Eve POV

August 3rd has come faster than I expected.

I packed my clothes for the week we're going away. It's 5:30 in the morning and I'm exhausted. I never wake up this early.

Harry looks fine though, which is odd. He doesn't look tired at all. Then there is me yawning every ten minutes.

Liam will be watching Doug for us while we're away. I would ask Kris, but she easily forgets things and Doug is very scheduled.

"Are you ready to go?" Harry asks me. I make sure I have everything I need for the week.

"Yes." I reply. His eyes meet mine.

"Do you need to pee before we leave? There are no rest stops on the drive." Harry tells me. I chuckle.

"I don't need to pee." I say. His eyes narrow and question me. "I need to pee. I'll be right back." I say. He laughs and I shake my head.

I walk to the bathroom and try not to think about how nervous I am about meeting his family.

***

We're in front of his apartment building and a fancy black SUV pulls up. The car has tinted windows all throughout. My head tilts and my eyes look to Harry.

The driver tips his head at us and opens the trunk and puts our stuff in. "Are you that lazy that you can't drive yourself?" I ask my boyfriend.

"I'm not lazy. I just like showing up in style." My head shakes.

"Having someone drive you is showing up in style?"

"Yes." Harry grins. "Richard will be our driver throughout our trip."

"How fun." I say.

"Ready to go Mr. Styles?" The driver, Richard asks.

"Yep." Harry opens the door to the back seat and nods his head toward the car, indicating he wants me to get in first. I do.

The car inside is comfortable looking. The seats are like the ones in Harry's BMW, which is a leather that is soft and comfortable.

Once Harry closes the door Richard asks if we're all ready to go. Harry answers with a simple 'yes'. Soon the car starts moving.

"I forgot to tell you something." Harry says to me. His voice is low.

"What is it?" I ask.

"My step dad is Jane's Dad." My eyes widen.

"Wait-"

"It's a long story, but no we did not grow up with each other or know our parents were a couple when we were dating." Harry explains briefly. He answers all the questions I had in one shot.

"So, I'm going to meet the father of your wife?"

"Technically, my ex wife." Harry says.

"I didn't want to be rude and say ex wife because I don't know what you say to describe her now, you know?" I ramble briefly.

"I get what you're saying." His hand rests on top of mine.

"Is me going, going to make him uncomfortable?" I ask timidly.

"No, he wants to meet you." My eyebrows furrow. "Don't stress, okay?"

"I'll try." I murmur. A yawn soon escapes my lips and my tiredness catches up with me.

"Take a nap." Harry tells me. "I'll wake you up when we get there."

"You sure?" I ask. Harry nods.

I rest my head back and close my eyes. I soon fall asleep after a few minutes.

***

I wake up with a hand gently shaking me. I peel my eyes open and a yawn leaves my lips. My head is resting on Harry's lap and I look up and see Harry looking down at me.

"We're going to be there in 5 minutes. I just wanted to give you a warning." I nod against his lap.

"You have a comfy lap." I compliment. He chuckles and shakes his head. I soon sit up and pull my hair into a messy bun. I wipe my eyes and look to Harry who's looking at me. He smiles. I poke the dimple peeking through his rosy cheek making him snicker.

Harry leans in and pecks my lips. I've noticed that when we kiss it's always a small peck. It's never a long kiss, just a small and simple one.

"We're here, Mr. Styles." Richard speaks.

"Great. Thank you." Harry replies. The driver nods and we get out of the car. I admire the very large house that is beautiful.

The driveway has three other cars.

"This was your beach house?" I ask Harry.

"Yeah. Nice right?" A smug smile curves on his pink lips.

"Yes. It's not what I was expecting." This is way more fancy and expensive looking than what I had in mind.

"Hm, you should see the inside. The backyard has a pool and hot tub. Then if you walk past the pool you'll see a bridge type thing that leads to the beach."

"Okay then." I murmur. I was expecting us to have to drive to the beach. "So the beach is private property?" Harry nods.

"The one near these homes, yeah." He says with a greedy, smug smile.

"Why did you give the house to your sister?" I ask.

"I never come here. She likes too with her family. I paid off the house so it's not expensive for her. She just has to pay the electric, water, etc."

"Oh." I say. I'm still stunned.

"Ready to go in?" Harry asks me. His voice is humorous. I nudge him.

We walk to the door and as Harry's about to ring the bell the door is pulled back. There is a women, who I assume is his sister. She has her hair in a pony tail and a wide grin is on her lips.

"I'm surprised you actually showed." Harry's sister remarks.

"Ha ha." They hug and I peer my eyes inside the beach house. I feel the cold air from the house touch my skin, causing me to cool off from the burning heat outside.

