Love Will Tell Us Where To Go

“So, I have to be ready by noon, right?” I know I am, I’m just so nervous. I’ve met his family already, but for some reason having a Christmas meal with them seems like a big deal.

He laughs as he answers, “Yes, love. You need to be at my house at noon, actually.” He holds my hands in his and lightly rubs his thumb to comfort me. It helps. “Don’t worry. They love you.”

He kisses me lightly then smiles. “Still no hint?”

“Harry Edward Styles, for the millionth time, I am not going to tell you what your Christmas present is.”

“Awww, come on, babe. I don’t want you to tell me, I just want a hint.”

I cross my arms and shake my head.

“Pretty please?” he says as he makes an adorable pouty face.

“Wow, would you look at the time? It’s Christmas Eve and an hour away from midnight. You better go home and get to sleep or Santa won’t go to your house.”

We both laugh as he brings me in for a hug. “Fine.” he says before kissing me. “I love you.”

“I love you.” I say as he walks out the door.

“See you tomorrow!”

“See you tomorrow!” I reply before shutting the door.

I go to my room and take out Harry’s already wrapped gift. He’ll tell me it was too expensive and that I shouldn’t have gotten it, but I don’t care. He’s wanted this guitar for so long.

I know it will take me a while to fall asleep, so I go ahead and get in bed. I’ll shower and all of that other stuff in the morning.

I can’t believe how amazing my life is right now. This is literally the best Christmas I have ever had. I never would have thought that I would one day drink hot chocolate and watch Christmas movies all day with my boyfriend.

It’s hard to believe it’s been over a month since we got back together. I’m so glad we did.

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I wake up early to give myself plenty of time to get ready. I do not want to be late.

I put on a lacy red dress and black sweater. I hope I’m not too dressed up.

I already told my mother I would be going to Harry’s house. It doesn’t even surprise me anymore that she even finds a way to work on a day pretty much everyone else is off.

As I get closer to his house, I see there are more cars than normal. Oh my gosh…are there more people here than just his parents and brothers?

As soon as I park in a place that looks like it was left for me on purpose, I see Harry walking fast toward me.

“Harry…” I say as I step out of the car.

“Oh, wow. You look beautiful.” he says. I know he means it, but he’s also stalling.

“There are more people here than you told me there was going to be, isn’t there?”

He walks closer to me with an innocent look on his face. “Maybe.”

I roll my eyes. “Now I’m even more nervous!”

“That’s why I didn’t tell you!”

I try giving him a look that shows I’m mad, but I can’t do it long. I’m way too happy despite my nervousness.

“You’ll be fine. I promise. It’s just an aunt and uncle, cousins, and my grandparents.”

Oh, yeah. No big deal.

He laughs. “It’s ok, babe.” he says as he hugs me.

“Do I take your present inside now or?”

“Yeah. We’ll put in my room.”

I take his guitar out of the trunk of my car. It’s in the guitar case and then a box which is wrapped very neatly. “What the - it’s so big! Megan, what did you get me?”

“You’ll find out soon enough.” I smile as I begin the walk to his house. “I’ll take it for you.” his says. “Thanks.”

“Don’t be nervous.” he says as he holds the door open for me. I wait and let him walk in before me.

“She’s here everybody!” he exclaims. I blush immediately. I really didn’t want a big entrance.

People tell me hello as I pass by. They also compliment me and tell me how pretty I look and that they love my dress. This doesn’t help my blushing. A part of me really likes it though.

We reach his room which is luckily vacant. Probably because it’s so small. “Should we do this now, or?” I ask. It just now hit me how badly I want to see what he got me.

“I’m amazed no one has bothered us yet, so we better take the opportunity while we have it.

Plus if I have to wait anymore I just might die.”

I laugh as I grab his gift and hand it to him. “Merry Christmas, Harry.” He takes it and walks to his bed and sits down. He tears away the wrapping paper to reveal the box. After opening it, it’s pretty obvious by the shape what it is.

His eyes immediately widen. He doesn’t say anything, but I know that a part of him is already wondering if it’s the guitar he’s wanted for so long.

As soon as he can actually see the guitar he gasps. “Megan…” he says. His mouth is wide open, but he doesn’t say another word. I sit next to him and try not to laugh. Instead I just smile from ear to ear. I love seeing him so happy. This feels like a second gift to me.

“You shouldn’t have! This was so much money! How did you-“

“All of that money saved from birthdays and Christmas, remember?”

He looks at me in shock just a moment longer before smiling softly. “I don’t deserve you.”

“Quite the opposite, love.” I say as before kissing his cheek.

“Time for your gift!” he exclaims. “Now, close your eyes and hold your hands out.”

I give him a questioning look before doing as he says. “Keep them shut!”

“I will, I will. Promise.” Suddenly I feel velvet. Is it a box? It has to be.

“Open your eyes.”

It is a velvet box. I open it up to reveal a beautiful silver necklace with a heart. I look at it closer and see that the words, “You make me strong” are engraved on it.

“Look.” he says as he opens up the heart; it’s a locket. I gasp as it reveals a scroll type note. It’s the lyrics to the song he sang to me. “Harry, it’s beautiful.” I wrap my arms around him and he pulls me close to him.

“I love you.” he whispers in my ear.

“I love you too.” I whisper back.

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“I love your necklace!” Harry’s Aunt Dee tells me once we are all at the dinner table and have started eating.

“Thanks, Harry got it for me.” I could feel myself blushing as soon as the words came out of my mouth.

“How sweet! And very good taste.” she says as she smiles at Harry. He’s blushing too.

Harry is sitting to the right of me, and Dee is across from me. To her left is her husband, Mike.
Harry’s cousins, Mike, Matty, and Ella all sit to the left of me. His parents are across from them, and his grand parents are to the right of Dee and Mike. Greyson is to the right of Harry, and Elijah is at the end of the table.

