." He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist. He's just wearing track pants, allowing me to admire his tattoos. Normally I didn't care for tattoos, but on Harry...they're sexy as hell.

"You should probably put a shirt on."

"I don't have one."

"Then you should probably go."

He laughs. "Why!"

"Oh I think you know why." He smirks. "So let me finish getting ready in peace."

He chuckles and leans down to kiss me. I lean backwards and try to distance myself from him, but he just steps with me and pushes me against the shelves that hold my shoes. My breathing hitches when he leans in towards my face. "Can't get away from me that easily, love."

"A girl can try."

He smiles as his lips push against mine and his tongue quickly finds its way into my mouth. I slide my hands over his abs and chest, lacing my fingers on the back of his neck. I could never get enough of this. After a while I push against his chest. He pulls his face back a few inches.

"Is there a problem?"

"Not at all. But I do need to finish getting ready."

"Fine." He kisses me again and steps away. "You look nice."

"Thank you. Now get your ass out of my house." He raises an eyebrow and smirks at me. I spin him around and push him to my bedroom door. "I'm serious!"

"Alright fine, fine! I'm leaving." He spins around when he reaches the door. "Just give me a kiss first."

"I just did."

"No, I kissed you."

I roll my eyes and fold my arms. "Are you kidding me?"

He smiles goofily. "Nope."

I shake my head and laugh a little, then put my hands on either side of his face and pull it down to mine. I kiss him quickly and push him back, but he wraps his arms around my waist and hugs me against him so he can kiss me again. I laugh against his mouth. He pulls away after a few minutes.

"I really need to get ready."

He smiles and kisses the tip of my nose lightly. "Alright, I'm leaving." He kisses me again quickly and walks out the door. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. It's not that easy having a boyfriend that's so damn attractive. Plus his kissing is perfection. I go into the bathroom and brush my hair and spray some saltwater spray in it to make it wavy. I put on some light make up and a long necklace with a key on the end. I'm pleased with my appearance, so I get a jacket and a purse, which I put my phone in . I slide some black boots on, go across the street and knock on the door. Gemma answers.

"Hey, Lana! Come on in," she says, gesturing inside. I smile and take my boots off.

"My mum is almost ready. Harry's getting dressed I think."

"Alright. So, you two are pretty close I gather?" I ask, following her into the kitchen. I sit at the island and she takes a bottle of water out of the fridge.

"Yea. Always have been. He's pretty easy to get along with." She takes a sip and leans back against the counter. "I'm sure you know that."

"Yea, he is. Most of the time." She laughs and nods in agreement.

"I can tell that he cares about you. I've never seen him act this way around a girl."

"What do you mean?"

"He's so...attentive. He watches your every move like you'll break or something. And whenever he gets the chance he just stares at your face. I can see that he loves you." Her eyes go wide when she realizes what she said. "Shit! Don't tell him I said that. You guys probably haven't said that to each other you haven't been together that long and-"

"It's fine," I laugh, holding up a hand. "We have. Don't worry about it."

"You have?" I nod and see Harry come into the kitchen. She turns and narrows her eyes at him and smacks his arm as he walks by.

"What is with you people hitting me lately?"

"You just happened to forget to tell me you're in love with this girl!"

"How the hec did that come up? What are you two talking about?"

"That's irrelevant. You spend all our time on the phone talking about her. How the hell did you leave that out? It's kind of an important piece of information!"

"Geeze, Gem, calm down."

"You suck." I laugh as they start hitting each other. Harry pins her arms at her sides and she squirms to get our of his grasp. "Alright! I'm done!"

"Thank you." He releases her and she hits him one more time and darts around the island beside me. "Now Lana thinks we're both crazy."

"I already knew that about you," I say to Harry. He rolls his eyes and peels a banana. "You really like those, don't you?"

He nods and takes a massive bite. "He used to eat like four every day," Gemma says, taking the seat beside me. "I can't stand them. They're way too soft. It's gross."

"You're gross," Harry defends, taking another bite.

"This is interesting for me to see this side of you Harry. Such a child," I tease.

"I don't think I like you two associating with each other," he says, pointing back and forth between Gemma and I.

Anne comes down the stairs and comes into the kitchen. "Ready ladies?"

We nod. "Mum, make sure they don't become best friends or something," Harry says as I walk over to him. "I don't think that would be good for me."

"You're probably right, love." Anne pats his arm and walks to the door. I laugh and stand on my tip toes to kiss him.

"I'll see you later."

"Yes you will." He kisses me again and I go to the door and put my boots on. The three of us get into anne's Lexus and head to the mall.

"Are you shopping for gifts?"

"No, we're both already done. Except I have to get something small yet for Robin. We just wanted to go shopping," Gemma says. "Do you need to get anything?"

"Yeah, I still haven't found anything for my friend Brooke. She's impossible to shop for."

"We can help you," Gemma says as we pull into the mall parking lot. Just as expected, it's packed full. We go into the mall and they ask me about Brooke, what kind of things she likes.

