Notice Me

Chapter 6

Harry

She is mesmerizing. The way she smiles, the way she laughs. The way her lips move when she talks, the way she bites her lip when she thinks. The way her eyes light up when she smiles.

I'm known this woman for less than four hours and she has me completely and utterly gobsmacked.

Her name was perfect for her, her laugh is so melodious. I could tell that she was strong and confident, not insecure whatsoever. I could also tell that she isn't used to someone noticing her.

But I did.

There was just something about her, something so irresistible. Something so endearing. Aria grins as I take a fry, reach over and dip it into her magical sauce. "You'll never eat fries the same way again." She smirks as I chuckle.

"Definitely not, this is really good and I'm not a massive mayonnaise fan either." I reply smiling, I liked that she was comfortable and confident enough to order a float and fries with me. Most woman would of gotten water and a salad, don't get me wrong though. I love a good salad once in awhile and I drink a shit ton of water on a daily basis but I love a woman that knows what she likes and gives no fucks what anyone else thinks. "So Aria, how old are you?" I ask wanting to know everything about her.

"Just turned 22 in August so like a year and a half younger than you." She shrugs and I cock my brow. "My friend Layla is a massive fangirl, she pumped my brain full of information for tonight. She was the one with me when you called, she just turned 21." She adds and I nod.

"So you're not a fan?" I ask cautiously.

"I'm a fan of good music." She deadpans. "Which you are extremely gifted at making." Aria adds smirking mischievously. "But in all seriousness, your songs are some of the most lyrically deep songs in the industry right now and that is what we need. We need deep thoughtful music, music is what we leave for our future generations you know?" She goes on with a certain intelligence only someone that is well versed in music would.

"Sounds to me like I'm at a table with another musician." I challenge and Aria blushes.

"No, not anymore at least."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask curiously.

"Both of my parents are musicians, my brother inherited most of the musical prowess while I have some and our little sister has none at all." She says before biting her lip nervously. "What about you? Is your family as musically gifted as you?" She says turning the tables on me.

"God no, Gemma would kill someone if she tried to sing." I joke causing her to laugh as my smile widens. "My parents are music lovers but not very musically inclined." I admit and she giggles.

"So you truly are one in a million." She says softly.

"So are you Aria." I reply with a smile, her cheeks redden as she buries her head in her hands and it's the cutest thing I've ever seen. I find myself gazing at her adoringly as she looks up at me through her eyelashes.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Aria asks.

"Because you're beautiful." I reply nonchalantly as she looks down smiling. "What?"

"Just wondering how many times you've used that line before." She challenges as she leans back in the booth and crosses her arms, I could see a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Everyone is beautiful in their own way but I don't go telling every girl I sit down and have some secret sauce and orgasmic creamy soda concoction with that they're beautiful." I reply and she giggles causing me to smile widely.

"You're not too bad to look at either Harry." She replies smirking.

"I know, you couldn't take those gorgeous golden brown eyes off me the entire time I was onstage." I tease as her face flushes again.

"Ok, I'm not the one going through random women's phones and sending themselves photos." She says smirking with her brow cocked.

"Touche but I was a gentleman and sent myself a decent photo at least." I tease as she huffs.

"I knew I should've deleted those."

"Why? They are beautiful and you didn't expect some strange British lad to invade your privacy like that." I smile at her as she chuckles.

"Can I ask why that photo and not the one next to it?" Aria asks sheepishly.

"Well I quite liked that other one but you look so stunning in this one, it took my breath away honestly." I confess and she smiles looking down.

We continue eating as the conversation flows effortlessly, being around her is like being somewhere brand new. Fresh air to breath, new and beautiful sights to see. I wanted to explore this new land, I didn't want the night to end but alas the bill was here and the diner seemed to be closing.

I quickly take my wallet out and place a hundred dollar bill down as Aria taps on her phone. "Let me send you the money for my food." She says and I shake my head.

"I've got it love." I say nodding at the bill and her eyes widen.

"That's generous." She smiles softly and I shrug.

"Money isn't everything but sometimes what seems like a drop in the bucket for me could be the difference of eating or not for others. Fame has brought me money yes but it's also brought me knowledge of how the world works, how others live that may be less fortunate." I explain and she nods in understanding.

"You're amazing Harry."