*Jesse's POV*
As I eyed myself wearing the dress hours before the party, I thought that I looked decent. I really don't consider myself beautiful, I mean compared to other girls I'm definitely not. But tonight, I'm a bit appealing, I'm presentable enough that Harry won't be ashamed of being with me.
Well, I wouldn't neccesarily be with him tonight, would I? I'm going as Sean's 'date', which reminds me again that I forgot to tell Harry about Sean liking me.
Note to self: Tell Harry about Sean liking me.
As I slipped on my doll shoes, a smile slipped on my face as well. I just look really different tonight, I look good. As I spun around, I heard someone ascending the door. I was guessing it was Harry just checking up on me, or my "date" Sean.
As the door opened, it was Harry.
"Hey, baby." He greeted, I would never get used to be reffered as his 'baby'.
"Hey." I replied as he kissed my cheek swiftly.
"You look beautiful."
"You don't look bad yourself." I smirked.
As a reply, he smiled at me. Then he crashed his lips on mine. It was a quick kiss, but it was worthwhile.
"Well, I'll be waiting for you down the stairs."
I nodded.
When he left my room, I checked myself on the mirror another time.
Then I heard a knock on my door, I thought it was Harry who just forgot to tell me something. But to my shock, it wasnt.
"Hey, I just want to tell you that I'm looking forward of being with you tonight." Sean blurted.
"Oh." I nodded.
"And, by the way, you look beautiful." He said, then he winked at me. Woah, what was the wink for? "I'll see you later." He smiled, there was something in his eyes that tells me that he'd do something that Harry wouldn't like. So, as he walked off, I became more nervous. One minute I was confident, and the next thing you know I'm not.
After a couple of minutes, I was just staring at myself on the mirror, a little bit strange, I know.
Gemma knocked on my door, saying "Jess, c'mon now. Time to leave."
I spun myself one more time to see my reflection, and made my way outside the room.
When I opened the door, Gemma and Isabelle was waiting for me and boy, were they gorgeous!!! Gemma was wearing a red strapless dress that complimented her slim body figure, while on the other hand, Isabelle was wearing a yellow long gown dress. They were absolutely lovely.
We all walked to the stairs. Gemma was the first one to come down, and he's boyfriend was waiting on the foot of the stairs. Actually, all of the boys were. As I started walking down, Gemma just took the last step of the stairs and he joined hands with his boyfriend and well, kissed. Aren't they just sweet?
Isabelle came after me, just literally inches behind. As I was going down the stairs that seem like there's no way it will end, I saw Harry's face with a cheeky smile, showing of his dimples. As I was on which I assume was the fifth step to the last, Sean also smiled at me. Like a weird smile, it wasn't weird as in he looked ugly, it was weird because the smile is like how a boyfriend would smile to his girlfriend.
When I was about to descent on the third to the last step on me, someone touched my back when I looked back, it was Isabelle. She gave me a fake smile, then pushed me... hard. If you come to think of it, the third to the last step wasn't that high from the ground, but I can't explain what happend. When Isabelle pushed me, I lost all my balance, lame I know, but the truth shall be said. My body was about to hit the floor, I closed my eyes, waiting for the impact my body would make with the floor.
But I was suprised, when I opened my eyes, I was inches from the ground, but I wasn't falling. It was just not that I realised that Harry's strong hands catched me. I looked at Harry, who had a worried look on his face. "You alright?" He whispered.
"Yeah, ofcourse." I replied as if I'm out of breath. He kissed me on my forehead which made me feel a bit more safe.
Me and Harry both stood up. Isabelle was still standing on the steps of the stairs with her arms crossed across her chest, and a victorious smile on her face.
"What was that for?" Harry shouted at Isabelle.
"We'll be waiting for you guys outside." Gemma said, quickly dragging his boyfriend out of the house. Obviously she doesn't want to get involved.
"Why on earth did you push Jesse?" Harry shouted a little bit more, walking a little closer to Isabelle. I swear, if Isabelle wasn't a girl, Harry would've hit her right now.
"Let it go, Harry." I said, placing my hand on his chest, hoping he gets the signal that we should just leave, I mean nothing extreme happend to me anyways.
Through all of this, Isabelle remained quiet, so did Sean. I entwined my fingers with Harry and pulled him outside the house. At first, he didn't want to leave, but when I rubbed my thumb against his thumb, he gave in. I have that effect on him.
