𝑪𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆 // 𝑯.𝑺 (Discontinued)

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Emily's POV

Harold :)  : You still coming to Louis ,tonight?

Me : Yeah,I'm getting dressed,now..I'll be ready in 10

Harold :)  : Aw,your dressing up? ;)

Me : Shut up,and get your arse here,Styles :b

Harold :)  : On my wayyyyyyy

A goofy smile spreads across my face,before I tuck my phone,into my back pocket.

I mope around for a bit,deciding on a jumper, putting on my shoes...
I then, quickly tie up my hair,and walk out my room,hearing Harry's car from my window.

I walk downstairs, to see my Mum,sitting in the living room,along with my Dad who was finishing of some work,at the dining table.

"I'm off to my friends place," I state,leaning against the front door.

"With whom?" My mum ,asks.

"Harry..he's outside,waiting in the car"
I bite my lip.

"When do you plan on coming back,love?"she questions.

What was with the interrogation? She's never really cared this much before -

Oh. Wait.
Remember the time I snuck out with Harry? Well....I didn't get caught coming back home...but my mum definitely knew,something was up,because...Boy,did I get a whole lot off  weird looks from her the next morning...

"Alright...be safe,alright?" She says,before going back to whatever she was doing .

"Mhm,I'll see you!" I call before closing the front door.

I quickly scurry down the driveway,before slipping into Harry's car.

"Hi," I breathe,putting my seatbelt on.

"Hey," he smiles,starting his car,once again.

I take in his appearance, to see that he had his same old,black tshirt, paired with a pair of black skinny Jean's

Something that really stood out,was that he was wearing a bright yellow beanie.

"I like the "accessory" on your head," I say,holding in a smile.

He sighs,before letting out a small laugh.

"The Beanie's too much,isn't it?"

"No,no...its not," I giggle softly.

"You think it's too much don't you?"

"I....I think it's...I like it!" I nod.

"Sure you do," he chuckles,before driving of into the streets.

Me and Harry spend the drive,just catching up,and talking about classes.

But somewhere, at the back of my head...I felt nervous.

Why was I nervous? I was just meeting his friends..and it's not even the first time! I've seen them before...its just a causal hangout...

I vigorously shake my leg,as I look at the window.

"You alright?" Harry asks,placing his hand over my leg,causing me to stop shaking my knees,as I look his way.

"Yeah,no...I'm fine"

"You expect me to believe that? " he raises an eyebrow.

"Yes,I'm perfectly okay.."

There's a moment of silence, before his face lights up,as if he realized something.