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Something To Live Up To

Cinquenta e Sete

I was getting ready for my lunch with Harry's family when a certain doubt invaded my head: What if they don't like me?
That's something probably every girl questions when she's about to meet her boyfriend's mother but I guess in my case it was worse. Harry could choose any girl in the world dto meet his mother, but he chose me. Out of everyone, will she like me?

I was completely lost in my thoughts when I heard Harry on the hall speaking to his phone I assumed once Louis was out and we were the only ones in the house.

"Yes, we'll be on the road soon." I heard him say. I know it's bad to hear other's conversations but in my defense he was speaking loudly. "I think we can get there in 45 minutes more or less." *pause* "I think she's a bit nervous to meet you and Gem but I'm sure you'll love her." *pause* "Yeah just don't embarrass me okay?"

I couldn't help but giggle a little with his last sentence, it was so cute.

"Okay mum, love you, bye."

I immediatly distracted myself in the mirror again, fixing my dress again when he entered the bedroom.

"So?" I asked twirling a little to show him my dress and hair.

"I think it's needless to say you look stunning as always." He pecked my lips.

"You're not helping." I narrowed my eyes.

"But it's true!" He complained. "Plus my mum has already seen you multiples times."

"In magazines, that's different. They don't always look for the best side."

"That's why I sent her a picture of you." He winked sweetly.

"Oh you did?" I raised my eyebrow.

"Yes." He took his phone from the pocket. "This one." He showed me the screen.

"That's from my prom." I pointed out.

"Yes it is indeed. I took it from your twitter."

"That's so sweet." I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He immediatly pushed his tongue to my mouth exploring it for the 100000000000th time though I could never get tired of him.
Wildly he tried to push my dress up with his hands massaging my thighs.

"No way." I said against his lips realizing what he wanted.

"Why?" He pouted.

"Cauze we have no time and it'll mess up my hair." I kissed his pout. "And we did it this morning in the shower."

"And it's still very pleasant."

"You're insatiable Mr. Styles!" I patted his butt jokingly.

"Always Mrs. Cortês." He pushed me closer. "Why are you laughing?"

"Nothing. It's just very funny the way you say my name."

"You have a weird name."

"It's a portuguese name, too much for your league." I released myself from his arms in order to get my purse.

"Definitely." He joked.


We were on Harry's car almost reaching our mark when I remembered to ask him something.

"How many more pictures do you have of me in your phone?".

"This one. It's my background." He handed me his phone once more.

"I'm astonished. You never showed me this."

"You look extremely cute. You have dimples you know?"

"Really? You only noticed that now?" I turned to him.

"No. But it's nice, imagine our kids! They'd have really marked dimples." My heart sank when he mentioned those words.


"Yeah." He shrugged.

"You want kids?" I asked curiously.

"Yes. You don't?" He faced me when we stopped at the traffic light.

"Yes of course, more than one actully but not now obviously, I'm seventeen." I explained.

"Now that you mention it, your birthday's soon." He observated.

"That's only in September. It's almost two months away."

"Will you be in Portugal?"

"Probably. I need to sort everything out for college."

"Humm, you could spend your birthday here..." He said almost in a whisper as if he was afraid of saying those words.

"I'm not sure my mother or friends will let me, it's my eighteen birthday."

"They could all come here." He suggest, jokingly I guessed, I couldn't figure.

"I don't know, we'll see. Plus, we don't know if we're still together."

"What makes you think we wont?" He frowned.

"Nothing, I'm just saying."

"Is there any reason why you're saying that?"

"No Harry, chill. I just made an observation. The truth is you don't know, as much as we love and care for each other now, no one can predict the future."

"Humm." He said still not convinced.

"God, you're so stubborn." I rolled my eyes.

"No I'm not."

"Yeah right, your answer right now proved exacly the contrary." I said though he just sighed in response. I hate it when he does that, gets mad so easily! I guess that's something we have in common.

After a while of silence I decided to break the tension in the car. After all, I don't want to go mad at him to our luch. So I reached for his hair and caressed his curls while he drove.
He immediatly relaxed in his seat and surrended to my touch without a word being said.

Too soon for my liking we arrived his family house.
It looked really big but still warming.

"So this is where you lived when you were just a regular boy?" I joked.

"Yes." He said opening the car's door for me.

"It's really cute. And I totally imagine this being your mum's house."

"How do you know?" He smiled fondly.

"I don't but you tell me so much about her that I feel like I already know her." I explained.

"Well, you will now!" He reached for my hand entwining our fingers. "Ready?" He asked. I simply nodded not sure if I could say a word right now. I was really nervous and my stomach was killing me.
Of course he immediatly realised it and kissed me softly. "It will be fine." He assured.

As we reached the door it was rapidly pushed open by a girl, his sister.

"Hi." She said smiling largely, with the exact same slime as her brother. She kissed Harry and hugged him slightly. "And you must be Mia." She locked eyes on me.

"Yes, hello." I smiled shyly.

"I'm Gemma, Harry's sister." She said hugging me.

"I'm sure she got that." Her brother said. "Where's mum?" He entered the house.

"He's a bit nervous too." She whispered but still audible enough so Harry could hear it.

"Sorry, I was caught up with something upstairs." His mom appeared from the upper floor. She looked really beautiful and I immediatly recognized her from pictures.

"Hi baby." She hughed him very tightly. I could see she really missed him, just as much as he did. "So this is famous Mia." She approached me hugging me too.

"Yes." I smiled nervously. "Nice to meet you."

"Mum, this is Mia, Mia this is my mum Anne." Harry came to my side holding my hand.

"I've heard so much about you that I feel like I already know you." She said sweetly.

"I could say the same thing."

