Chapter Twenty
2 weeks later...
"Alisha!" My Mum shouted up the stairs.
"Yes Mum?" I shouted back.
"You have a friend at the door. Are you coming down?" She shouted up to me.
"Yes, I'm almost ready. I'll be down in a moment." I replied, as I slipped on my brightly coloured dress and my wedged shoes. I grabbed my bag and stumbled out of my room, almost falling flat on my face. I headed down the stairs, trying not to trip. Then I saw Harry, stood by the door holding a red rose. He was wearing black fitted jeans and an open red checked shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and a black t shirt underneath.
"Oh, wow." He said quietly.
"I'll just leave you two alone. Don't be back too late and call me every hour so I know you're ok. If you don't call me, then I will call you!" My mum said to me. She has become more protective of me ever since the whole me disappearing thing. "Ok, well you two have fun." She pulled me into a hug and whispered in my ear, "Remember, don't do anything you're not comfortable with. It's only the first date." She pulled away and smiled, then headed for the living room.
"You look nice." He said as a huge grin spread across his face.
"Nice? Really?" I asked.
He laughed and then went silent. "You... You look absolutely amazing." He said reaching for my hand. "Let's go." He said quietly. I stepped outside to see a small black car. "Oh, I thought I'd tell you this in person but I took my driving test 2 days ago. I passed."
"What? Are you being serious? That's brilliant! I'm so happy for you!" I screamed as I hugged him.
"Yeah it is!" He released from the hug and opened the passenger seat door for me.
"Oh such a gentleman." I said as I climbed in, he smiled at me and shut the door and got in the driver's seat.
"I can trust you not to crash and kill us right?" I laughed.
He laughed too, "Yes, of course. I got over here fine didn't I?"
"I suppose so." I replied with a smile. He started the car and we headed off to the mystery destination. 10 minutes later the car came to a stop.
Harry reached onto the back seat and picked a blindfold. "Do you mind? It's kind of a surprise."
"I suppose." I said smiling cheekily. I put the blindfold on.
"How many fingers am I holding up?" he asked.
"Um, two?" I answered.
"Haha nope." The car started up again and another 5 minutes later the car stopped. "Hang on a second." I heard Harry's car door open. Not long after he opened my door and guided me out. I tried no to trip over anything, I was clumsy enough when I could see and wasn't wearing wedged shoes. As I stepped in the building door I felt the heat hit me, it was lovely. "Ok, you can look now."
I took off the blindfold Harry's living room, lit with a roaring fire and a few candles. "Wow."
"Ok, follow me." He said walking off to the dining room. I followed to see it also lit with candles and the table set up nicely.
"Oh my, this... this is just... wow."
"Thought you might say that." He led me to a chair and pulled it out for me. I sat down and watched him leave the room. I'd never been in his home for too long and I'd only seen the living room before. It was not long after we became friends, me, Leila and Aaron visited for a short amount of time on his birthday to drop of cards and a few gifts. About 5 minutes later Harry entered with two bowls, he placed one in front of me and placed the other at the seat opposite me. In the bowl was what looked like soup. "This is my mother's famous chicken soup."
"Oh? Great!" I said smiling. "She made this then or did you?" I asked.
"Well, both of us really. It's her recipe and she guided me a little bit."
I dipped my spoon in the bowl and tasted it. "Oh wow. This is amazing!" I said.
"Good." He smiled. I finished the soup within a few minutes because I couldn't get enough of it. Mmm. "You finished already?"
I giggled, "Yeah. It was too good."
"Well, no more. There is still more to come."
"Oh, this should be good."
For the main course Harry brought in spaghetti bolognaise, topped with cheese.
"Ooh very nice." I said smiling. Harry smiled back.
Then for dessert he served a chocolate cake. Who doesn't love chocolate cake?
After we had finished out meal, Harry led me back into the living room sofa where we both sat down in front of the fire.
"Harry, I've had an amazing night. The food was amazing. I didn't know you were that good of a cook."
"Well, I've never really told anyone. My mum taught me everything I know and I'm not going to lie to you but she's has being helping out with the entire night. She wanted me to impress you."
"I know, I saw her a bit earlier on when she peaked her head in. You don't have to go through a lot of hassle to impress me, you've already done that all by yourself." I smiled.
"You're worth the hassle." He said looking deep into my eyes and me into his. Slowly and gently he leaned in and kissed me softly on my lips.
"Now that's what I call a first kiss. Worth the wait?"
"Definitely." He replied. In another room I heard a quiet but hear able 'woohoo', from his mum. "Oh my god." Harry laughed. "Mum! Do you mind? Trying to have a moment here." He said while still laughing.
"Sorry hun!"
"I think she's more excited about our first kiss than we are." Harry stated.
"I doubt that. I'm freaking out inside my head." I said.
He laughed, "I hope that's a good kind of freaking out."
"Of course." I replied, kissing him again.
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Sorry that this has taken so long, but I have been very busy over the past few months. But I'll be back to uploading stories regularly shortly. This one has now finished :) happy ending yay! I'm working on a new story at the moment which i'll be starting to upload once i've figured out a name for it. Thanks for over 4k reads, never thought i'd get this many :) Let me know what you think of this chapter in the comments, they're appreciated.
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