Last First Kiss

Harry and Amber have been together for two years now. They really want to be together forever, but will something or someone stop that from happening? You can only find out in "Last First Kiss."


4. The Date: Part 1

"I'm so excited, Harry" I exclaimed.

"Me too, I'm so glad we can both share in these moments." he replied back to me.

I placed my hand on his that was resting on the stick shift. He squeezed my dainty hand and we both smiled. 

"Here we are." he said as we pulled into a somewhat vacant parking lot.

I stare out the dashboard, seeing a cute little place decorated all fancy, a place you would see at a fancy London hotel.

"I love you." he told me as he put the car in park and unlocked his door. He swiftly got out of the car and rushed to mine. He very politely grabbed my hand and escorted me out of the car. We both shut the door and Harry clicked the button the lock his car. A man emerged at the door of the restaurant and opened the door to the restaurant.

"Welcome!" He said in an Italian accent and a smile.

"Thank you." Harry and I said this in unison as we both smiled at eachother.

Bella Luna had no guests, which was very unusual because it is a Zagat Rated restaurant.

Everything was dark except one table towards the back. The table had four candles set up on it and two glasses of water. 

"Harry, why, this is amazing!" I told him as I pulled him closed and kissed him quickly.

"You like this?" he asked while we were still in hugging position.

"I love this." I said as I started to walk towards the table. Harry whispered to the waiter quietly while they both looked at me.

"What?" I asked playfully.

"OH, nothing." Harry told me as he gave me a smile and came to the table I was standing by.

"Let me get that for you."he said as he grabbed the back of my chair and signaled for me to sit in it.

"Thank you, my kind sir." I said as I looked up at him and smiled.

Harry got up to get something.

"Wait here." he said as I sat in my chair wondering what he was going to do next.

Then I see him come out with a napkin draped on his left arm like a waiter would have it.

"What would you like tonight, miss?" Harry asked in a French accent that barely sounded like French.

I started to laugh and he did too. I loved when we laughed together.

"OK, I'm not really your waiter... " he spilled as he looked down.

"Really? Because you look darn sexy as one." I said as he started to laugh.

"What?" I asked.

"It's funny how you make everything I do sound like a good thing." 

"And you don't like that?"

"I do. It is one of the many things I love about you." he said as he leaned down to kiss me. I rejected and told him 
"sit down, waiter boy! Kissing comes later." I teased him as he pouted in a silly way.

I reached for his hand and he held it.

"So, why did you take me here tonight?" I asked, wondering.

"What, I can't spoil my girlfriend every once in a while?" He told me as he smiled.

"There has to be a reason though." I said excitedly as I was thinking in my head "marriage proposal, marriage proposal"

"There is a reason." Harry replied in a kind of glum tone.

"I've been in the US for 4 years now and.."

"What? " I said as Harry stopped the words from escaping his mouth.

"They all want me back in England, in other words. I'm moving back to England for good and I can't come back to live here, only to visit." He said as he could barely get the words out.

"Wait. so this means...." I said as I almost started to cry


*written in past tense, from now on it will be in present tense*

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