"See you tonight love" Harry kissed my cheek softly but quickly and left while I was brushing my teeth in the bathroom. Tonight is a big night, first show in Europe, started here, in London. This is so exciting I missed seeing them performing on stage so much. Touring is going to be so cool, being in different places so often is very cool, even if we spend most of the time at the hotel, but we still have so much fun.

Doing my morning routine, I split the toothpaste in the sink and start to rinse my mouth. I'm about to wash my face when I hear a weird noise coming from downstairs. I stop immediately and stay quiet, opening my eyes wide to listen to what's going on.

"Harry?" I shout

Nothing

"Did you forget something?" I raise an eyebrow.

Nothing.

I must have made a mistake. I huff and go back to what I was doing.

I tight my hair in a messy bun and put some cold water on my face to help waking me up, if I hear voices, I need to clear my head with frozen water!

Opening my favorite washing lotion, I hear another noise still coming from downstairs, it's scaring the hell out of me.

What the heck! I jump at the noise, and this is freaking me out. Is there like a ghost or something? Maybe there's a window open somewhere.

Walking out the bathroom, I look around the bedroom to try to find something that could be used as a weapon but there's nothing useful to be found. Of course it's a bedroom, it's not where Harry keeps knife. Without thinking straight, I grab tight my hairdryer, yeah, very scary, and exit the bedroom.

Walking in the hallway very carefully, I make sure to not be heard while I tip toe to the stairs, barefoot.

My heart is pounding, and this is stressing me out. Harry is probably trying to make fun of me. And it's working babe! If there's a hidden camera somewhere I'll kill him! You can stop this right now...

Walking down the stairs, still holding my hairdryer as a gun, I arrive in the entryway and there's no one to be found. Am I hallucinating? But then I hear something again, this time coming from the living room.

Shit.

Walking there, I open the door quickly. There, appears a long blond hair girl, sitting on the couch, remote control on her hand watching the TV, her foot on the coffee table.

Make yourself at home, creep!

I clear my voice and try to be as dry as possible. "Who the hell are you?" I ask the girl, she doesn't even care that I'm here. What the heck?

She turns her face and looks at me surprised but nonetheless amused by my reaction. Is she crazy or something?

"Look, if you're a fan of Harry, he's not home, and you can't break in like this, in people's house, it's just wrong, you need to leave" I said, pretty calm, but firmly.

"Put that hairdryer down" the girl said, a smile appeared, crossing her face. She's making fun of me. I won't send you some blow-dry thing, I'll kick your head with it if you don't cooperate!

Now she's getting on my nerves, which part of get-the-hell-out-of-here didn't she understand? That girl is delusional, maybe I should call the police, she might be dangerous.

"Wow, Harry didn't talk to you about me, at all?" she laughs, running her hand in her hair, tugging a strand behind her ear.

Why would Harry have talked to me about her? It doesn't make any sense, maybe he has a stalker or something.

She noticed that I'm still confused and don't know a shit of what she's talking about.

"I'm Gemma" that's great news! duh

"Harry's sister"

"What?" I ask in shock.

Then the hairdryer dropped and touched the floor, making a loud noise. My eyes open wide and my jaw drops. Seriously, Harry has a sister, he'd never told me. I blush of embarrassment.

"You must be Jenna, his girlfriend" she smiles and comes to me to hug me. I don't move, I'm still in shock, and don't what to do. I don't know anything about her and I don't want to make a bad first impression. At least, a less bad impression...

"Hi" I manage to say, finally, when my mouth willing to open.

"Did he seriously have never mentioned me? What are you guys talking about?" she asked before adding "Please, spare me the details" she laughs, shaking her head.

That is awkward.

"Sorry, I thought you were a fan and you broke in" What a great way to make a first good impression to Harry's sister! Threatening her with a hairdryer!

"Harry didn't tell me you were coming by, I wasn't expecting anyone" I add, it looks like an apology right?

"Oh, I saw him leaving, he told me to come in"

Seriously, Harold! He could have texted me or something.

"I guess it's time I get to know my baby brother's girlfriend". Gemma greets, excited at the idea to spend the day with me. And now I'm freaking out because it's pressuring me. My friends are coming over too so it'd be a day that I'll have to manage.

"Great" I smiled back. "I need to get ready and I'll come back to you when I'm done, I won't be long"

"Sure" Gemma says, sitting on the couch again, taking a magazine to read.

I went upstairs quickly to finish to get ready, and took a look at my phone set on the bed side table. Harry did text me but I didn't hear the phone.

Harry: Babe, sorry I totally forgot to tell you that my sister's coming by to see the show tonight! Her name is Gemma, I'm sure you guys will have some girls talk and stuff to do. See you tonight.

I throw the phone on the mattress and laugh at the situation. Thankfully for him he called me babe...

I text back Harry

Thanks for the late warning, see you tonight Xxxx

Going back downstairs, Gemma had poured herself a glass of Coke and was watching TV.

"So, do you have peculiar plans for today?" I ask her.

"Not really, do you?" she responds waiting for my answer, she really does want to spend the day with me...

"Actually, two of my friends are coming over this afternoon. I have to go pick them up at Heathrow. We could go to lunch together and go pick them up if you want, before meeting the guys at the stadium" I'd be actually glad to meet the first member of Harry's family.

"That seems great!" Gemma states. At least she's easy.

"Cool" I answer, relieved.

Grabbing the keys of Harry's Mercedes, I put my leather jacket on. Perfect clothing combination, white sneakers, regular white tee-shirt, blue skinny jeans and a black leather jacket. I'll put my Rayban's on my eyes, even if the sun is not really out today, London weather...

"I'll drive" Gemma states, grabbing the keys in my hand.

"Oh, you don't need too"

"I won't let you drive here, you're French, you're not used to drive at the right"

"Oh, I drove here a couple times, but no problem"

I won't argue with that, I definitely know how to drive in England, but if she's happy to drive, she'll drive.

I open the main door "after you" and we both leaved the house.

The lunch went very well, Gemma is actually very cool and it was great to learn to know her. I'm very glad to be able to meet Harry's family. He's gonna meet my friends too, and this is relaxing me. The way things are getting a bit more serious between us.

I finished eating some Indian food, and Gemma opted for Italian.

"How did you learn to speak English so well? French are not really good at speaking foreign languages"

Thank you so much for the cliché, Gemma...

Gemma has kept asking a lot of questions about me, and I'm not really comfortable with giving too much specifics.

"My last boyfriend was British" it hurt me so bad to talk about Kyle, I didn't mention that he died in a tragic accident a few months after my mother's death...

"I see, you have something with Brit" and she smiles, and I can't hide that it seems she's not wrong.

"So, how did you adjust to this life" Gemma asked, she seems very interested in my future response.

"It's not that easy, but I'm not the one really on the spotlight, he is. So it's not that hard, but not that easy, I'm still trying to figure it out" I frankly say.

"The paps are the worst part, the fans are okay" I add.

"Harry's very comfortable with all of this"

"Yeah, he's used to live this life for years, he was pretty young, he doesn't remember how it is to go outside and being anonymous" she smiles, but I notice some worry in her eyes.

I nod in agreement.

"Time to go, my friends plane is supposed to land in half an hour, the time the passed the security, we should be there on time" I say while grabbing my cup of coke, taking a sip with the straw finishing my drink.

Gemma gets up too and we both clean our table, before leaving.

"I'm so excited by tonight's show" I exclaim myself while she drives me, again, this time to the airport, it's hard to make small talks, I suck at it...

I think it's the longest chapter i'v ever written, hope you'll like it !!

Harry with short hair... he's still so freaking adorable :)

Love you Xxxx