Chapter Three

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Chapter Three

Finally tonight had come. I had got dressed ready for tonight. My outfit included a casual no sleeve turquoise dress. It came just above the knee so nothing to fancy. I lightly straightened my hair and not to much makeup. I didn't really want to go all out because it wasn't really anything that special to me. I didn't want to impress anyone but come on I had to look a little presentable because I was going to have dinner with someone who was, I think, famous.

I looked in the mirror to see my finally appearance, I was ready. I glanced over at the clock on my wall to see the time was 6:56. Harry was going to knock on my door any second now. I was so excited. My heart was pumping fast and my mind was going over all the things that could possible go wrong. For example, I could trip and embarrass myself then die, or accidentally fart or burp then die. Whatever happens I will probably die at the end. This is what I do when I nervous. I was excited but nervous at the same time.

The door bell rang which gave me a mini heart attack.

"Coming!" I screamed at the door.

I slipped on some black pumps, which went nicely with the dress, and grabbed my purse.

As I opened the door, a sexy man in a black blazer, white t-shirt and jeans was stood at my door. I was surprised there was no paparazzi around seeing as he was in the fame business and stuff like that.

I didn't realise I had been staring at Harry for quite a while until he said,

"I know I'm hot and what you see before you has taken your breath away, right?!"

I snapped out of my stare and looked up at Harry. He had a cheeky smirk on his face which made me blush. I just hope he didn't see me blushing.

"Shut Up!!"I shouted.

"So shall we go?" Harry had his arm held out. I refused to link with him. He was still a stranger to me.

As I pushed his arm down I responded, " Yes we shall"

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We ordered our food.

"So tell me about yourself Charlotte." He smiled at me.

"Well there's not really much to tell."

"There is always a lot to tell. What's your favourite colour?"

"Umm...."I smiled at his random question,"Orange."

"Favourite fruit? Haahaa first thing that came into my mind." He laughed.

I smiled at him as I answered, " Orange."

"Are you just saying orange to everything?" He chuckled raising an eyebrow.

"Are you just going to keep on acting like this is interview?" I looked at him seriously.

"Sorry sorry. I just wanted to get to know you better." He put his hands up in surrender.

"I'm the one who should be sorry. I shouldn't have snapped like that." I mentally face plamed myslef. I don't know why I acted like that I just felt a bit under pressure. I didn't really want to tell him that much about me because I didn't trust him. He is sweet and everything and extremely hot but I didn't trust him. I only met him the other day.

"Nah it okay don't worry."

Our food came before I could reply.

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"S-So how's..um..the food." I murmured.

"Yeah it's good. What's up?"

"What do you mean, I'm fine."

"You sure?" He placed his hand on top of mine as he gazed into my eyes. It was an instinct to gaze back into his piercing green eyes. I felt a chill down my spin and my heart racing faster. I have never met this feeling before. It felt weird. I quickly took my hand back and broke the gaze, but the feeling never left.

"Yeah just a little tired that's all. Sorry." I put on a fake smile.

"Ah okay."

We talked for the whole night laughing and having fun. It felt special like it was meant to be but that's just my head messing with my emotions.

"Thank you." I said to the waiter as we left the restaurant.

"Thank you for an amazing night Charlotte." Harry said running his hands down my arm, intertwining our fingers.

"Yeah thanks to you to for paying and for the night." I grinned.

He walked me to my car our hands still locked together.

I separated our hands as I opened my car door thanking Harry again.

"We'll see each other again, right?" Harry whispered hope in his eyes. I looked at him not knowing how to respond.

Suddenly out of now where he leaned in.

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