The Styles Project

Ashton Peterson, your average sixteen year old girl, but she's moving half way across the world! She likes her new neighbor Niall, but starts falling for Harry Styles, and their worst enemy Zayn. Here's the question, will she fall in love, get hurt or will something unexplained happen?

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39. Dinner Date

After I got ready in his clothes, we left his house and went straight to mine. Obviously my mom wasn't home, which is kind of good. Because then she'd be all over him and throwing questions at him like "oh Hi! Are you Ashton's boyfriend?!", "Ashton, who's this?", blah blah blah, yada yada. But to be quite honest, I hope we do end up together...

I had just got done putting on my make up in my bathroom when Harry decided to walk in. "Hey can I have my- woe." he said, meeting my gaze.

"What?" I laughed.

He smirked, "Dude, you look like a gay French artist!" he laughed.

I rolled my eyes and said in an French accent, "and your point is Styles? I don't care!"

We both laughed and Harry looked at me and said, "Well, I'm gonna get ready. So you might want to grab what you have and take it in here, or I can trade you rooms?" He cocked his brow.

I thought for a second. "Okay whatever, but don't come out until I tell you and no snooping in my bathroom." I said firmly like I was his mom.

He nodded is head. "Yes ma'am."

Harry went into the bathroom and shut the door behind him. I glanced at my closet and walked over to it. There was a cute blue dress I had just bought a couple days ago with Tabi. It flowed out after the waste in a almost fan like pattern, and had a tan, skinny belt around the waste. The shoulders had a thick strap with it and was silk. The high heels that were under it was a light blue color and were bedazzled over the top on the strap over my foot. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a red dress. The one that I wore on the date with Zayn. I rolled my eyes just thinking about him and decided to go with the blue dress.

After I put everything on, my dress had a zipper in the back that I couldn't reach. I guess I'll need Harry's help. He better not pull anything. I put my hair up into a nice messy bun, which took a while, and then call after Harry.

"Harry?" I asked, "Are you done?"

"Yeah," he said through the door, "I have been for about 5 minutes." he laughed.

I smiled, "Alright well can you come out and help me with this please?"

He opened the door and looked at me. "Wow Ashton, you look amazing." he said mesmerized.

"Thanks Haz." I blushed and turned around. Harry walked over and placed one hand on my lower back by my hip and the other one on the dress zipper. He gently pulled it up and grabbed my hand, spinning me around. Harry was wearing a navy blue suit and a grey t-shirt under it, he had on dark skinny jeans with a black belt. His shoes were black and formal, and he also had on a couple bracelets on one hand, and a watch on the other.

He gazed into my eyes and got closer to me. "You know, if I would have known you were going to dress really fancy, I would've dressed better." he smirked.

"You look fine Harry." I told him.

He smiled. "You are absolutely beautiful." he breathed on me.

"Thank you Harry, you look handsome too." I whispered.

He chuckled and left a kiss on my cheek and hugged me. It wasn't one of those friendly hugs like 'your my best friend', it was more of a safe, protection hug like 'you're always safe with me and I will always protect you no matter what' kind of hug. And I always feel that way with Harry.

Harry let go and put his hand out for me to grab. "Shall we?"

I smiled and grabbed his hand saying, "We shall."

 

~  .  ~

 

The clock said it was 7 p.m. when we got to the restaurant. I'm not sure what its called, but its very nice. The waiter set us down at a table and gave us our menus. "Hi guys! Welcome to Bertrand, my names Wendy and I will be your waiter. What would you guys like to drink?"

Harry looked me waiting for me to go first. "I'll have a water." I said.

The waiter wrote it down and looked at Harry. "Make that two." he said holding up two fingers.

She nodded and wrote it down. "Alright I'll be right back with that and then I will take your order!" she said with a wide smile and walked away.

I sighed and looked at Harry who was looking at his menu. "Have any idea what you want?" I asked him.

He looked up and set down his menu. "I'm probably gonna go with the steak." he said. "You?"

"Hm, I'll probably do the same." I said setting mine down.

He jumped a little and looked shocked. "What? You aren't going to get a salad?" he asked.

I rolled my eyes and laughed, "Harry, I'm not like that! And plus, I always have to have my steak."

He smiled and said, "So, how do you like your steak?"

"Medium rare."

"No." he said.

"What?" I asked.

"I do to!"

I laughed, "Well there's something we have in common."

The waiter came back and sat down our waters and got out her note pad. "What would you like?"

I looked at Harry waiting for him to answer for us. He nodded and said, "Two medium rare steaks please."

She wrote it down and asked, "Would you like a baked potato or?"

Harry looked at me. "Sure." I said.

Harry nodded. "Same."

Wendy wrote it down and said, "Alright be right out!" She took our menus and walked into the kitchen.