We walked oustide the house hand-in-hand. We found Gemma and his boyfriend waiting in the limo, yes limo, for us. Harry knocked on the window telling them that he has something to say. When there was no barrier between Harry and Gemma, they talked.
"Me and Jesse's gonna take my car."
"What? Harry, no! You have to ride this, mum's orders."
"We're taking the car, okay?" Harry didn't wait for his sister's response, he pulled me to his Range Rover. He opened the door for me, being the gentleman that he is. Then he slid on the other side.
The venue wasn't that far, but Harry chose to take the long way. While he was driving, I can see that he's pissed, his eyebrows are furrowed, his hand remained tensed on the driving wheel.
"Harry, calm down." I softly spoke.
Harry parked on the side of the road and buried his face on his hands. I held on to the side of his face and rubbed my thumb on his cheeks. "What's wrong?"
He looked at me, with sadness in his eyes. "Isabelle. Isabelle is what's wrong. I expect this vacation to be the best for you and me. But Isabelle's ruining it. You're probably regretting coming with me. I'm sorry."
"Harry, it's not your fault. And I don't regret coming here, Harry. The few days I've been here was really fun, cause I got to spend them with you. And we still have another week, so cheer up."
He gave me a genuine smile. "Can we just stay here?"
"In the car?" I giggled.
"Well.. yeah. I'd rather spend it with you..... alone." He said cheekily. Oh this boy.
"Hm, I suppose we can be a little bit late, but we're not missing the party."
"Sounds good enough for me." He gave me a smile and squeezed my hand.
After an hour or two, we received heaps of text messages and calls from Harry's family. So we decided that we should go.
As we were on our way, Harry turned on the radio. The first song was Conor Maynard's Can't Say No. Oh my days. I have the biggest crush on Conor, like I really like him. That boy's fit. Well, ofcourse Harry doesn't know. He knows I'm a fan of him, and that's all he knows. And actually, I was classmates with Conor when we were in primary school. But, Harry's still my number one.
I sang along softly to the words, to every single word. I can see Harry's face giggling occasionally at me. Glad to know that he finds me entertaining.
When the song ended, the traffic started. We're gonna be so dead when we reach the party. But nevertheless, another good song came on. Lego house by Ed Sheeran, ahh my ginger home boy. He is amazing. I'm a big fan of his, and Harry promised he's gonna introduce me to Ed. Oh my flippin days, my inner fangirl is starting to appear again. I mentally laughed at what I've thought.
As it finished, Harry's car barely moved. But I don't mind, I mean c'mon, I'm alone in a car with Harry Styles, who is now my boyfriend. Wow.
From time to time, he would hold my hand and rub his thumbs since he can't continuously hold my hand for he was driving.
*PLAY SONG ON THE SIDEBAR*
When the song started to play, you can tell it wasn't those songs where you can hear drums and basses, this song started softly and slowly.
It was kind of familiar, actually. But I can't make out the title in my head. I was looking outside the window, as if it was gonna help me out with the title. It was on the tip of my tongue, but I just can't remember it.
Harry's car came to a full stop.
"I look at her and have to smile as we go driving for awhile," Harry sang, then he stopped to grabbed my hand and rubbed his thumb against mine.
" As we go the traffic lights watch them glimmer in her eyes." Then he faced me, eye to eye.
"And I've got all that I need, right here in the passenger seat," he smiled, "Oh and I can't keep my eyes on the road, knowing that you're inches from me." He beautifully sang. Obviously he changed some of the words, well one word. He said "you're inches from me" when it's suppose to say "she's inches from me."
Then I remember the song, it was called Passenger Seat who I believe was sang by Stephen Speaks? Not quite sure. But I'm pretty sure it was the title.
Every time Harry sang, I can feel my heart sink to it's deepest depth, its unbelievable. He makes me feel things I've never felt before.
As the rest of the song played, Harry sang to me. He knew the words so perfectly. He sang flawlessly. How did I even got lucky and got be the girlfriend of Harry? Unreal.
We drove to the party which was roughly 15 minutes away.
When we got there, everyone was dancing on the middle of the place which I presume is what they call the 'dance floor'.
They were dancing to a jolly song which was about to end.
"This is the first slow song of the night, so gentlemen grab a lady and show them how it's done." The DJ spoke through his mike as he started to play a slow song.
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Sorry for the late upload, but here you go. :) mwaaa