"I would get her a bag, but I got one for Eleanor. I don't want to get them the same thing."

"What about jewellery?"

That's an idea I hadn't really thought of. She loves anything shiny...

"That could work." Go through a few jewellery stores but I don't see anything in a reasonable price range that she would like. I'm about to give up when Anne pulls me into one last store. I browse through the selection.

"Lana, come look at this ring," Gemma says, waving me over. She points through the glass ring and I see what she's looking at. It has a silver band with diamonds swirling on either side and a light pink pearl in the centre.

"That's really pretty." A sales associate comes to us and I ask to see the ring. "This would be perfect for her. Good eye, Gemma." She smiles and I tell the lady Ill take it. So much stress relieved! It's ridiculous to think that someone could be so hard to shop for. I pay for the ring and take the small bag. Anne tells us Robin is taking her out for dinner tonight so we convince her to get something new to wear. We go into a few stores and find her a beautiful dark blue dress. Gemma gets a few things but after looking at my large amount of clothing this morning, I decide not to buy anything. Gemma and I get along really well; it's weird to think that we just met this morning. After a few hours we head back home. Harry's Range Rover isn't in the driveway, but Anne invites me in anyway. We decide to watch a movie; Life As We Know It.

"Josh Duhamel is just gorgeous," Gemma says, slouching onto the couch between Anne and I.

"Honey, he's like 40 years old," Anne says, laughing.

"41, actually."

"That's gross."

"I have to agree with Gemma," I say as the movie starts. "He may be old, but he's probably in the top five most attractive men on the planet."

"Hey! He's younger than I am, watch it you two."

We laugh and stop talking as the move starts. About an hour later Harry walks in the house.

"What are you watching?"

We all shush him loudly. He laughs and sits on the recliner. He smiles at me and I put a finger to my lips. He shakes his head and watches the rest of the movie with us. When it's over Gemma and I both sigh as Anne goes to the powder room.

"I would marry him," Gemma says.

"Oh, one hundred percent."

"Hey!" Harry gets up and sits on the armrest beside me. I put my hand on his leg.

"I probably won't get the opportunity, don't worry."

"Probably?" I shrug and Gemma laughs. "You're all mine. I'll fight this guy if he comes near you."

"Chill out, Harry. He would kick your ass anyway. Look at the muscles on him." Gemma picks up the case and points to the picture of him.

"Look at mine!" He says, flexing. I laugh and Gemma rolls her eyes and gets up from the couch.

"Don't go too crazy on the couch, you two. We all have to sit on it."

"Lana has a hard time keeping her hands off me, so I can't make any promises." I smack his leg as Gemma laughs and goes up the stairs. When she's out of sight he falls off the armrest and lays on top of me.

"Harry! Get off me."

"I can't." I laugh and push him so he falls onto the floor. "That wasn't very nice!"

"You deserved it." Anne comes out of the bathroom and laughs when she sees Harry on the floor.

"You two are strange," she says as she walks into the kitchen. Harry gets up and its next to me, wrapping his arms around me and laying down on his back so I'm half on top of him.

"By the way, my father's office Christmas thing is tomorrow night."

"Oh, right, I forgot about that."

"You'll have to wear a suit."

"Okay. Did you have fun shopping?"

"Yea, I finally got a present for Brooke."

"Can I see it?" I nod and get up to get the small back from the table by the front door. I take out the small box the ring is in and hand it to him. He raises an eyebrow and holds back a smile. "Are you proposing to me?"

I roll my eyes. "Yes, that's what I'm doing." He laughs and opens the box.

"It's not really my colour, babe." I smack his arm and sit on his legs. "It's really nice."

"Do you think she'll like it?"

"Of course." He closes the box and hands it back to me.

"Do you want to do something tonight?"

"I can't." I look up at him confused. "I'm going to Louis' house."

"Wow. Okay," I say laughing. Didn't see that one coming. "What are you guys doing?"

"I don't really know. He just asked if I could come over."

"Sneaky. Alright, then. I'll wrap my gifts tonight then."

"Will you be wrapping my gift?"

"Of course."

"What did you get me?" he asks. I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Nice try."

"Give me a hint."

"Okay," I say slowly. "It's fabulous."

He rolls his eyes. "Awesome hint." Getting Harry a gift wasn't very easy. We haven't been together very long, so I didn't want to go overboard. I managed to get my hands on a Manchester United jersey. It's Harry's favourite team and it even has a few of the players' autographs on it. I also got him a tacky pair of christmas boxers and this headband with reindeer antlers on it as a joke.

"I'm going to ho home, then. Let you have your night with the boys." I stand up and he follows me to the door.

"I'll come over later," he says. I shake my ead.

"You should stay here. Hang out with your sister."

"She'll probably be asleep by the time I get back."

"My dad will be at my house tonight."

"I'll be quiet." I laugh and wrap my arms around his neck.

"You're so needy sometimes." I kiss him and open the door. "I'll text you later."

Notes

yay :)
christmas
i hop i keep track of what i got for everyone correctly. dont be too hard on me if i dont :P

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