They all talk about different things and include me in the conversation quite often. I like to listen more, though. I’ve never had a Christmas like this before. Always wanted to. One with family and good food with conversations just like this. I can feel myself getting emotional when I think about it too much.

When everyone finishes eating, we go to the living room to play some Christmas games. There’s a lot of people here for such a small space, but I love it. I seriously wouldn’t want to be anywhere else in the world.

After the games, the adults end up talking in the kitchen while cleaning up, putting away food, and spreading out left overs so there’s enough for everyone.

Harry and I and his cousins and brothers watch a movie in the living room. By the time the movie is over, people begin leaving. Before I know it, everyone who doesn’t live here is gone.

“Harry, could you please come here and help me get together some food for Megan to take home?” she asks. Harry, Elijah and I were watching tv in Elijah’s room. “Be right back.” he tells me before leaving.

That now leaves me alone with Elijah.

I like him. He’s nicer than I thought he would be. Not that I thought he would be mean, exactly…Harry likes him, I just.. I don’t know. Maybe I just don’t like the thought that he gets more attention than Harry.

“Hey, Megan..can I tell you something?” The tone in his voice scares me. It’s so serious.
“Yes.” I reply simply. This isn’t the first time I’ve talked to him tonight, but we haven’t talked much.

“I’m really glad you came here today.”

Aww. How nice. Still random and serious though. “I am too. I had a great time.”

“I’m also really glad you’re dating my brother.”

I blush. “Me too.” I say with a giggle. I suddenly feel awkward.

“This probably sounds kind of weird.” he says with a laugh. “I just…I just think you should know how much you mean to him. To all of us, really. I don’t know if you know this but, you’ve changed him. For the better.”

I smile as I blush even more. “Really?” I ask.

“He’s like a different person. He’s so much happier. I mean, he’s always seemed pretty happy…always making jokes, ya know? But now… I don’t know. It’s just been really cool to see what a difference you’ve made in his life.”

“Wow…I don’t - I don’t know what to say. Thank you so much for telling me.” Harry told me I changed his life. I believed him, but…hearing it from his brother makes it so much more real.

“No problem.” sometimes when he smiles he has a dimple like Harry.

“You can’t tell him I said that stuff to you, of course.”

“Oh, definitely.” I say with a smile. We’re both laughing as Harry comes back into the room.

“What’s so funny?” he asks as he takes his seat back next to me.

“We were just talking about Doctor Who. It’s coming on tonight, remember?” Elijah says.

“Of course I remember!” Harry says. “It’s coming on in like, an hour.”

We talk and watch tv for an hour then watch Doctor Who.

I can’t believe 2011 is almost over. Not much longer until February now. Normally thinking about how soon I’ll be leaving makes me upset, but now it just makes me feel more determined.

Harry goes with me in my car when I go back to my house.

I hug his parents and brothers before leaving. I’m so amazed by how much they feel like a family to me. More than my real one, in fact.

When we get back to my house, I decide to put my leftovers in the cottage house kitchen.

“You’re set for a week.” Harry says with a laugh.

“I told your mom she didn’t have to give me this much food.”

“You know my mom loves you, right?” Harry states simply. It throws me off guard.

“Really.” he says after seeing my reaction. “My whole family does.”

“Well that’s good, because I love them too.”

Harry smiles as he pulls me in for a hug. “Thank you.” I say.

“For what?”

“For giving me the best Christmas ever.”

“No problem, love.”

He kisses me and I wish it would never end.

We go upstairs to my bedroom and sit on my bed. We start talking about the day in more detail when out of nowhere he says, “I have a surprise for you.”

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“You have one more gift.”

“Harry, you didn’t have to get me anything else!”

“Technically, I didn’t.” He laughs at how obviously confused I am.

“And it’s also not just for you.”

“Oh my gosh, just tell me already!” I exclaim.

“I don’t know…maybe I’ll just wait until-“

Not even going to let him finish that sentence. I start to tickle him. I think it’s a pretty good idea until he pins me down on the bed and starts tickling me. “You thought you were so clever, didn’t you?”

“Please…just..stop…and tell me.”

Once he quits he lays down next to me and intertwines our hands. “I’m the best boyfriend ever,
you know that?”

“Yes, Harry. Yes you are. Now please” I start to bat my eyes. “pretty please tell me?”

“Would you like to have a bonfire?” he asks.

“Of course! I’ve always wanted to.” I say with a smile. “Thank you so much, I-“

“I haven’t finished! Would you like to have the bonfire on new years eve?”

“That seriously sounds so awesome! I’ve always wanted to celebrate new years eve! All I ever do is watch tv alone. Thank you! I really couldn’t ask for a better-“

“That’s not the best part! There are going to be other people at this bonfire.”

“Who?” I ask, my curiosity higher than ever.

“Like I said, this is something for both of us. For me, Zayn, Louis, Liam, and Niall are coming.”
Just as I’m about to ask who will be coming for me, it hits me. No…there’s no way. I really shouldn’t get my hopes up.

“Harry, who else is coming?”

Instead of answering, he takes out his phone and looks at the time. Right after he puts it away again, someone rings the doorbell.

“Why don’t you go ask them yourself?” he asks while smiling from ear to ear.

My eyes grow wide as I try to stay calm. I think I know who it is. I know who I want it to be.
I hurriedly walk down the stairs with Harry following close behind. When I reach the door, I pause. The person on the other side knocks. “Open it.” Harry insists.

It’s when I glance out of the open window and see pink suitcases that I know for sure who it is.
I open the door and am met by a blonde girl with a huge smile on her face. I immediately have to hold back tears as I hug my best friend that I haven’t seen since I was seven.

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