Chapter 4
After the text we went into a frenzy. I only had 4 hours to pick a suitable outfit, do my hair and get into town. Georgia was at mine soshe immediately ran upstairs, with my ankle still in a cast I hobbled after her, both of us shouting ideas for what I should wear. I settled on jeans, a t-shirt and my leather jacket. I straightened my hair and put on a bit more make up.
When I walked into Nando's, Harry was already there waiting for me. His face lit up when our eyes met and any nerves I had still vanished immediately.
"Hey babe," he said, "I got us a table."
I followed him over, trying not to stare at him; whilst going over the kiss in my head time and time again, I had forgotten how gorgeous he actually was.
He pulled the chair out for me and I sat down, places my crutches on the floor by the table. He was so cute. I didn't bring up how I was feeling the whole way through the meal, it was so perfect and I didn't want to ruin it. We laughed at each other and I slapped his arm playfully across the table, we ordered a dessert and shared it with two spoons, it was perfect. Even in the car on the way home we chatted and it turned out we had similar taste in music. He walked me to my door and that's when it happened. There was a chance my older brother might have been home so I didn't think it was a good idea to invite him in, but standing on the doorstep I decided it was the moment to tell him.
"Listen Harry…" I began "I've been thinking…about the gig," he looked at me confused "it's just well," I bit my lip trying to think of the right words, "well um –"
Before I could finish his lips were pressing against mine, his hands on my back, slowly kissing me. Breaking away I tried to speak but he kissed me again until I couldn't help it I was kissing him back. I placed my arms around his neck, letting the feeling overwhelm me. I knew then, as his hands found mine and we separated our eyes meeting, that he was for real. I really liked him and I knew he liked me. We stared into each other's eyes, neither one saying anything. Until finally he smiled, the dimples on his cheeks making me smile back. "Bye…babe," he said a smile still glued to his face and he headed back to the car, looking up just before he got in and blowing me a kiss. I laughed and went into the house, leaning against the door, trying to catch my breath.
Wow.