After approximately 45 minutes, I decide on a short red dress(the picture on the media).
I put my hair on a messy bun, I know, it's a date, mi mi mi, I don't give a fuck, I like my hair when it's on a bun and that's it.
I apply some foundation, mascara and a little bit of black eyeshadow. I put on my dark red heels and look at myself in the mirror.
It's 18:32, so I decide on calling the girls, I tell them about the date and they freak out:
-Tell us if something happens-Emily squeals
-What could possibly happen?-I ask, chuckling
-He could kiss you, he could be a gentleman, he could tell you that he doesn't want to be with you, he could be a jackass-Madison says
-Yeah, and in all of that options, always know that we will be here for you and support you-Emily affirms
-You guys are the best
-You still have to meet Claire, though, she's Louis's soulmate-Madison says and Emily agrees.
I look at the clock on the wall of the kitchen and see that it's already 18:55PM:
-Guys, I gotta go, bye
-Have fun!
-Call us if anything happens.
And with that they hang up.
I look down and see Chester looking at me, looking confused as ever, so I crouch down:
-I'm going out tonight baby, but don't worry I'll be fine-I tell him, hoping that he will understand, but he only licks my face.
Suddenly there's a knock on the door, so I go to the door and open it, revealing Harry, on a black suit and a rose on his hand.
The irony.
He looks at me and widens his eyes:
-Emma, you look... Amazing, breathtaking almost-he says and I blush.
Oh God.
-You look very good too-I mumble, being my shy self.
He gives me the rose and I quickly get back home:
-EMMA
-Wait, wait, I'm just gonna put it on a vase-I say and hear him groan.
I put the rose on a vase and then get out of my house, locking the door behind me.
He leads me to his car, and opens the door for me, in which I mumble a 'thanks'.
He gets in and starts driving:
-How are things with Britney?-I ask, not that interested
-I might break things off with her-he says and I look at him
-Really?
-Yeah, she's annoying as fuck
-I agree with you on that-I say and he laughs.
I look at the window and watch the view, the car's lights, the houses passing by as the car moves, some people walking by and once or twice, a person with a dog.
Oh my Gosh, I'm a total dog freak.
I look at Harry again and just admire him. I must admit, he looks very handsome tonight, I never thought on seeing Harry in a suit to be honest.
He looks mature, a gentleman, when in reality this boy has a fuck buddie, and as I heard, all the girls wrapped around his finger:
-You know, staring isn't nice-I hear Harry say and I wake up from my trance
-Oh, uh, s-sorry-I mumble, stuttering and blushing.
He laughs and says:
-It's okay Emma, I know I'm very handso-
-Nope, I just got lost in my thoughts actually-I half lie.
I was thinking... Thinking about him.
-So, where are we going?
-Uh, that's none of your business
-Actually it is
-Oh, well, I won't tell you
-You're mean
-Tell me something that I already know, princess.
The car ride is filled with sarcasm and laughs.
When we arrive, I quickly get out of the car and look at the restaurant, it looks expensive:
-Harry, I don't have money for this
-Good, because you're not going to pay
-Harry, really, we could go to McDonalds or Burger King and I would be more than fine
-Too bad I already reserved us a table-he says with a smirk and I groan.
We both get in and a waitress comes at us:
-Reservation for Styles-Harry says, with no emotion and she nods
-This way-she says and leads us to a table near the window.
We sit down and I look around, examining everyone and everything.
Many couples in here have a huge age difference. It's obvious that they're only together because of the money. And let me tell you, I hate those kind of people:
-Emma-Harry's voice brings me back to reality
-Huh? Yeah?
-What do you want to eat?
-Uh, I don't know, I'll eat the cheapest thing
-Emma-he says in a warning tone and I silently groan.
-I want theeeee Pasta with Lamb Ragù
-Okay-he says and waves his hand to the waiter.
He says what we want and also asks for the best wine and I glare at him, because that's gonna be expensive, but he only smirks.
When the waiter goes away, Harry folds his hands together and says:
-I want to tell you something.
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Fanfiction"-I hate you so much!- I scream at the top of my lungs. Instead of screaming back, he comes closer, puts one hand on my hip and the other hand on my cheek, and says: -Oh, but baby, you can't hate me, we are meant to be."
