Harry and I have been on 4 dates total and he's taking me on our fifth tonight. He's taking me to the park so I decided to wear a t-shirt, jean shorts, pink converse, and my glasses.
I didn't wear my make up because Harry likes my natural appearance. He is so sweet.
It's 3:50 right now. 10 more minutes till my date gets here. I lied down on my bed and went on Twitter cuz I was bored.
I was getting hate from Directioners recently because I was dating their 'boyfriend'. I ignored it and turned my phone off.
I lied there, staring at the ceiling, waiting for Harry. I finally heard a knock at the door. I was anxious for this date because I have this gut feeling that something good will happen.
I got up from the bed and walked to the door. I opened it and there Harry was, standing there smiling.
"Hey Hazza!" I said as I kissed his cheek. "Hello beautiful." He replied as he held my hand.
We walked to the park from the hotel because it was only a block away.
"Here we are!" Harry said as we arrived. "SWINGS!!" I yelled like a little kid as I ran to the swing set. Don't judge. I love swings.
Harry chuckled as he walked to the set. He sat in the swing next to me and turned my direction.
"Hannah, I have to ask you something." Harry told me. I nodded, telling him to continue.
"We have been on four, now five, dates and I'd like to ask you if you'd be my girlfriend." He said as he smiled weakly.
Me? Is he talking to me? There must be a different girl behind me named Hannah. No, I'm the only one he is on a date with right now.
"Yes!" I said/yelled as I got out of my swing and ran to Harry. I say on his lap and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"I'm love to be your girlfriend Harry." I said smiling. He had a huge grin on his face. He looks like go won an oscar.
He kissed my cheek. "Um.. Harry? You missed." I said joking with him. He rolled his eyes and kissed my lips.
I kissed back and put my arms around his neck. He out his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I ran my fingers through his hair and deepened the kiss.
He took one hand off of my waist, took my glasses off, and put his hand back around my waist.
Our lips moved perfectly in sync, doing the same motions. I pulled away from the passionate kiss and bit my lip.
"So, how are you boyfriend?" I asked him smirking. He soon caught on. "Good! How are you girlfriend?" He asked me. "I'm extrodanHarry." I said smiling.
He chuckled. "Harry, can I have my glasses back?" I asked him. He nodded and handed me my glasses. I put them on so I could see.
"So what do you want to do?" He asked me. I thought for a second and got off of his lap. I tapped his leg. "Tag you're it!!" I yelled as I ran away.
He got off his swing and ran after me. I was faster than him, yay! "Run! Run! As fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man!!" I chanted as I picked up speed.
"You're not a man, you're a lady!" He corrected me. He gained speed a bit, but I was still faster. "You don't have proof! I could be a man and you don't know it!" I yelled, being sarcastic.
"Well you're one hot dude!" He shouted sarcastically. I ran to the jungle gym and climbed to the top. He started climbing up too.
I just sat there, waiting for him to come up the tower. Once he got up there, I tried to back away from him as car as possible, but that didn't go so well.
I fell backwards off the 10 feet-high tower, screaming. Before I reached the ground, I felt a hand grip mine. It was Harry's. Oh thank God he was there.
He pulled me up and on the top of the jungle gym. I quickly hugged him. "Thank you." I whispered. I put my head in the crook of his neck.
"What are boyfriends for?" He asked rhetorically. I sighed in relief. I wonder what would have happened if he wasn't there.
"You saved my life." I breathed out. "Ya. I did." He said smiling.
I pulled away from the hug and climbed down carefully. Never going on a jungle gym ever again. Harry followed.
I heard the ice cream truck music. ICE CREAM! "Ice cream!" I squealed like a little kid. "Sure! Anything for my princess." He said, holding my hand and taking me to the truck.
"What do you want babe?" He asked me. He called me babe! No guy I've dated has ever called me babe or baby.
"I want the cookies'n'cream ice cream bar!" I said acting like a little kid. I love ice cream. Almost as much as I love zebras.
"One cookies'n'cream ice cream bar please." Harry said to the ice cream man. "I can order myself." I said fake pouting. He rolled his eyes, knowing I was messing with him.
The man handed me my ice cream bar. I said thank you and we walked away as I ate my bar. We sat on a bench close to where we were.
"Want a lick?" I asked Harry putting it in front if his face. He nodded and licked it.
"I'm gonna have to get that next time we see an ice cream truck. That's really good." He said, taking a bite of it. "Hey! Leave some for me!" I said sarcastically.
I licked my ice cream again. I finished my ice cream and somehow got it on my nose.
"You got some on your nose." Harry told me as he kissed my nose. He kissed the ice cream off too. "Thanks." I said blushing.
I put the ice cream stick in the trash can that was touching the bench and put my head on Harry's shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist and put his head on my head.
"Harry?" I asked. "Ya babe?" He replied. "How are we going to be a couple when I go back to Michigan?" I asked again. Long distant relationships don't work out for me.
"You can move in with me!" Harry suggested. "Ok." I said smiling. "Really?" He asked, sounding surprised. "Ya! You're my boyfriend and- never mind." I said.
I was about to say 'I love you' because I do love him, but I don't know if he loves me. It could ruin our relationship.
"What were you going to say?" He asked. "Nothing." I lied. "Hannah, tell me." He demanded looking at me. I looked back at him.
"Fine. I was going to say, I love you." I said looking into his eyes. He looked shocked. Great. I ruined our relationship.
"I knew this would happen! That's why I didn't want to tell you!" I said tearing up.
All of a sudden, I felt his soft lips hit mine. It took me a few seconds to respond, but I kissed back. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pulled me onto his lap.
I felt butterflies in my stomach every time we kissed. Fireworks- no, atomic bombs were going off right now.
He put his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. I deepened the passionate kiss and played with his hair.
He pulled away and smiled. "I love you too Hannah." He said as he kissed my forehead. "Why do you love me? There is nothing to love about me." I told him confused.
"Hannah, don't say that! There is everything to love about you! You're perfect." He said. I blushed. "You don't have to lie Harry." I said.
"I'm not lying Hannah. Why do you think I would lie to my girlfriend?" He told me. "Because it's not true." I said quietly. "Yes it is." He fought.
"Whatever." I mumbled looking down. "I love you Hannah." He told me. I smiled and looked at him. Why does this perfect guy love this nerdy girl?
"I love you too." I said. "We should probably get going. It's getting late." He said. I nodded as he picked me up bridal style. I giggled.
"I have legs ya know." I teased him. He shrugged and carried me to his car. He put me into the passenger's seat and got in the driver's seat.
He drove back to the hotel and dropped me off at my room. He is such a gentleman. "Bye Hannah!" He said waving. "Wait!" I yelled as I kissed him.
He kissed back and pulled away. "Night Haz. See ya tomorrow." I said as he left. What a night. I have a boyfriend. And my boyfriend is the Harry Styles. How am I so lucky?