She made her self comfortable. She looked at me and took a deep breath.

"Since you have a rather... attractive boyfriend, you may feel obligated to do things.

I rolled my eyes annoyed. Her face cringed up as she struggled with the words she wanted to say.

"Are you two...?She asked.

My eyes widen. I knew exactly what she was talking about. Even though we haven't done it, that's way too personal.

"No, we haven't." I said with annoyance in my voice.

"Ok. I just want you to be safe if you do decide to... you know." She said.

"Ok, bye." I said getting up opening the door.

When she left, relief sweep over me. Just as I was about to lay down and go to sleep, my phone buzzed.

"Hey, what you up to?" He asked

" Nothing much, you?" I replied.

"Same. I just got off the phone with my mum, and she wanted to have dinner with me tomorrow and I thought, why not invite you." He said.

"That's sweet of you and I'd love to come." I said smiling.

"Great! I'll pick you up around 8p.m. And wear something nice. " He said.

"K, bye." I said.

I hung up with a smile on my face. Harry wanted me to meet his mom! My nervous slowly kept over my body. I wanted to make a good impression for Harry's mom.

-Next Day-

I spent all afternoon looking through my closet, seeing which dress was sexy, yet appropriate. Getting ready was not an easy job. I had to look perfect for Harry's mom. One little mistake could have her not liking me. I glanced at the clock, it was nearly seven o'clock! Lucky, I found the perfect dress. It was a short cream dress with light ruffles at the bottom. For my accessory, I was wearing pearl earrings that my grandfather got for my 17th birthday. For my shoes, I was wearing nude pumps. I took a hot bath and got to work, I put on my dress, then did my makeup. A little mascara, blush and lip gloss. I went downstairs to show the finished me to my grandparents.

"Wow. Where are you going?!" My grandmother asked.

"Harry and I are going out to dinner." I said.

"You look wonderful!" My grandfather said.

"Thank you." I replied.

The door bell rang. Harry was at the front door when I opened it. His lips formed a smirk. His eyes went up and down.

"You think it's too much?" I questioned nervously.

"You look beautiful and its perfect." He said looking into my eyes.

His comment made me blush. We said goodbye to my grandparents and left. Harry looked good as well. He wore a buttoned up shirt with a tie and jeans. He smelled good too. His hair was perfection. We arrived at this crazy expensive restaurant. We joined his mother at a table. She stood up and gave me a warm hug. She flashed a beautiful smile and introduced her self as Anne.

"It's very nice to finally meet you Elodie." She said as she hugged me.

We all sat down and she just smiled at the both of us.

"I've heard so much good things about you. Harry always talks about you-"

Harry cut her off with saying mom in an annoyed voice. He blushed a bit. I just smiled at him. It was cute that he had a strong and close relationship with his mom. Anne was super nice. She talked to me as if she's known me for a long time. She defiantly knew how to make people feel welcomed. I don't know why I was nervous. Harry's hand was on my thigh the whole time. Sometimes he would slip his hand up a little too far up my dress. I would reply with pinching or slapping his hand away. He would just chuckle a bit. It only his mom knew what he was doing right in front of her. Dinner ended and I hugged Anne one last time.

"Bye. It was nice meet you, darling." She said smiling at me.

She kissed Harry on the cheek, then whispered something in his ear. He chuckled a bit. Then walked back towards me.

"Ready to go?" He said grabbed my hand.

"Yeah." I said wondering what his mom said in his ear. Did she say something bad about me?

While in the car, Harry tried to make conversation, but I wasn't really talking much. I was giving him one word answers like yes and oh and cool. He got the hint something was wrong. We were in a my drive way. When I tried to get out, he locked the door.

"Is something bothering you?" He asked touching my arm.

A little bothered by what happen at restaurant, I chose my words carefully before I told him.

"At the restaurant, before we left, your mom whispered something in your ear. I know it's something little and stupid to get upset over. But-"

He cut me off.

"You think she said something bad about you?" He said turning my face towards his.

I shook my head, looking down again.

"Do you want to know what she said." He asked.

I didn't answer him. I guess he took that as a yes.

"She said that you are very nice girl and she likes you." He said grabbing and kissing my hand.

Notes

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