STYLES in Disguise *slow editing*

CHAPTER 38: Let Me Be The One

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever since." I complimented myself as I twirled around in front of a mirror. My white cocktail dress swayed as I move. My hair was curled and I wore a simple make-up. My lips shine with the help of a lip gloss.

I looked at my reflection on the mirror, seeing a young lady who've been through many obstacles and test in life. Why does the truth always comes to play when you want it to be a fairytale with a happily ever after.

'I got the looks. I have all the things he needed. I got everything but I think my everything is not enough to make him fall for me. I hate this stupid love game. Maybe I have to accept the reality and moved on. I don't have to push myself to a person who doesn't like me. I just hope Harry's date will give him that importance because if not, she'll be dead. I'll sacrifice because that what true love is.' My thought made me feel bad and pity about myself. I sighed and whispered in the air, "I LOVE YOU HARRY."

"Stacey, the car is here." Zayn called out. My drama has now ended.

"Coming.." I yelled. I slid my feet on my white stiletto, wore my pearl necklace, bracelet and earrings, I bolted down the stairs.

Zayn complimented me tonight and I kissed him on the cheek to say goodbye.

When I got out the gate, I saw a silky black car parked in front of our house. The driver automatically opened the car's door for me and I climbed in. He placed the key for ignition and turned the engine on. We only have 30 minutes until it gets 8 pm. I wish the place is not too far.

I sat behind the driver seat and looked outside the window as we hit the road. The road was too calm persuading my innerself who's already freaking out. I cannot control the butterflies in my stomach that I want to throw up. I can't stop the things running around my head either.

After 20 minutes of travelling we arrived at this isolated place, away from the city.

I looked to my side and there was a banner telling me what place it is. It's a secret garden.

"Ma'am, this way please." The driver motioning me to walk through the arc which were full of yellow bell flowers. I thanked him and started to walk.

I slowly walk down the pathway as my eyes wonders while my purse was held with my both hands. The place was made up of garden with different kinds of flowers. The leaves of the trees clap making harmony with the wind whistling.

At the end of the pathway, I saw a somewhat like a round stage made up of bricks. It was surrounded by beautiful flowers. At the middle of the stage, there was a table with two chairs. Scented candles were placed on the table. Above me, are hundred colorful lights hanged from tree to tree. At the corner was the source of music, a man was playing the violin. Another arc just like the one I entered lately serves as the background leading to a new pathway.

"Hi there." I waved at the man playing the violin, he just smiled at me. Harry's date will going to love this. This place is so amazing. I already fall in love with it.

"Hi love." Harry appeared while holding a bouquet of red roses.

"Hey.." I smiled. "I thought I was late." I chuckled.

He paced towards me. "You look so beautiful tonight." My cheeks blushed.

"Thanks. And you also look handsome." I complimented him and a smile escaped from his mouth. He was wearing his 'men in black' attire and his curly hair was all fixed.

"Here, this is for you." Harry handed me the bouquet of red roses.

"Thank you." I help it with my both hands and leaned my face closer to the roses smell its sweet fragrance.

"Wanna have a seat?" Harry asked, I pressed my lips together and nodded. He assisted me to my seat as he slowly pulled the chair out. I sat down, laying the bouquet of roses on the table as Harry took his seat.

My eyes wondered looking for Harry's date.

"What's wrong Stacey? Are you okay?" Harry asked concernly.

"Yup!" popping the P. "I'm fine. Just wondering, where's your date?" I leaned my back against the chair and looked to Harry.

He giggled. "She's absolutely here."

I raised him an eyebrow and crossed my arms. "You got to be kidding me Harry? We are only 3 here or maybe.." I gave him a teasing look. "Your date is not a she but a 'he'. I mean that man playing the violin." Then I chuckled.

The expression of his face was serious. "I'm not kidding." He said and I stopped laughing. At first, I never got what he was trying to say. "She's you." He softly said causing me to stare at him, confused.

"What?" I asked, the thought cannot contain myself.

"yes, you heard it right." He said while running his hand through his curly hair.

"But why..."

"Why I didn't tell you?" he asked and I nodded in response. "Why, is I'm gonna ask you on a date, you'll say yes?"

"I..."

"No, right?" he pointed.

If you'll ask me Harry, I'll definitely say 'yes' in contrast with what you are saying.

"Please Stacey, let me be the one to make your night." he held my hand which was resting over the table. I looked up to him and smiled. " I know you're dating Niall too but..."

"It's okay Harry. You don't have to explain." I cut him off and he smiled back.

After a moment, our food was served. The Italian pasta was so delicious, and the desert was so amazing. My favorite. Vanilla. How does Harry know about my favorite ice cream flavor? Killing my thoughts aside, I stood up as Harry asked me to dance with him.

"Thanks for not rejecting me tonight Stacey." Harry smiled as we sway to the music.

"No problem Harry." I blushed under his gaze.

"You really made me happy."

"Me too."

"I hope you're enjoying the night."

"Don't worry Harry, I do."

"You know.." Harry stopped and took off his hands over my waist.

"What?"

"I have another surprise for you. Just take off your shoes and we'll go there. And I have to tell you something about me." I didn't complain or even ask, instead, did what he said. He held my hand and I followed him through the arc.