What happens when your siblings' dreams become your reality? Completely on accident. Nancy finds herself in a tough situation, driven by the desire of love (of the man Harry Lewis himself), but intercepted by the annoyance of her family.
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I couldn't believe I'd finally got the modelling job I'd been searching for ages to get. Sitting in the sofa facing the sidemen shoot (since Harry had asked me to stay to watch), I scrolled on my phone, looking for the perfect images to post on instagram. Finally, I found the perfect one, which I posted.
@nancy4u
ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
Guess who finally got the job!🤫🤫
hayleyxo - Finally! So proud of u girl <3
Wroetoshaw - with the help from me ofc x Nancy4u - I didn't need ur help xoxo Sxmer - BAHAH I love these two
Taliamar - CONGRATULATTIONSSSS XX
"Nancy, hello?" Startled, I jumped: I didn't even realise that Harry had been hovering over me for at least 5 minutes, I was too focused on my phone to notice.
"I- uh- sorry" I blurted out as I glanced up to meet with Harry's gaze, who just rolled his eyes back at me. "Anyway.....I was wondering if you wanted to go out anywhere with me tonight? You know...like a date?" He began to twiddle his thumbs anxiously.
"Yeah, sure. Name a place and a time and il be there." I smiled sincerely.
"Sound, il pick you up at 6, don't be late." He playfully winked at me as I stood up, gently pushing him backwards as I did so.
"Uhm excuse me but you're the one who's always late. You left me waiting half an hour a month ago just because you "couldn't find your charger". I mimicked his voice as he turned away, clearly trying not to laugh and blushing. When he turned back to me, he just pulled me into a hug. "Well, if you don't be careful then you won't get your surprise tonight." His gaze met with mine as he teased me playfully. I furrowed my brows at him, bewildered. "What surprise?"
"I guess you'll have to find out." His body released from against mine, as he walked away tentatively, without saying a word. I was determined to find out what he was on about, but at the same time, I loved surprises. So, I decided to let it slip as I strolled back to my back, exhilarated.
**
"Wow... y- you look- incredible" Harry exclaimed as I opened the door to my house. He stood there, paralysed with shock by my charcoal, tight dress- it made me blush, even though I tried my best to hide it. "Thanks, I could say the same about you." I replied sheepishly as I exited the house, making sure to lock the door as I trailed towards the car. Harry was dressed in a white blouse, slightly unbuttoned along with a pair of black velvet trousers; I couldn't help but glimpse at him as he drove, he just looked so, handsome.
A shockwave of confusion strangled me as I glanced up towards the building, bewildered by where we were. Amber fairy lights scattered themselves above the entrance, which the sign read out 'Bob Bob Ricard Soho'. I'd seen the place before online, and the only thing I knew was that it was extremely fancy (over £100 a meal to be exact). But, why was he taking me here? There's no way he would spoil me this much. It was way too much to ask for.
Almost like a true gentleman, he walked over to the passenger seat, before opening the door for me. Sarcastically, I stepped out, attempting to act like a celebrity "thank you very much my dear sir" I exclaimed as I stepped out onto the footpath, mesmerised by my surroundings. "You're very welcome." He nodded at me as he played along, shutting the door behind us and stepping out onto the footpath to join me.
As we walked into the restaurant, we were greeted by a small, slim waitress, wearing a cotton blouse and a red tie, to match the atmosphere of red that surrounded us. "Hey, I've got a reservation for 2 at 7pm under the name Harry Lewis." His raspy voice echoed across the lining of lemon and rose walls which expanded across the room. "Ah yes, right this way." The woman smiled sincerely as she guided us through the restaurant. I was captivated by my surroundings; the place screamed rich. Plants scattered themselves around the room, layered by golden plant pots.
However, I was soon distracted when I reached my table: the lavender scent filled my nostrils as the candle in the centre of the table burned. Wine glasses stood on each end of the table as we placed ourselves opposite each other, gently slouching into the blood-coloured, velvet chairs. "Bit fancy, init" I whispered to Harry, who just chuckled in return.
"Well, I wanted to do something special because you know, it's not often that I see you." He smiled and he leant over to grab the menu, situated in the centre of the table.
"Well...yeah, but you know, we could just meet up more, especially because we now work at the same place." I replied, also leaning over to grab a menu.
"I know, but it's not the same. For me work is work and everything else is me actually having fun. Don't get me wrong, I like my job, but sometimes it can be... a bit much, you know?" His smile faded as he scanned the menu, before softly placing it onto the table.
As a social media influencer, I totally understood the feeling of constantly pretending to be happy just to fit in with everyone else when the truth was, it was getting too much.
"Yeah, I know what you mean, I feel the same with my job."
"The model job?" He questioned playfully.
I couldn't help but giggle, "no silly, my social media job. It can be annoying as fuck when you're trying to fit in with everyone else." Harry just nodded at my response as the same waitress crept up beside me. "What would you like to drink?"
"Two red wines please." I replied, as she noted down our order before strolling away. I turned back to face towards Harry.
"Soo...how's the dating life?" He questioned, leaning closer towards me as he rested his chin on his hands.
I hadn't actually remembered the last time I had a boyfriend, it had to have been sometime in school. I just, never really found the one. Well, until now. "Nothing special, haven't really had a relationship in a good few years. Just not found the one." I sighed, shrugging my shoulders.
"Well, maybe I could change that." He flirtatiously winked at me, and I felt the leg gently brush against mine. I couldn't hold back my laugh. "Well to win me you gotta up your flirting game." I joked back, before he chuckled to himself.
The rest of the night went quickly, almost too quickly for my liking. Harry offered to pay, which I gladly accepted. Then, as we both stood up to leave, I felt his hand reach out for mine, closely interlocking our fingers. The grip of his hands gave me a sense of safety, knowing that no matter what, he would be by my side.
As we headed out of the exit and towards the car, he turned to me "I have something to show you when we get back, but you'll have to come to mine to see."
"Another surprise? Really? You've already done so much, I don't need more." I raised an eyebrow at him, flabbergasted.
"Trust me, you're gonna love it." He exclaimed, before opening the door for me to enter the car.
