It Started With A DM ~ A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

CHAPTER 11 : FIN-FREAKING-ALLY

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As I opened the door, my breathe was knocked out of me, and I could feel my heart in my mouth. And as he ran his fingers through his hair and lifted his eyes to meet mine, I finally saw those green eyes, those million-dollar worth, beautiful dimples, as he smiled at me. And then he spoke with his raspy voice, which made my heart stop completely.

"Hey!" 

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The next thing I saw was darkness. 

The first thing my eyes could sense after that was too much bright light. I slowly blinked and let my eyes focus on the one face hovering over mine. 

Shit, it was Harry!

I sprang up. 

"Woh, woh. Easy tiger," he laughed out, slowly helping me to sit up, on my couch. 

"Umm, I-I am so sorry. I don't kno-" "Hey, it's absolutely fine. You just got overwhelmed, it's fine. You feeling ok now?" 

"Y-yes, thanks," I replied with a small smile, awkwardly fiddling with my fingers.

"So, let's start over, shall we?" He cleared his throat and said with a smile, "Hi Kaps, happy to see me finally?" 

I giggled, "Hey, Haz. Yes, I'm glad that you are here, and I can't believe I am FINALLY meeting you. I mean, this is definitely something that I had never ever imagined."

"Ya, well, neither did I," Harry replied with a smirk, which soon melted into a silly smile on seeing my eyebrows raised in confusion. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Well, I never imagined meeting someone like you, like ever."

I blushed. Hard. And, that was not just a rare thing, it was an impossible thing. And that made Harry laugh. But before he could say anything, I quickly recovered and started speaking, "Do you need to freshen up? Or shall we leave for lunch right now?"

"Well, maybe I could use the restroom before we leave? I could really clean up a bit."

"Sure, this way."

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While he was freshening up, I had already decided where I was gonna take him to eat. So after he was done, I took the car keys from him and drove him to my favourite Indian restaurant in New York City: Veeray da Dhaba [A/N: I have not had the chance of going there for a meal, so I apologize for any mistakes. Please correct me if I'm wrong with any detail.] 

We asked for a secluded table for 2. We ordered our appetizers and Entrées, well I ordered for both of us since he was not used to Punjabi Cuisine. 

By the time we received our appetizers, my stomach was on fire, and I realised that my hunger was the only thing that had kept my mind off of the fact that I was on a date with Harry Styles. The air felt awkward and I heard Harry clear his throat. 

"Um, so I guess we could make some small talk while we have this Kebab?"

"Oh, well, ya," I replied, taking my first bite. "So, how's everyone back home? Oh, are you excited for your Opening performance?" 

"Well, excited-yes. Nervous-yes? I dunno. And, ya everyone's doing good. As good as they can be during a pandemic."

"Hmm. By the way, is Jeffrey okay with me going with you?" "Oh, he was being difficult at first, telling me how I shouldn't be seen with a woman in public like that. He even was gonna cancel my flight tickets but then I had a talk with him and got it sorted," he shrugged and then took a sip of his coke, a smug smile plastered to his face. "So, you tell me. What do you have planned after this? Wanna go watch a movie or do you have something else in mind?"