8. First date
I walked into the room to get ready for mine and Harry's first date, what am I going to wear? "Harry,how should I dress like?" I yelled. "nothing fancy" he shout back. Good I don't like fancy at all, he knows me so well. I dug into my closet for a while but I finally put something together, high waisted shorts, a ruffled pink top, and my grey toms. When I put my outfit on I ran to the bathroom, I did my signature hair style that was large loose curls flowing down my back and I did minimal make-up making sure to cover all the scars. I splashed my favorite lovely smelling perfume all over my body. I looked at myself in the mirror pretty satisfied the way I looked at the moment. I was completely ready, it is 6:20pm so I started to make my way out off the room grabbing my phone and purse. I came downstairs to see Harry sitting on the couch he lifted his head to see me, he came over to me and grabbed my hand "ready to go?". I nodded my head. We both stepped into the car and I couldn't keep the curiosity in me any longer, "where are we going?" I released. "it's a surprise" he gave me a cheeky smile. He knew I hated not knowing things. After a while of driving we arrived I looked around, we are at the beach that we went to pretty much everyday of the summer when we were ten. So many good memories was formed here that Harry and I shared. The beach was beautiful and the sun was setting. Harry took my hand and led me to the spot that we would always build castles at. I couldn't help but look around and be totally mesmerized by the setting. We sat down on the warm soft white sand and Harry pulled out a picnic basket. "Harry, it's beautiful" I gushed out. "your beautiful" he smiled. I looked to the ground and blushed. He used his index finger to lift my chin up causing me took look into those green emeralds of his. Our lips crashed together moving in the same motion as the other, it grew more passionate every time our lips met. Then all of a sudden Harry picked me up, I looked to see where he was carrying me to. I realized he was taking me to the water. "styles you better not throw me in, you will be coming in with me then" I gave a devilish smile. I struggled out of his grip and finally I got loose but I was in the water up to my knees. I splashed Harry and he splashed back causing a water war. This was so much fun. The great water war was done and we were both completely soaked head to toe. We walked back to the surface and Harry wrapped a towel over both us we ate from the picnic basket and eventually the date was over. It is 11:00pm and this was the best date I had ever been on with the person that I was madley deeply in love with. Harry stopped the car and we couldn't keep our hands off each other kissing hard, he lead me to his bedroom and you can tell what happened next. We were both nervous at first because it was the first time for both of us. We didn't really know what to do but it we got the hang of it. It was amazing. I regret nothing and neither does he. I'm actually glad that I lost it to him, I wouldn't want to lose it to anyone else.