"You must be Eve." Gemma chirps. Her brown eyes look to me.

"Yeah, that's me." I smile timidly.

"Do you like hugs?"

"I don't mind them." I say. Before I know it, she wraps her arms around me. She pulls away from our hug and rests her hands on my elbows.

"You're much more pretty then what Harry described."

"Gem." He says. His sister grins.

"Anyways, do come in." She steps to the side for us to fit in. As I'm about to grab my suitcase Harry does for me.

I smile a thank you and he grins back softly.

Soon we're greeted with more people. "Eve, this is my husband Robert. Robert this is Harry's girlfriend, Eve." We shake hands and he gives me a friendly smile. "Then this is my son Robbie who is five. My daughter Carly, is three and is taking a nap currently."

I smile at the little boy that looks exactly like Gemma. He has her dimples and smile.

Harry greets his nephew with a hug. My eyes look to the other people who walk over to us. Harry stands next to me and I see an older couple greet us. "Eve, this is my Mother."

"Mother, really?" His Mom remarks to her son who grins to himself. "Nice to meet you, Eve. I'm Anne." We shake hands.

"Hello." I say with a grin. I'm really nervous right now.

"Then this is Robin, my stepdad." We shake hands and he gives me a polite smile. "Is Micheal and his family here?"

"Yeah. He went to check the levels of the pool. His wife is changing their daughter." Harry nods.

"Did we already discuss bedrooms?"

"Sort of." Gemma answers. "We thought you and Eve should get the master bedroom."

"No, that's yours." Harry says.

"It's very rare that you come down Harry. I want you to stay more than two days, so enjoy the master room." She drops the keys in his hand.

It's a bedroom and it has it's own set of keys?

Harry just shrugs. "Anyways, I'm off to make breakfast. Eve are you allergic to anything?" All eyes look to me.

"No." I reply. Gemma nods and smiles.

Soon everyone goes their own ways and Harry looks at me. "We should put our stuff upstairs." I nod.

It's really beautiful in here. The floors are all a glossy tile and there is chandelier hanging from the ceiling in the foyer of the house.

We walk up the first flight of steps. I follow behind Harry who has both suitcases.

He stops all the way at the top. I'm surprised it's still cool up here. He takes the keys and unlocks the door Harry walks in and I follow behind him.

My eyes automatically widen. It's like a whole apartment up here.

"Woah." I say.

"Fancy right?" Harry says while looking at me.

"Very." There is a bed in the middle of the large room. It's on a platform which is cool. It's a queen size mattress with many white pillows.

On the left side of the room is a mini kitchen. It has a refrigerator, stove, microwave, and all that cool stuff. Then there also is a counter with stools.

On the right side of the room is a living room. There is a big couch and wide screen TV that's on the wall.

"That door is the bathroom." Harry points to the one near the TV.

"Okay." I say. I'm still very surprised. 

"Wanna see the view of the beach?" Harry asks me. I nod. I follow him. The door to the balcony is beside the right side of the mattress. We step out on the balcony and I admire the view of the backyard. You can see the beach from here as well.

The backyard is very beautiful. The water to the pool is a crystal blue and the fluffy grass is a dark green.

"We have our own hot tub." Harry informs me. My eyebrows furrow. On the balcony is a door that leads to the hot tub. There is a large window slot that gives fresh air. There is no roof in the room with the hot tube either. It's just an open space with some walls for privacy.

"Anything else I should know of?" I chuckle.

"No. That's all." Harry chuckles.

We soon go back in the room and he closes the door.

"Who's Micheal?"

"My stepbrother." Harry tells me. I nod. "Anyways, ready to go hangout with my family?"

"Why are you acting like it's a bad thing?" Harry just shrugs his shoulders.

We head downstairs and we hear chatter in the kitchen, so that's where we head.

Gemma's daughter, Carly is awake and runs up and hugs Harry who greets her with open arms. Seeing him with little kids is the cutest thing.

I see a man with dark brown hair and light blue eyes stand by Robin. His wife stands beside him with the baby who looks around five months. I assume that's Harry's stepbrother, Micheal. He doesn't greet Harry, nor does Harry greet him. That makes me question their relationship.

Gemma serves everyone breakfast. A wide smile is still plastered on her lips. Everyone interacts with one another. Harry just stares around making me even more suspicious of his behavior.

His hand is on my lower back but it seems tense. My eyes look at him and he just gives me a small grin. "You okay?" I whisper to him.

"As okay as I'll ever be." He mutters back.

A://N

i'm bad at describing shit so that's what the house looks like. I added some stuff that isn't in the photo fyi (i didn't add stuff in the photo, i added stuff about the house)

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~lauren