"D'you want to go and eat, or something?" Harry questions.
"That sounds brilliant, I'm starving dude" I say, emphasizing the 'starving' to show how hungry I really was.
"Right then, where do you want to go?", he asks.
"In-n-Out?" I plead, batting my eyelashes.
Harry's eyes light up at the thought of In-n-Out. Then he seems to remember his status as a world famous celebrity. "Rosie, we'll be seen" Harry reasons.
I nod gloomily, but then gasp "That's why the drive-thru exists!" I feel strangely please with myself for coming up with such a simple solution. Then I remember something else. "Y'know, there's a little beach right by my house, maybe you'd want to eat over there instead of eating in your car? After all, we've both got sunglasses and I can stop at my house for a hat or something. Or if you don't want to, then you can just drop me off at my house, I don't know if you're-"
"Busy?" Harry questions, finishing my sentence. "Not really busy, at least not when it comes to you." He mumbles. "The beach sounds great, Georgie", he smiles cheekily at me, causing me to blush slightly.
"Brilliant", I say simply not really wanting to let him know what I was thinking.
'Harry's cute' I say to myself, smiling slightly as I look out the window, thinking about what I possibly could've done in my past lives to deserve this chance encounter with Harry Styles. I felt like I was especially lucky, since I've never had any sort of contact with a celebrity. No meet and greets, or any of that sort of things. So you can imagine how in shock I am that my very first encounter with a celebrity ended with us making a plan to eat In-n-Out at the beach.
"This ought to go well" I muttered to myself.
