They Don't Know Us

Dinner

Chapter 7: Dinner

-Katelynn's POV-

"Please forgive me. I...I need to leave. Please continue on without me," I mumbled as I ran past everyone who were all now giving me awkward looks, making me feel even more terrible.

I thought I could handle this. But I now know I can't. I can't stay strong. I kept running until a familiar voice stopped me, "Katelynn wait!"

There was no longer any happiness left in me, "What do you want?"

He didn't say anything, just walked towards me, embracing me in a hug.

He looked shock when I pushed him away. I didn't want comfort from anyone right now, "Get out of here Harry. You don't care. Goodbye."

I turned on my heels only to be stopped by a large hand grasping mine.

"Don't think for one minute that I don't care. Or course I care. If I didn't care do you really think I would have left my girlfriend in a room with a bunch of people she didn't know? No," he paused for a moment, taking my free hand in his, but I flinched away, "Katelynn, I'm worried about you. Don't forget about that dinner you promised me. Please. I just want to talk."

I could not believe he had the audacity to come back after all these years and expect me to just talk. "No Harry. It isn't going to happen.I don't want to talk to you or anyone else. Leave me alone. Go back to your fucking girlfriend, whoever she is."

A grin crept on his face, why the hell was he smiling, "Do you remember who you used to listen to every single day in 10th grade?"

I shrugged, "Yeah, Taylor Swift...but why is that relevant to the current situation?"

The smile still hasn't left his smug face, which was starting to piss me off. "She is my girlfriend."

Oh my god. I can't believe I didn't notice her in there. I guess I was just too in to my speech. I didn't even notice Harry. It took every single fiber in my being to control myself and not freak out. I was in a very emotional state and just couldn't give into Harry that easily. I replied with one simple word and turned around, "cool."

I ran to my car before Harry could do anything. I put the keys in the ignition and- "You're not getting rid of me that easily."

"Oh my god Harry you just scared the living daylights out of me! What is wrong with you and how the hell did you get in my car??"

He put his hands up, as if to plead his innocence, "Sorry love, and your door was unlocked silly."

How did I not notice him get in? I must be really out of it. "Fine Harry. I guess I won't get rid of you. But this is the last time we will ever speak. At this dinner. Do you understand?"

He chuckled slightly under his breath, "I can't make that promise."

God he's so annoying. I hate him. Why did I get myself into this? Why can't I just say no to people.

The entire ride was spent like this: Harry trying to make conversation and me completely ignoring him.

I could tell that it angered and annoyed him. Woot woot! Good job Katelynn.

I walked up to the hostess who didn't bother to look up as I spoke, "Hi can I have a table for-"

She rudely cut me off, still staring intently at whatever was on the podium, "We are full, please come back another time when you have reservations."

I sighed, about to turn out the door when Harry spoke to the girl, "Come on...please. I am Harry Styles."

The girl dropped her jaw and looked as if she was hyperventilating, "ERMERGERD IT IS YOU! IT IS HARRY STYLES IN THE FLESH! AND HE IS TALKING TO ME! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! I CANT! NO! NOT EVEN! YOU HAVE NO IDEA! STOP! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"