Styles classic

                                    

                                          
"Hey mom. Where's dad?" Your 17 year old son, Jason asked. "He's in the studio he should be home in an hour if he doesn't go out with your uncles. You know if there is anything i can do for you I'm here, you know that right honey." You smiled. "I know mom, but I really need to talk to dad about this." He said. "It's okay, love, you have your father-son moments." You smiled. "Mom, how do you get a guy to ask you to prom?" Darcy your other 17 year old daughter asked. "With your smile and eyes, gorgeous." You smiled. Could you help me with the dishes please?" You asked. "I just did my nails, if I help I will have to do them again." She sighed. "Darcy! Stop being a diva and help me with the dishes." You said. "Here, give it to me mom, I'll help, I'm not a spoiled diva." Jason said. "I'm sorry, I'll help." Darcy said. "That's what I thought. Thank you my angels." You smiled. "Hey mom, how did dad ask you to prom?" Jason asked. "Your father didn't ask me to prom, we did go together but he actually asked another girl. when my date was suppose to pick me up Harry, your father stood there, with flowers and a corsage for me, he said to me he never wanted to ask the other girl out, she was just where I should've been at that moment. You should ask your father how he asked her." you smiled, thinking back at that time. "Here call your dad, and ask him what he wants for dinner." you smiled and gave Jason your phone. "Hey Dad, it's me, I want to ask when you get back because I have to ask you something really important. oh yeah mom asks what you want for dinner." He said. "He wants whatever you like mom." He informed. "Okay yes, bye dad." He sighed. "Is something wrong?" You asked. "Dad's going to be home in an hour and a half, but the longer I wait the sooner I'll loose the chance to ask my girl to prom." You'll ask the perfect girl to prom." You hushed and gave a kiss on his head. "Let me handle this my way." You sighed. "Hello?" Harry asked. "If you don't come home right now I want a divorce!" You lied. "What!?" All the Styles shouted. "You heard me Harry, come home right now or a divorce." You repeated. "Wait wait, I'm on my way just sit down in the sofa and let's talk about it." Harry panicked. "Okay." You smiled. "What did you say mom, you and dad are like meant to be you can't divorce!" Darcy shouted. "And we won't this trick I learned from your grandmother, it always works. Even when I never want to divorce Harry, is like the love of my life he's my best friend and I'll never stop loving him." You smiled.
                          
A few moments later Harry burst into the door. "Honey, where are you?" Harry asked. "Harry darling when will you stop falling for that?" You laughed. "You scared me to death why did you do that?" He asked. "Your son needs you." You explained. "What's wrong?" He asked looking at Jason. "How do you ask a girl to prom?" Your son asked. "Do you know where she lives?" Harry asked. "Dad you even know where she lives, it's my girlfriend." Jason said. "Great, take your guitar and your phone." Harry said and took his car key. "What are we going to do?" Jason asked. "You know the lyrics from half a heart right?" Harry asked. He nodded. "Well you sing that and than you ask her to prom." Harry explained. "I wrote it for your mother, because I missed her so and then she said yes to my proposal, this song is a Styles classic, without this beauty I wouldn't have proposed to her." Harry said. "I can here you!" You shouted from the kitchen. "I love you my angel." Harry shouted before leaving. "Love you more!" You shouted back. Harry and your son sneaked into the garden of Jason's girlfriend. He texted her: <My beautiful princess,open your window and look down. I love you. forever yours Jason xxx> He waited for her to open the window. It was 7 pm so it was getting dark. She opened the window and saw him standing there. Jason started playing the guitar and started singing Half a heart. His girlfriend was in tears of joy. After the song he asked. "My pretty princess wil you go to prom with me?" he asked. she nodded and ran down. She ran into his arms. They kissed. Harry smiled proudly. Harry remembered the taste of your lips when you said yes to his proposal, they tasted like strawberries, he bought you an ice cream. He smiled. He couldn't be more happy with you and your two perfect kids.