"Would you like to go out with me, tonight, Emily?" Harry asked the next day on the phone.
I found myself staring in my closet, thinking about Harry and trying to think what he would want me to wear. After he asked me I said sure, since my parents were still in Los Angeles. I put on a short, tight black dress that I hardly ever wear because I guess I needed a special occasion to wear it . I bought it about a year ago, I saw it in the store front and I could picture Eleanor buying it,so I bought it, and today seemed like the perfect occasion to wear it. I thought about Harry for the next hour, and why is he interested in me? Then I remembered the night before, there was something about Harry Styles that made me feel special, it seemed like he knew what I wanted before I knew, and tonight I would find out I that was true, because we are actually going out on a real date.
Harry picked me up at eight in his red Mercedes. When I heard the doorbell ring, about one thousand different emotions ran through my head. I opened the door and there Harry was in his trousers and a button up shirt, looking as handsome as ever.Even though I had the black dress on, I felt underdressed. I was about to say something to Harry when he leaned in and hugged me tightly. "Hi," he whispered in my ear. "Hi," I whispered back. I just wanted to stay in his arms forever, the first time since my sister died, I actually felt safe. We were about to leave when my brother walked into the hallway. "Hey Harry, did you come over for movies?" my brother asked looking very confused." Actually, Liam, no," Harry said, "I'm taking your sister out for dinner." Liam looked even more confused now than earlier. "You're going out with my friend! “Liam said to me still confused. I nodded and walked out the door with Harry's hand on my back. We got in the car and drove to this really nice restaurant called Angelicas. We had a really nice evening, and it was a very romantic dinner. This wasn’t the first date Id been on but it certainly was the best. For desert, we shared strawberries and cream. Once Harry got some cream above his lip and I had to wipe it off with a napkin and he thanked me by kissing me on the cheek, and I couldn’t stop myself from blushing.
On the way to my house, there was this really sweet love song on and Harry turned the volume up and said this is how would describe me. It was saying that you are sweet as can be, and you make me happy. “I really like you Harry,” I said, almost hoping he didn’t hear me, but he did. “I really really like you too,” he replied. The rest of the car ride home was spent giggling and laughing about who knows what. When I got home, Harry opened my car door and walked me to the front porch. “Thank you Emily Payne for accompanying me on this lovely evening,” he said in a posh accent, bowing. “Thank me, thank you Harry,” I said nudging his shoulder when he got up. He surprised me by yanking my arm and pulling me against him. We stayed like this for a few seconds and then he lightly kissed me, and when I didn’t pull back, he kissed me again, this time harder and it was even better than the first. There’s only one way I can describe it, it felt like I was flying and Harry was my wings, he was the thing that was keeping me in the air. Finally we pulled back and he whispered, "Call you tomorrow Emily Payne," and he walked back to his car and pulled away. I went inside and leaned against the front door. Harrys kiss had made me dizzy, but I was happy. It was past 11:00PM, so Liam was probably sleeping. I went up to my bedroom and got undressed and put on my pajamas. Does this make Harry and I, a couple? I thought as I got into bed. I decided to check my phone, 1 new text message from Harry.
I miss you already :)
I started typing back...
I miss you more xoxoxo
I got another message...
Harry loves me, before I could stop myself from typing, I typed.....
Love you too!