Holidays don’t always go to plan
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Me and Harry both decided to visit Anne for the holidays. However on the drive there it was silent, not an comfortable silence but one where you can feel the tension rising in the air and puts you on edge. Recently, me and Harry hadn't been on the best of terms, we had been together for a year and half now and only recently just moved in with one another but since we did that we had been causing arguments over the smallest things, like who does the washing next, accidentally puts the wrong colours together or even just leaving the toilet seat up.
"(Y/n), can we just be civil while we're at mums? She doesn't need the arguing while we're here," he's speaking to like I'm the only one starting them.
"Ok," I leaned my head against the window to calm my nerves. "It isn't just me Harry," I mumbled to myself. He must have heard because it was followed by a grunt and him drumming his fingers on the wheel. Well this is a great start.
It wasn't long till we pulled up to Anne's house, it was in the countryside and gave us a chance to have a peaceful week while we're here and take a break from reality. The front door opened and Anne came down the stairs and started to walk towards us, Harry soon followed and got out to meet her half way. A sigh left my lips as they interlocked in a hug, well let's get this holiday started then. Harry must have forgotten I was here as he started to walk towards the house leaving him mum behind, I climbed out the car and opened the back to get our bags out, at least it wasn't that much to carry. "Here let me help you out love," Anne came around the side and took Harry's bag while I grabbed my own.
"Thanks," she smiled.
"Well I thought I taught my son better to help a lady with the bags, but no rush I have a week to iron out the crinkles again," she winked and closed the back as I got my bag out. "Don't worry, he's already said you two have been going though a rough patch but don't worry to much about it dear, it's normal to have this in a relationship and I'm here for you both if you need me," god wasn't she such a great mum.
"Thank you," we pulled the bags into the house and to the bottom of the stairs. Harry sat on the couch flicking though different channels trying to find something that peaked his interest. "Harry could you help me carry the bags up please and I'll put them away?" I wasn't asking him to run a ten mile marathon but it sounded like it as he once again grunted and threw the controller to the side and stood up, taking both of the bags and walking up the stairs.
Anne gave me a small smile and patted my shoulder, "I'll make us some hot chocolate and we can talk about what's going on with that boy of mime,"
"Thank you but I don't wanna be a bother, you've already invited us into your home I don't wanna put our problems on you too," she shook her head.
"Nonsense," she disappeared into the kitchen.
The stairs creaked as I walked up them and into the room, Harry now laid on the bed eyes closed and the bags in the middle of the room just placed randomly. I walked over to them and laid them on the ground and started pulling the clothes out to put on the hangers but I must have been a bit to loud for Harry's liking. "Ughhh, be quiet please?" He glared at me. I placed the top on a coat hanger and placed it inside.
"Sorry..." I uttered.
"Look (y/n), I told you already I don't wanna argue. I'm tired, I've been busy recording the new album, I drove us here and had to put up with your nagging on the way here and now I just want to sleep. You couldn't even carry the bags up yourself," ouch.
"You two I just finished dinner for us, come down before it gets cold," Anne called up to us.
///At dinner///
Anne sat at the head of the table, me on her right and Harry on her left that put him right in front of me. "So you two, how are things?" She questioned as she cut into her food.
"Good thank you," Harry lied and smiled. Another lie.
"And you (y/n)?" She looked at me but before I could answer Harry did.
"She's fine mum, we both are," again with that fake smile.
"Harry Edward Styles she can answer for herself can't she not?" She scolded him.
"I'm fine, thank you Anne and must I say this dinner is just perfect," a look of doubt showed in her eyes.
"See I told you mum," Harry input.
Dinner didn't last long due to the awkwardness but when it came to an end I offered to clean the dishes, "here let me do that," I took the plates from her and went to carry them to the kitchen to clean.
"Finally helping them?" I placed the dishes on the side.
"What do you mean Harry?"
"You've just seemed to be lazy the past couple days," he crossed his arms and leaned against the frame.
"Not now Harry," I put bluntly.
"What I'm just saying? Don't take it to heart," that was it.
"Don't take it to heart you say? Oh I wasn't Harry, I didn't take to heart when you would come back late and moan at me for not cleaning because I was making dinner but I thought he's had a long day at work and I should have, that's the least I could do. I didn't take to heart when you didn't say love you back when I did, I didn't take to heart as you grunt and mumble under your breath and before actually talking to me about the problems WE have you go to your mum instead," I felt the tears and turned to him. "I don't know what is wrong with you recently Harry, maybe stress I don't know. But don't you dare call me selfish," I snapped.
"What are you crying for? You're obviously taking it to heart (y/n), grow up! I'm the one to go to work and record and pay our bills and make you happy to buy you things," he raised his voice.
"You don't have to do them things, I offered to get a job but you wouldn't let me, I tell you endlessly you don't need to buy me things but you do. Don't you dare make me out to be a gold digger," that's it. "Maybe I should just move out," I turned away.
"Yeah maybe you should because clearly we aren't ready," the tears came streaming down at that.
"Harry Edward Styles, how dare you say that!" Anne argued with him. He walked out, something must definitely be on his mind to ignore his mum like that, Harry was his mummy's boy. "Oh come here dear," she walked over and took me in her arms as I cried.
"I'm so sorry, so sorry," I hiccuped.
"No, no it's fine," she rubbed my back. "It's no excuse for what he said but he's just tired and we both know he says stuff he doesn't mean when he's tired and he's working on an album what is gonna get him more stressed so pay no attention to what he says," she comforts me and takes a step back. "Harry get here right now mr!" She calls for him and he walks in head down and hands in pockets. "Now mr, I know I raised you better then that and you shouldn't say such a thing even if you're tired, you know better," she points a finger at him. "Now you two better make up and don't think about leaving this kitchen till you do," it was just an awkward silence when she left.
"Look ha-"
"No wait... I didn't mean what I said, I'm sorry. I'm just stressed out with everything and I know that's no excuse for what I said and I know you do everything and I'm acting like the selfish one right now," he looked at me and pulled me into a hug. "I hate seeing you cry and it's worse when that reason is because of me," he takes his thumb and rubs the tear stains away. "See better already," he forced a smile.
"You're so dumb sometimes, you know you can always talk to me, no matter what," I pulled back and met his eye. "I love you Mr Styles but no more arguments," he nodded and embraced me once more. "Still want me to move out then,"
"Never... Never leave me (Y/n)."
"I won't as long as you want me there but later we need to talk more about this ok?" He nodded. "Thank you," he lifted my chin and bent down slightly and caught my lips with his.
"See I knew you two wouldn't take long to make up," Anne smiled. "Well you two do that in your room and not in the kitchen mr," she joked. "Now you two go finish talking about things, I'll finish down here," to say the least Harry was the luckiest man to have a mum like her.
"I'm sorry mum for what I did and ruined dinner," she shook her head.
"Nonsense just don't do it again or your be grounded mr," she once again joked causing us to all laugh. How this was a holiday.
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