Hello guys! Here's the third chapter I have all made you wait for; THE BIG DATE WITH HARRY. Sorry this chapter is rather short, but I hope you guys enjoy it. Please review and keep reading, follow as well, I'm updating every day or so, depending on how quick I can write the chapters. Okay I won't make anyone wait longer, READ ON! :) xxx
Anyone but Harry Ch. 3
Kaylen's POV
The next 45 minutes was hell for me. I looked over my outfits once, twice, and once again. Nothing to wear. Absolutely nothing. At one point I gave up searching for something to wear and decided to do my make up. I did some light eye make up and mascara and lightly curled my hair, so it was in soft natural, looking loose curls. I looked over at my bed, covered in clothes. Then it hit me. I dug out black flower patterned tights, my plain black pencil skirt and a silk loose mint green top that was shades lighter than my deeper green eye shadow, making my brown eyes pop. My blonde highlights shown beautifully throughout my curls, and I finally felt content. Only having five minutes till 9:00, I walked out my room grabbing my favorite deep green clutch and my phone. I quickly walked back in, realizing I had no jacket. Great, another issue. Did I even have jacket to go with my outfit? I went through my mental inventory and then saw my medium brown leather jacket. Perfect! I ran downstairs careful not to fall with my light black booties.
When I reached the end of the stairs Harry was waiting for me. He looked completely and utterly perfect. He was dressing in some darker tan jeans, a white button up shirt with a light ice blue blazer, the white button up showing through and rolling up the cuffs of the blazer. He wore worn out while converse, looking casual but collected and over all amazing. His curls were perfectly framed on his face, his eyes brighter than usual. A smile crept up on his face as he looked at me before reaching out for my hand.
Harry's POV
She descended down the stairs just as I fidgeted with my blazer, fixing the cuffs. I stopped the moment I saw her and caught her glistening eyes. I felt myself freeze, suddenly aware of how stunningly beautiful she looked; she was. We stood there staring in each others eye for what felt like ages, when I finally stepped out of my trance before reaching out for her hand.
"You look perfect. Stunning. Gorgeous." I breathed slowly, gapping at her and breathing it all in once more.
"Thank you! You look amazing as well. I don't think anything can go wrong with you looking like this." My words had brought a natural pink flush to her cheeks. She smiled at me once more, and I looked away, flattered. She found me attractive at that moment, and I couldn't help but chuckle, unable to believe she was drawn to me the way I was drawn to her. Finally I gathered my thoughts and mustered some words.
Kaylen's POV
He finally grabbed my hand, holding it gently. Red tinted his cheeks as he asked me if I was ready to go. I nodded before Liam spoke to us, mostly Harry, briefly. "Okay, so its 9:00, please be back latest 11:30. It's not that I don't trust you guys, it's just that I'm tired and want to be in bed by 12:00. On that note, please respect my sister, you're my best friend, and I love you both dearly, ok? Have fun guys. Love you Kaymie." Liam said calmly before bending over to kiss my cheek. As he did he whispered to me slightly, "Take care. You look amazing, don't worry. Be yourself, relax."
We took off, Harry's hand pushing on the small of my back before reaching the car. He ushered me into the passenger seat and smiled as he walked over to the wheel. He filled me in on what we would be doing during our date. I tried to pay attention as I let my mind wander to what could happen during this date.
Liam's POV
The door closed softly behind my sister and my provocative best friend. "BLOODLY HELL, FUCK! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO? ACT LIKE I DON'T PRACTICALLY SEE HARRY'S PLAN UNRAVELING IN HIS MIND? BLOODY FREAKING HELL!" I yelled, immediately catching Louis, Niall, and Zayn's attention.
"Mate, you seemed totally fine with it minutes ago! Even when he told you that he had a date with her, you seemed perfectly fine. Why didn't you speak up?" Niall's voice came in softly, as if just wondering, and looking at me with concern.
"Because," I started. "she likes him. A lot. I can tell by the way she looked at him when she walked down the stairs. I don't mind Kaylen dating, believe me. But why HARRY? He has such a reputation, has had countless one night stands, and although he's a great guy, I don't want him hurting my sister. Oh and that sparks up another question; why MY sister? SHIT! I hate this!" The boys all stared at me, and I slumped down against the wall. Louie cautiously walked over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder as if he put to much pressure on me I might explode under his weight.
"Liam. I doubt you want to hear this, but Harry likes Kaymie a lot. Can't you tell the way he looks at her? Harry has had his world of fun, we all know that, but who knows? Maybe he decides to calm down for Kaylen. They way he smiles at her is undeniable. You can't stop them Liam. They obviously have something there, drawing them towards each other." Louie still had a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it gently as he finished talking. I love Louis so much; he was always the one to be honest with me. I sighed and thanked the boys for listening and apologized for flipping the bloody hell out. I retreated to my room to sleep, as the boys reluctantly said good night. Before I forgot I turned around and looked at the boys, "Please wake me up if they aren't home by 11:30, okay?" I looked at every one of them before getting a sly smile out of Niall.
