Could it be You

A girl named Daisy, is with her friend, Emily, and talks about going to the One Direction concert. Before she goes she has to go to the mall and get a new outfit. She bumpes into Harry Styles, from One Direction. They get to know each other better. A very strong relationship grows between them. (all rights reserved)

8Likes
14Comments
1681Views
AA

9. Chapeter 8~ Date night

Daisy's P.O.V

So here I am, looking at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing white skinny jeans with my brown knee high boots. A simple blouse, and my hair curled.

I grabbed my phone and wallet and headed downstairs. Harry was already waiting downstairs, so when I got downstairs he was talking with Mike.

"Hello love." Harry greeted me. I smiled as he came over to me and hugged me. "Hello Harry. You ready to go?" I asked.

"Yes, come on." He said as he took my small hand in his enormous hand. His hand was soft and I liked holding it.

We left my house and Harry brought me to his car, he opened the door for me as I returned my thanks and he ran to his side of the car.

We pulled out of the drive way and we were off driving.

"You look beautiful tonight." Harry smiled. I blushed as I said thanks.

About 10 minutes of riding we were at some kind of park. He got out and help me out, him being such a gentleman.

We walked down a dirt path, the scenery was beautiful. Flowers were on the ground and the cherry blossoms where falling carelessly. Harrys hand was intertwined with mine, as he led us somewhere. We stopped at a little bridge that was over a little creek. This place was beautiful.

I gasps. "Wow, Harry." I smile as he leads us to a little blanket that was on the ground.

"You like it?" he question. Well duhh....

"No, Harry," I pause as his face dropped. "I love it." I smile. His face brightens up a bit.

"So, how have things been at home, you know with your mom and all?" he asked.

"I have know idea when she is coming home, she is being a real b****. I applied for a job at the mall, but I don't know if ill get it." I said. I looked at the candles and started eating my little sandwich he gave me.

"It will all be alright, I promise you." He smiled warmly and hugged me from the side.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

 

Out of all the dates I have gone on, Harrys is so far the best. It was sweet that he made everything we ate, how he picked out the gorgeous spot, how he had this idea of making it the best date I have ever been on, and it was.

Right now, Harry and I are on our way back to my house. halfway through the ride, Harry held me hand. It was really sweet of him.

After Harry parked his car in front of my house, he got out and ran to my side of the car and opened the door for me. He is truly a gentlemen. Harry held my hand as we walked up the path that led to the front door. The front porch light was on, but the light was almost dead, so it flickered every now and then.

I turned to Harry and smiled, dammit I'm being so shy. I looked in his eyes, "This was the best date I have had so far, I just wish it doesn't have to end." I smiled.

"Well, I'm sorry it has to end love, but at least it will end on a brighter note." He cheekily smiled at me, showing his dimples.

"How could it-' I was cute off by Harrys lips. those soft, light pick lips that tasted like mint crashed into my light pink ones. I was shocked at first, but I eased back, and kissed him back; enjoying the taste of his lips.

He pulled away, and leant his forehead on mine, I smiled. "Wow, Harry." I blushed a crimson red.

"I'll see you tomorrow, right?" he questioned as his blushing went down, shortly followed by mine.

"Definitely, Its a yes." I smiled. I love spending time with Harry.

He leant down and gave me a peck on the lips, followed by another one. "Goodnight love." he hugged me, as I hugged back and he left.

When I got inside, I saw a very unhappy Mike with my Mom?

What is she doing here, I thought she need a brake from all this. I gave my mom a cold stare, as Zoey came down the stairs crying, holding her favorite stuffed animal that I gave to her.

Mike started, "We need to have a talk." he crossed his arms over his chest.

"Not now, Im tired." I yawned. I started to walk to the stairs, till moms hand firmly grabbed my forearm, "NOW!" she demanded.

 

Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...