"So," Harry started. "Let's get to know each other a lot better. Like 20 questions. You say your answer first, then I will. Then you will ask it, I answer and then you do."

I nodded "Go."

"Favorite color?" he asked.

"I actually have two,Blue and Yellow, you?."

"Orange." he said smiling.

We asked each other  a lot more question and we were on our last one.

"Um. Birthday?" I asked.

"February 1st."

"May 4th." (That's not my actual birthdate) I said.

"Oh yeah, I forgot its this week!" he said.

I nodded. "Yup."

Harry was about to say something when the waiter came and sat down our food. "Do you guys need anything?"

"No thank you." Harry said. The waiter nodded and walked away. He sighed, "Okay, so about this weekend..."

"Yes?" I asked grabbing my fork and knife.

"Well," he said while cutting into his steak. "My parents won't be here this weekend. They are going to be busy." Harry looked at me and took a bite as I did the same with mine.

It was so tender and juicy. It was really good. "Don't worry, my mom will probably be busy too."

He nodded. "But, when I was in the bathroom I was talking to Louis on the phone."

"Oh god, "I laughed, "What'd he want?"

Harry smiled. "Well, he was seeing what I was doing, and I told him about how your birthday was on Friday."

Harry paused and looked at me. "So? What does that mean?" I ask.

He smirked. "He's wanting to throw a HUGE party for you." he said exaggerating 'huge'. "With literally. everybody from the school, even seniors and college kids."

I almost choked on my food. "You've got to be kidding me, the whole school? And college kids? That's unbelievable Harry."

"Ashton, the only reason he's wanting to do this is because he loves you." he said, resting his hand on mine. I cocked my eyebrow, clearly confused on what he just said. "Oh, no not like that! He loves you as a sister. So does Liam. They all do Ash, you seriously have no idea how hard it was for them not attack Zayn, literally. We all love you, but not as much as me. I do the most."

I smiled and went back to what we were talking about. "But why the college kids?"

"His cousin is pretty popular in college I guess, plus, they throw great parties. Probably the greatest."

"How do you know?" I asked.

"They threw one for me on my birthday."

"Oh." I said. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a familiar face. Two to be exact. I turned and saw Liam and his girlfriend, Peyton.

Liam caught our attention and walked over towards us with Peyton, who was wearing a gorgeous low V-neck red silk dress that went past her knees and had gorgeous red heels, while Liam was wearing a suit and tie with formal black shoes.

Harry and I got up from our seats to give hugs to the both of them and say hi.

"Wow, I didn't expect to see you guys here!" Liam said.

"Yeah, especially together." said Peyton.

"Ha, yup." I said.

Harry wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "Yeah, I asked her out on a date and she gladly agreed on it." he smiled.

I put my hand on his chest and blushed. "Yup." I whispered.

Liam pointed a finger at us back and forth and said, "Are you guys and thing now?"

Harry looked at me with a pleading face. I didn't want to say no, but I didn't want to say yes. "I don't know yet." I said.

Harry kind of smiled and so did Liam, who cleared his throat. "Well, we'll leave you two alone. Lets go Peyton." he said  softly with his hand out.

"See you guys later, and Ash, I love the dress." Peyton said.

"Thank you! You too!" I said back to her as they went to their table.

We both sat down and finished what little left we had and got the check. $74.95 .

"Harry that's a lot!" I said. "You can't pay for that by yourself!"

"No no, I got it. It's rude to make a girl pay on the first date." He pulled out a 100 dollar bill. "I got it." he winked.

"Thank you."

Harry handed the money to the cashier and got his money back. "No problem." he said.

 

~  .  ~

 

Harry came around and opened my door once we got to back to me house. "My lady." he said with his hand out. I took it and he walked me up to the front of the house.

Harry got in front of me with my back against the door. He smiled. "I know I've said this a lot tonight, but thank you, again. For everything Harry. I mean it." I told him.

He smirked. "And like I said, no problem, it's nothing Ash. I'm just doing something for someone who I, really, really like." he remarked.

I blushed and looked down. "Can I ask you something?" Harry asked.

"Sure anything." I said.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Will you be my girlfriend?"

There was butterflies in my stomach and I didn't know what to say. But I did. I wrapped my arms around his neck to where our foreheads were touching. "Yes, of course. I will be your girlfriend."

He smiled. "So, you want me to be your boyfriend?" he smirked.

"You are already my boyfriend." I laughed.

He laughed too and pulled me in to kiss me.

We pulled back and Harry cleared his throat. "Oh and another thing."

"What?"

"Do I have permission to say this?"

"Say what?" I asked.

He waited, looking into my eyes, and said three words, "I love you."

 

A/N-- should she say it back?!

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