"Of course mate! Sleep tight, we'll keep a look out." He assured me. I smiled gratefully and head to my room, feeling a head ache coming on.
Kaylen's POV
Harry had planned out the perfect date. Dinner at the London Eye, then a trip on a private gondola, and he also said he would take me out for desert at his favorite pastry store. He promised me he would do anything to make this an unforgettable night and held my hand while he drove his car.
I noticed that we passed the London Eye and settled on an isolated and gorgeous lake around 15 minutes from the Eye. I smiled at him showing my confusion and he laughed. "Oh forgot to tell you. We aren't going to the restaurant. The restaurant is coming to us." We parked and walked until we reached a shallow patch of grass. There was a table set up with all types of foods, the smell of all of them wafting towards me with the calm breeze. It was beautiful and lit with candles, automatically setting a romantic atmosphere. I couldn't help but giggle as he walked me over to the table, pushing out my seat, and then pushing it back in. He showed me all the choices and we picked at a little of everything.
We shared dinner over laughs and stories about my hometown and his crazy adventures with the boys. Once we were full, he escorted me to the gondola. He helped me get in, holding on to my hand. Once I was settled he kept hold of my hand and intertwined his fingers into mine. I didn't even look twice at the notion, but instead welcomed the nervous butterflies forming in the pit of my stomach. He pulled me in closer to his body, never letting go of my hand, but still managing to wrap his arms around me. We talked in whispers for no reason as an escort pushed the gondola. I found myself so comfortable in his arms; he talked into my ear and neck and it felt normal, effortless, and so incredibly right. After 30 or so minutes, he looked in my eyes, "Would you like dessert yet love?" I laughed and nodded not breaking from his twinkling gaze. We fed each other pieces of different pastries, all of them tasting unique and delectable. An hour ran by and it was now 10:50pm. Reluctantly we headed home, his arm around me sweetly until we reached the car. We laughed the whole way home, replaying the memories we had just made. He caused giggles to just ooze out of my in the easiest of ways; an odd look, a quirky grin, his own laugh which could vary from a high squeal or a husky growl. Finally we reached the driveway.
"May I walk you to your door babe?" He threw me an innocently played smile. With a playful eye roll I nodded looking at the time. 11:12. Good, we weren't going to be late. He swung his arm around my shoulder, interlocking fingers with mine with the same hand. We walked slowly, basking in the moment. At the front door, I tried reaching for the door knob with my spare hand but instead he spun me around so I was now against his chest, never letting go of my hand. Then Harry slipped his fingers from mine just to he could meet his other hand that was now firmly on the small of my back. I smiled down, my hands still resting on his chest. "Now I know it's the first date, but I would hate to leave you without a kiss, I just hope I'm not out of line." He breathed, making me look up into his warm green eyes. I took a shallow breath and put together what I guess could be classified as a sentence.
"Uh- Yo- You- Are no where near out of line. I wouldn't want to go home without a goodnight kiss." I whispered rather timidly, but with an inviting smile, reassuring him. He leaned in closing the space between us as our lips touched, the feel sending electric shivers down my spine. He lifted his right hand and cupped the side of my face, pulling me closer, but not daring to deepen the kiss. The touch was soft and gentle, our lips colliding, but not furiously, yet I could feel the passion. Just as we separated, still hugging, the door swung open, scaring us. Liam, now in pajamas stood there with sleep swollen eyes.
"Oh, sorry I saw the light was on and came to check how it was." He said tiredly, rubbing his eyes and checking his iPhone, as I caught a glimpse of the time. 11:18. I sighed a sigh of relief internally; still not late.
"Oh no, sorry we made you come down. We were just heading in Liam. Don't worry." Harry's smile broke me down once again causing me to grin. Liam just nodded with a small tired smile as well, and headed in, Harry and I piling in after him. Niall, Lou, and Zayn had all passed out what seemed to be Niall's favorite horror movie, "Prom Night". I tip toed up the stairs with Liam in front of me and Harry behind me. Once in the hallways, Liam quickly kissed my cheek wishing me a good night and departing to his room down the hall. I walked a bit, reaching the column where my room and Harry's were found just across from each others. He pulled me into a soft embrace once more, planting his lips on mine for just mere seconds. We let go, still wrapped up in each other. "Night, love." He said gently, a beam playing on his full lips. I pecked his cheek, then walked into my room closing the door behind me, slowly getting ready for bed, trying to replay every moment of the best date I had ever had.