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Something Good Can Work

Sneak attack.

The rest of the week went smoothly, I saw Harry and Niall speaking a few times at school and really things seem to be pretty good. Now I just gotta get rid of these pesky feelings. "Tonight, you know it's a party happenin yeah?" Louis said to me once we'd settled in the kitchen, I was munching on some almonds while he devoured a chocolate bar. I shrugged, I had a lot to catch up on school wise and wasn't sure I wanted to put myself into that situation again. "Yeah, i don't know about that." I say seriously, crossing my legs and leaning on the counter. Our grandma was peddling about, but she happened to hear our conversation. "No parties for you tonight kids. We are going to eat with some friends who have been dying to meet you!" She said happily, I arched a brow and looked at Louis. He looked mortified. "Gran I have to go to this party! Everyone will be there, don't do this to me!" He was practically screeching now. Gran took no notice however and began walking over to the laundry room. "We are leaving at 7!" She announced as she walked into the next room. I laughed. I had never seen Louis so upset. "There's always tomorrow cuz." I said as I stood, slapping my palm against his shoulder before he slumped down into his chair, defeated. My grandparents were ready to go by 6:45, I however was running a little late. I'd fallen asleep while reading through some homework and my gran woke me up leaving me about thirty minutes to get ready. Washing my hair was obviously not an option so I gathered up the wild mane and pulled it into a messy bun that was positioned low and to the side. I slid on a pair or dark washed skinny jeans and a white sweater. White, food. No. I pulled the sweater odd and went back into my closet, I skimmed through my tops and finally chose a gray crotchet sweater. I pulled a red tank top over my head and followed with the sweater all paired with a pair of combat boots and a red plaid scarf. "Summer darling it's almost 7! Hurry along!" I heard my gran calling. I rushed down the stairs and saw Louis standing with our grandparents, they were all ready to go. Almost thirty minutes later we arrived at a posh looking restaurant, only then did it occur to me I had no idea who we were eating with. "Gran, who am I meeting?" I asked. My grandpa was hard of hearing and was quite the strong silent type so he rarely responded when I did ask him questions, this is why I stick to talking to gran. "We are meeting your other grandparents...." She said softly, treading lightly on the conversation. I gulped, why hasn't she told me this! This was something I should have decided to do! "What! What do you mean? No! Absolutely not, take me home I do NOT want to meet them!" I was livid, I could feel my blood pressure zooming, I felt so betrayed. "Summer calm down. They didn't even know about you until it was too late. Your mother is to blame for you not knowing them. Don't blame them." My grandfather said abruptly, my grandma clutched her blouse, I could tell how upset I made her. "How can you say that? She's not here to defend herself!" I immediately get defensive about my mother. How could he speak of his own daughter that way. I feel Louis take my hand as I fight back tears. "This is for the best Sum, honestly give them a chance." He says with concern in his voice. I don't want to cry. I will not cry. Once we park, I haven't said a word since Louis spoke to me. My face wore a sulk that I wouldn't change as we entered the restaurant. Fuck this. We are waiting to be seated when I take out my phone, Harry had texted. "Where are you?" "Dinner. Come save me in 20 minutes?" I bit my lip before sending. Hopefully he'd agree. Almost instantly he replied. "Where are you?" I breathed in, typing the address and sending it to him. "Your table is right this way, the other guests have already arrived" the tall waitress says as she leads us towards the back, I feel so light headed. I am not prepared for this. I see them immediately. They look younger than my grandparents. You can tell she still colors her hair. Her neck is decked out in diamonds and he has on a suit. Fuck this. She stands up, clutching her chest and sharing a look with him. She walks towards me and pulls me into her for the longest most awkward hug ever. I don't speak. "You're so beautiful, you look just like your father!" She exclaims waiting on him to join her. He does. I am dying. "Hi summer, it's nice to meet you." He says like I'm a child! Honestly. Not nice to meet you. "Hi." I say solemnly and look over to my gran, she looks almost as uncomfortable as me. "My name is Edward and this is Ginger. We are so pleased to meet you." He says with a big boastful smile, as if he'd done me a favor! "Pleasure.." I say and avoid eye contact. We all finally sit down once they realize this is as pleasant as I'm going to get. I glance down at my phone. "I'm outside..." Harry had come through! "Excuse me, I need to go to the ladies room." I lie and stand up, leaving them all there as I walk towards the bathroom. I make sure they're not looking and I take a sharp left toward the door, I rush outside and see Harry's car. I've never been so relieved, regardless of the shit I'll get later. "You're an angel Harold." I say as I fling the door open, crawling in. "Going to tell me what's happening then?" He asks quizzically. "Where do I even begin..."