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Going on a date with someone like Harry Styles isn't something that comes often. I'm curious as to why he wants a date with me when he can have anybody in the world. From what I read, he only really dates models. I can assure you, I'm definitely not a model. I'm flattered, really. Just confused and curious.
I was currently making sure I looked decent enough to be around Harry. I was making sure I smelled good, I had deodorant on, and my breath didn't stink. The obvious things girls check before they go around someone they're interested in. It's a process.
I think back to when Harry texted me to tell me when he was going to be here.
"Hey, love. I was just letting you know I'll be in San Jose at about 6:30. Can't wait. xx H." - sent at 1:15pm
The time is currently 6:23. And I'm getting more and more nervous as time passes. What do people even talk about on dates?
I heard a chime coming from my phone, signaling that I have a text message.
"I'm here, but I'll come to the door like a real gentlemen. xx H." - sent at 6:27pm
'Right on time.' I thought. I heard a knock on the front door of my apartment as I was leaving my bedroom. I quickly ran towards the door, unlocking up. I held my breath as I pulled open the door.
"Hello, love."
If looks could kill you.
Harry Styles defines beauty. From his curly hair to his dimpled smile to his lean physique. I underestimated him.
"Hi." I breathlessly replied.
"Are you ready to get going?" He asked, still showing off those pearly whites.
"Uh, yeah. Let me just grabbed my bag." I said, turning around quickly to get my things.
"Okay. Now we can go." I said smiling.
"Perfect." He smirked.
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"So, what are we doing?" I asked, looking at the passing trees and the passing pedestrians.
"I found out that you really enjoy going to theaters. Therefore, I rented a theater out. One, because we don't want to be interrupted. And two, it's romantic. Then, I was hoping you would eat dinner with me." He explained.
"I love going to the theaters! How did you find that?" I asked curiously.
"To be honest, your friend. Billie. She was very helpful." He said sheepishly.
"I'll be sure to thank her," I laughed.
"And also, I would love to have dinner with you." I said
He smiled so brightly that it could light up the night. Bless him.
"I think they are showing classic, horror films." He said smirking.
"Horror? Oh, no." I said scared.
"I also happen to know that you hate horror films." He said laughing.
"Great." I sarcastically said.
"Don't worry, love. I'll protect you." He said cheesily.
🌻🌻🌻
We pulled up to the theater and I could already tell that I wouldn't enjoy this movie. But I would enjoy being in the company of Harry.
"The film that is playing is The Exorcist." Harry said as we walked through the door.
"Of course it is. I could've handled clowns or a serial killer, but no. The movie has to do with the devil. Great." I sardonically said.
"Don't worry. I'm here with you." Harry said, trying to soothe me.
"I know what would make me feel better." I said teasingly.
"And what is that?" He chuckled.
"Skittles." I said rushing over to the food stand.
"Why am I not surprised?" Harry said behind me.
"They're my favorite. If I'm sitting through this movie, I'm getting some skittles." I explained looking through my purse for my wallet.
"Do you want anything?" I asked Harry.
"I'll get a water." He said.
"Skittles and a water, pretty please!" I said to the person working. As many times as I have been here, I have no clue who the worker is.
"The will be $8.48." The worker said.
I was grabbing my wallet when Harry stopped me.
"Hey, I asked you on this date. Let me pay." He sternly said.
"It's only $8.48. I don't mind." I said.
"Exactly. Let me be a gentleman. Chivalry isn't dead." He explained.
"Alright. Thank you. But I still owe you $20, so here." I said handing him a 20 dollar bill.
"You were serious about that?" He asked.
"Yes. I hate people spending their money on me." I replied.
"You should probably get used to it." He sneakily said.
"What?" I asked confused.
"Nothing. The movie is starting. Come on." He said, grabbing me hand.
