Runaway Bride :One Direction Story

26. Two Is Better Than One

A/N 

FOUR CHAPTERS TO GO

And guys, if you haven't popped by my message board and introduced yourself, do it after this chapter. I like speaking and type way more than I should but it's cool talking to you guys :-)

And I just realised that I never actually told you who the mystery P.O.V was. Whoopsity daisy. But the thing is, I can't actually remember who it was. I think it was Jasmine. Ah well, we'll never know. Sorry bout that.

And I think I changed the words in the song. But who cares. And I've put like, half a verse with another cerse but again ,who cares.

________________________________________________________

                                I remember what you wore on our first date,

                                  You came into my life and I thought hey,

                                       You know, this could be something.

                                    I remember every look upon your face,

                               The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste,

                                         You make it hard for breathing

Harry's P.O.V

Everything was ready.

Eleanor and Danielle had set up the picnic, Liam and Niall had cooked the food, Louis and Zayn had distracted Lily and Jasmine was throwing instructions at me by the dozen.

My head really hurt.

"Make sure you compliment her. But not offensively. Like, don't say you look like a pretty alien because that would be sucky an-" 

What the hell?                              

"Jasmine? Why the hell would I tell her she looked like an alien?" I sighed, shaking my head at Jasmine's statement. 

"Oh I don't know you are a boy and boys tend not to think very clearly..." I let Jasmine's voice fade out as I checked my appearance once more in the mirror. Jasmine had put some sort of gooey substance in my hair to make it even curlier than normal and it had definitely worked. Personally I thought I looked like I had been electrocuted but the girls, and even Liam, had assured me that my hair looked perfectly normal. If there was a time to trust them, it would be now. Jasmine had also picked out an outfit for me, a pair of blue denim jeans and a plain grey top. She had also given me a plaid blue shirt to wear over it, but open. I wasn't sure about the shirt at first but after Jasmine told me that Lily always thought open shirts were hot that was enough convincing for me.

"Harry!" Jasmine snaps at me, her fingers clicking in front of my eyes. "Are you even listening?"

"Totally," I murmur back.

She puts her hands on her hips and narrows her eyebrows at me.

"Now the real answer?" she asks.

"Sorry, spaced out." I apologize. She raises her eyebrows in question. "I'm just nervous is all,"

Jasmine sighs and sits beside me. "Look, I know you're nervous and that's totally fine, but trust me, Lily's probably a lot more nervous than you are right about now." she told me.