Pen Pal.

Ashley (Ash), is moving to London with her recently divorced father. Ash is 17 years old. She doesn't know anyone there, so she decided to start writing to another boy that lives in London. Once she moves to London, she is dying to meet him. She is very surprised to who she finds. One Direction. Which one does she fall for. What happens when her past bites her in the butt. What about her best friend Alex, she has to fall for one of them too! How does she cope about her dad? And the biggest question, which one of her friends killed him? Read it to find out!


12. First Date

Alex's P.O.V

"Anything that you aren't afraid to get dirty." What could we possibly be doing to get dirty? How am I still going to look cute? The clock struck 3:30. Ash and I had been chilling in sweatpants and t-shirts all day. "Well, I guess I should start to get ready." I told Ashley, she nodded and I headed to the bathroom. I jumped into the shower and did all my necessary stuff. I shaved under my arms and my legs. I washed my hair with my new shampoo and conditioner. I love conditioner, the way my hair feels after is indescribable. I got out of the shower and it was almost 4. That gave me two hours to get ready. "Don't over think this Alex." I kept telling myself. It was hot outside so I couldn't wear leggings. I put on a pair of old denim shorts. What shirt?! I dug through my whole closet until I settled on a over the shoulder navy blue shirt. Not too fancy yet not too casual. Now what should I do to my hair? It was still damp so I put it into a over the shoulder fish tail braid. I threw on some mascara and foundation that matched my skin tone just right. I looked at the clock and it was 5:30. Great I had thirty minutes to sike myself out. Okay, breath, you are just going on a date with Harry Styles. HARRY STYLES! AHH. No stop, you are not an over obsessed fan. This date is very crucial to your future ones. Wait, what if we don't have a future one. What if I mess everything up. Or an asteroid hits the earth and we all die. What if I talk too much? No that won't happen. Okay, stop Alex you are doing the over thinking thing again. I was interrupted by Ash peeking her head through the door. Thank God. "Hey you ready?" She asked now her hole body in the room. "Yeah." I said taking in big breaths about to pass out. "Don't be nervous. It is just a date." Yeah with Harry Freaking Styles, I thought. "I know, it is just first date jitters." She patted my back. "I got your back." That made me a little more confident, knowing my best friend was here for me.

'Ding' "I'll get it!" Ash said rushing down the stairs. Okay, this is it Alex. Do NOT blow this! I walked slowly down the stairs letting Harry take a good long look at me. "You look.. Wow." He said, "Oh, really? Nah, I just threw this on." Lie number one. "Well I like it! Are you ready?" "Yeah!" Lie number two. I was not ready, I am just surprised I stopped the shaking. "Bye you guys, have fun!" Ashley said waving at us while we walked to Harry's car. "Wait!" Harry cried. "What?!?!" I said a little worried. "Let me get that." He put his arm in front of me and opened the door. I smiled at him and got into his car. He ran around the front and got into the drivers seat. He looked, well nervous. I could tell he was trying to make everything perfect. It was honestly really cute! "So where are we going anyway?" I asked curiously. I shouldn't have asked. He pulled out two paintball guns, handing me one. "Are we really?" I asked a little worried. He just smiled and drove off. We were in the car for about half an hour until we arrived to a place called, 'Go Ballistic'. This will be fun, I told myself trying to reassure myself. 

We both got on our gear and were put into an outdoor area with hay stacks and big walls clearly put there to hide from your opponent. A loud voice came on the 'PA' system. "Ready, Set, Go." The buzzer went off and I ran straight to a big brick wall. I was a very competitive person, so I started to plan out my strategy. Before I could, I heard a loud plop. I looked down, I had been shot! I looked around to see if I could see Harry. "You are good Styles." I said peeking around the wall. He was ducked down behind a hay stack. I could see some curls popping up, so I made my way quietly towards the hay stack. I stepped on a stick and he popped right up. I shot him in the thigh and ran off. He chased me shooting me in the butt. I fell to the ground after tripping over my own feet. "Okay, okay I surrender!" I pleaded. "Good" He said while on top of me, we were literally 2 inches away. He started to lean in, I immediately thought he was going to kiss me, but instead he took the left over paint that was on his leg, and rubbed it all over my face. I was so shocked, but I kind of saw it coming. "Thanks," I said admitting defeat.

 The buzzer went off indicating the match was over. "Lets go get cleaned up!" We walked into a room filled with showers and lockers. I walked into a stall and washed off my face that was covered in purple paint. I have to give him props, purple was my favorite color. I walked out of the stall. "Shit!" I heard Harry say in the next stall, "Everything okay?" I asked worried. He walked out completely drenched. "What.. what happened?" I couldn't help but laugh, which made him smile. "I don't even know." He said innocently. "Well I will get you a towel." I said walking out of the room. "They only have this one towel, it isn't very bi.." I stopped talking when I saw Harry shirtless showing off his abs. He blushed, "You were saying?" "Huh? Oh.. Oh yeah! Here!" I said nervously handing him the towel. "Thanks." He said smiling at me. "so.. So what are the dinner plans?" I asked still mesmerized by his body. "Well, I was planning on cooking something at my apartment, just us two and a plate of sandwiches?" "Sounds great!" Harry rode home shirtless, he was really tempting, but I controlled myself. We got to his flat at 7:45. He made us both a sandwich an we both sat next to each other on the couch. "Ugh, I can't take it anymore! Can you please put on a shirt?" I asked covering my eyes. "Why?" he winked at me. "Because, you are like photo shopped! It is not fair!" "Your body is amazing love." I blushed, then pointed towards his room. He got up and came back in a tight shirt. That didn't help. "So, how long are you staying here?" He asked, I forgot that I was leaving at the end of the Summer. "Sometime at the end of summer." I said disappointed. "Oh.." I could tell he wished it to be longer. "Well, I would love to visit you!" He said bringing up the mood. We kept the night going with cute flirty conversation, it was a perfect night! We didn't do really anything physical. We just talked, which I wouldn't have it any other way. 

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