"Really? Oh you talk about me Harry?" She looked proudly at his son, eyes twinkling.

"No, Mia's over reacting." He blushed slightly.

"I'm not. You do talk a lot about your mother." I told him.

"What about me?" Gemma stepped in the conversation.

"He talks a lot about his family."

"Oh really?" She ruffled his hair but he immediatly slapped her hand away.

"Is luch ready?" He asked changing the topic of the conversation.

"Almost, why don't you show Mia the house while me and Gemma get everything done?"

"Sure." He nodded. "Come with me."

We went in a tour around the house. It's really big I must say, it even has games room and a library.
Of course he left his room for last.
As soon as he opened the last door I instantly recognized it. Even if he didn't tell me, I'd still say it's his room. It had a single bed but slightly bigger than a normal one and a desk with a pile of papers and some pictures below.
In the corner there was a chair with a big bear.

"You have a bear in your room?"

"My sister gave it to me when I turned 18."

I approached the pictures he had on the wall and analised it better. It was lots of pictures with his friends and relatives. But there was one that really caught my attention.

"You have a picture of Rihanna?" I turned to him.

"She was my celebrity crush." I chuckled.

"She was huh?"

"Yes, was. Cause now I have a new crush." He picked me up from the floor and placed me on the bed. "You know I've always had this fantasy of having you in my bed, this bed." He said hovering above me.

"Really? Tell me more about it." I crashed my lips on his, enjoying the taste of his mouth. He immediatly played the game and started kissing my neck very seductively. I had to bite my lip not to moan otherwise it'd be extremely embarassing. My hands traveled under his shirt and i started roaming it along his spine feeling him shivering at my hands.
Revenge came soon as he pushed my dress up and planted small kisses on my belly and right below my panties.
I tugged his curls and pressed my head against the pilow fighting my own voice.

"You can scream if you want." He said already panting.

"Are you crazy?" I said capturing my lips with his again. I started unbuttoning his pants when his mother called for lunch.

"No." He groaned hidding his head on the crook of my neck.

"Seems like we're destined not to have sex today." I said kissing his temple.

"That's really frustrating." He said ticking my neck with his breath making me shiver.

"It's okay, we'll do it later."

"As long as that is a promise." He stated.

"Of corse." I murmured. "Now if you don't wnat your mum to come here and see us like this I sugest you get you ass up."


Durig our lucnh we had a very pleasant talk with lots of laughs. Anne was interested about knowing more about my family and I gladly told her everything. On the other hand Gemma was curious about mine and Harry's relationship wanting to know how it all started. Harry said he already told her everything but she aleged she wanted to hear my version of the story.

In the end Harry and Anne started picking up everything from the table even when I insisted I'd help.

"Do you wanna see picture of Harry when he was a baby?" Gemma said mischievously.

"Of course, he'll hate it." I smiled largely.

"Exacly!" Se stated making me laugh even more. I had a feeling we'd get along really well. She immediatly stood up and brough some albums to show me.

"This was one of the first pictures my dad ook of him."

"Omg he looks sooo cute!" I helf the album in my hands.

"It paints me to say it but he really does. Here's in our gramma's birthday."

"That really looks like him already!"

"Yes, that pretty face came up very soon." She said. "Oh ah here it's me and him!"

"Aww you look so cute." I observated the picture mesmerized.

"Yeah I tried." She laughed.

"What are you doing?" Harry appeared from the kitchen ans sawu us spread aroun the floor with multiple albums. "Oh no you didn't." He gasped.

"You look so cute love!" I told him.

"That's not supposed to be shown Gem." He closed the album I was seeing.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because that's embarassing." He continued.

"No, it isn't." I took the album from his hands.

"You're not giving up are you?" He sighed.

"Not really." I smiled.

"Fine." He sighed. "Then I'll watch it with you." He sat next to me and explained the meaning of some pictures.

"Wow, a girl is finally controlling you." Gemma raised her eyebrows. "I think I already like you Mia." She winked.


We spent the rest of the day in Harry's family company till it was time to go. I remember when Harry was saying goodbye to his mum and I heard her whispering in his ear: "She's the perfect girl for you son." It was so overwhelming I almost felt like crying.

"Please come visit us soon." She hugged me fondly.

"Yes, please do. We have much more albums in my father's house." Gemma winked.

"Okay time to go." Harry pushed me out of the house as soon as he heard those words.

"Once again thanks for everything." I told them before we left.

Our drive home was very peaceful as Harry asked me what I thought of our day. Of course I told him everything was amazing and I was saying the truth. I really felt welcoming in his house and his mother and sister are the sweetest persons ever.

When we arrived the flat I was pretty tired but I knew I had a promise to keep. As soon as we entered his room I pushed him against the wall and emoved his shirt attaching my lips to his.

"Looks like you're the one who's insatiable." He murmured against my lips before placing me on the bed.


Well I know what you're thinking but today I felt like posting pictures.. :b
So the other day I was thinking about this fic my readers and it occured me I don't know where are my readers from... Which country do you live in? ;)


Thank you!! I'm not very happy with this fic actually because I wrote it a while ago and it has toooons of mistakes like spelling and all so in the aspect I think the sequel is better and I hope you like it, I've received a lot of positive comments on the sequel... :)
Yeah, Portuguese! Yes I'm portuguese from Portugal that's the reason why it has so many errors like I told you above. x

So i just finished this fan fiction and i absolutly love it!!! <3 nobody absolutly nobody can or will change my mind about that and i am very happy you are making a sequal becuase that was a major cliff hanger!!!! Anyways i really pove this story and i am very glad you wrote it! And i have one question: do you speak porgougeuse? (And sorry if i spelt it wrong)

ohw,i didn't c that part

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