Broken, Chapter Three
I looked back at my clock noticing it was four thirty and I only had two hours left to get ready which is a perfect amount of time for me. I left my laptop on my bed walking to my own bathroom. Shutting the door behind me, I turned on the shower removing my clothing making my way in. I let the warm water trickle down my body as I washed my hair with vanilla shampoo and conditioner. After washing my hair, I began to shave my legs still letting the warm water hit me softly.
Once I finished taking care of myself in the shower, I sat down at my makeup table in my towel. My hair was also wrapped up in a towel to dry as I began to apply my usual makeup. I would just go for a natural color other than dark slutly colors like black or a really dark purple. I put on my usual pale foundation then I applied a light Smokey brown that complimented my green eyes perfectly. I put a light amount of blush on my cheeks and a cream colored lip gloss.
Now time for the monster, the web, my hair. I walked into the bathroom once again removing the towel from my head. Looking at myself in the mirror I finally decided what I was going to do with my hair. I pulled out my light blue hairdryer and brush, beginning to blow dry my hair till it was smooth as a baby's bum. I finally finished straightening my hair with the blow dryer but it looked to plain. I took a little piece of my hair and decided to braid it and clip it to the back of my head with a bobby pin. Once I did that my hair finally looked complete and so did my makeup.
It was now six o'clock and I still didn't know what I was going to wear at all. I decided to wear a short red flowing party dress over a pair of jeans. I slipped on a pair of light brown flat boots and put on my dark gray wool coat. I looked at myself in the mirror on last time before grabbing my bag that held my wallet, phone and an extra lip gloss.
I made my way down stairs, checking the time seeing it was six twenty. I waited in my kitchen checking if I had any missed calls or text messages from anyone which I highly doubted. As I predicted no one had called or even texted me while I was getting ready. I sprung out of my seat when my door bell began to ring. I placed my bag over my shoulder walking to the door. Slowly, I opened the door seeing Harry with a cheeky smile plastered across his face.
"Wow, you look great Bella." Harry commented which made me blush slightly.
"Thanks, so erm where are we going?" I asked as we walked to his car together.
"The Olive Garden. Have you been there?" He asked opening the passenger car door for me.
"Not in the past few months." I stated bulking myself up.
"So you pretty much forgot how their food tastes, didn't you?" He asked.
"Pretty much…" I said. "Listen I don't mean to be rude but from all the people you know you choose me to join you for dinner that you made reservations with someone else?"
"I know but I felt pretty bad for you yesterday, it's the least I could do." Harry said driving down the main road.
"Oh god, please don't give me the sympathy act. I've gotten enough of that that could last me a life time…" I said in the nicest way possible.
"Sorry Bells." He said.
For five minutes the car ride to Nando's was silent until I broke it. "My father use to call me Bells…" I said having a tiny smile on my face.
"Is it okay if I call you that? It suits you." He said keeping his eyes on the road.
"Yeah, I sort of like the way you said it."
We shortly arrived to Nando's getting our reserved seats in the back of the restaurant fairly close to the kitchen. Once we sat down at our table, Harry began to stir up a conversation about his life.
"Well, my mother Anne died well got killed three years ago by a drunk driver. For my step-dad I still see him every month to see how he is and get to relax together. I treat him as if he was my real dad." Harry stated.
"My parents got killed by a drunk driver too, about four days ago." I said.
Soon our waitress came over getting our orders for the night. For me I ordered penne ale vodka, and a glass of chardonnay. Harry ordered fried salmon and a glass of beer for the night.
"Tell me about yourself Bells." Harry said taking a sip of his beer.
"Well, I'm 17 turning 18 on May 17, my favorite color is blue, I surf and play tennis, and I'm not going to college yet until I know what I want to do with my life. Um, I kind of have a shy personality but I could be pretty out going." I said sheepishly. "Enough about me, how about you?"
"Well, I'm 18 turning 19 on February 1st, my favorite color is green, I play football and baseball, and I'm currently working in a bakery not too far from here. Definitely not planning on going to college any time though. People say I'm a huge flirt, I can be pretty outrageous and don't give me too much to drink, it won't end well…" He stated.
"I'll be sure to remember that." I said winking.
Soon our food came and Harry was right, I completely forgot how their food tasted. The last time that I was here was three months ago for my best friend Carla's birthday. I loved coming here because I had tons of memories herewith friends and my parents.
Harry tonight was a complete gentleman and wasn't a pig while eating his food. We had a few laughs here and there but really just had a good time over all. We talked about our families, our past, and our hopeful future. After two hours of just talking, Harry called the waitress and asked for the check. She slid the check to him, having a seductive smile plastered on her face. I rolled my eyes, pulling out my iPhone from my bag checking the time. We got here at seven and it was almost nine thirty.
Once Harry paid the waitress with a reasonable tip we headed outside to the car. When we got outside a light winter snow came down which made me smile. Harry put his arm around me just above my waist walking me to the car, opening the door for me. I got into the car buckling myself up again as Harry did the same. We took off instantly onto the main road again towards my house.
We finally came to my house and the gentleman that Harry is, he opened the door for me helping me out. Slowly, we walked to the front door of my house saying our farewells.
"So, when can I see you again?" Harry asked.
"I can't Saturday but I'm free Sunday morning." I said taking out the keys from my bag.
"Yeah that would be great! Want me to text you the details sometime this week?" He asked.
"Sure, so um thank you for tonight I needed it. Good night Harry." I said kissing him on the cheek before walking into my house. "Wow…"