All Too Well

Chapter 16

The day moved incredibly quickly and I had written five seperate articles all regarding different outcomes of Khloe Kardashian and Lamar Odom's recent divorce. I emailed through the drafts to John and packed up my things for the day. I had managed to keep tonights "date" off my mind for a majority of the afternoon however it was now all I could think about. I exited the building and swiftly walked towards the taxi stand, the wind made the temperature feel one hundred times colder then it was and I couldn't wait to get inside the warmth. The cab driver pulled up to the curb of my apartment and I handed him a twenty dollar bill before running into the foyer of the complex, I took the elevator to my level and jimmied the key inside the door. The warmth enclosed my body like an envelope and I quickly headed to my bedroom to prepare for tonights dinner. I through on a pair of high waisted black jeans and tucked in a fluffy knitted jumper before sliding my feet into a pair of Eamon black boots. I touched up my makeup and let my hair fall out of the ponytail, the kink from the elastic gave my hair some natural volume and over all I was quite impressed with the way I looked. I pulled out my phone and was alerted by a text message from Harry is the Bestest:

Leaving in 5, look forward to seeing you. H x.  It read.

The butterflies returned to my stomach and I sat down on the edge of the bed while I waited for Harry.  I hadn't spent a lot of time thinking about him  as a "celebrity", maybe it was because I spent my entire career writing about people like him, I don't really know but I decided to go onto twitter and search his name. His name was "approved" with the official blue tick and I was shocked when I saw twenty one million people followed his page, I scrolled through the pictures and his most recent tweets and came to the conclusion that he was a bit alternative when it came to social media. I was interupted from my search with a message from Harry, he was waiting in the underground parking again. I shut my phone, grabbed my coat and headed for the elevator. 

His range rover stood out like a sore thumb amongst the other cars in the carpark and Harry was standing against the boot of the car dressed in black skinny jeans and a black Calvin Klein jumper, he looked impeccable. He greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and his familiar scent engulfed me once again. We drove out of the small carpark and out onto the busy London road.

"You look lovely Luca," Harry nervously confessed.

"So do you Harry, great choice of pants again," I saracastically remarked causing Harry to laugh. He ran his hands through his thick curls and checked the time.

"We have a reservation at seven thirty at Harwood Arms, they have amazing food there so I hope you're hungry,"

I nodded and watched out the window as the busy streets passed by, the lights from the surrounding buildings had lit up the water and it appeared to be dancing due to the reflection.

"This city is so gorgeous, I should've moved here earlier," I stated, still looking out at the passing traffic.

"It's proper gorgeous in Summer, the sun sets over the water and it's honestly amazing, you'd love it," Harry described, before pulling into a side street. He let out a puff of air in a defeated sigh and picked up his phone.

"Everything okay,?" 

"Yeah everythings fine, there's just going to be a stack of papparazi outside the restaurant so I just want to wait until Preston gets here before we do anything, they can be so full on sometimes so I'm sorry." His voice was low and masked with annoyance. To be honest I hadn't even thought about the papparazi or the stories that would come out of tonights sighting, I knew that this probably wouldn't be the last time I had to write about Harry and my relationship, I just didn't think right now was the best time to think about it.  Moments later a black tinted SUV pulled up in front of us and a large man stepped out from the drivers seat. Harry unbuckled his belt and opened the door, shaking Preston's hand.

"This is Luca," He introduced, Preston extending his arm for a handshake. 

We stepped up onto the curb and Preston walked ahead of us, we turned the corner and were automatically greeted with bright flashes from cameras and Harry's name being shouted in all directions. Harry walked next to me, tucking his arm around my waist and keeping me close to his side, his body was warm dispite the freezing London air and his hand was firm but gentle pushed in against my waist. Preston led us up the concrete stairs were the restaurant was located and into through the fibre glass doors. Harrys hand remained around my waist until we reached our table. 

HOPE YOUR ALL ENJOYING THE STORY SO FAR! Thanks for all the reads :) 
So i've decided to "mentally" cast Isabel Lucas as the role of Luca, she's an Australian actress/model and shes so gorgeous and she also is someone I picture this character looking like! I've spent all day creating a trailer for my book so it's going to be linked in the side bar, i'd love if you guys could all watch it and let me know your thoughts and stuff!

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