The bell rang which meant that we were to get back to our classrooms.
'The break is over now. Let's run!' I said, giving him a grin.
'Uh, wait.' Harry said.
I turned back and looked at him.
'Yes?' I asked.
'I wanted to ask you something.' He said, looking into my eyes.
'Sure?' I said.
'I-I was wondering if we could go out?' He said.
'Out?' I asked him in confusion.
'Yes, you and me?' He said, waiting for an answer.
'Sure, we can.' I answered, smiling at him.
'Thank you.' He said, smiling, sincerely.
I slightly smiled and left the cafeteria, heading to the classroom.
'So, Newton's third law of motion tells us that....' I could hear Miss Lisa.
O God, I'm late.
'May I come in, madam?' I asked.
'No.' She said shortly and continued teaching.
After five minutes, I asked her again.
'Ma'am, may I come in?'
'Yes, but stand at the back of the room.' She ordered. 'You're once again late for the class because you were too busy talking to your boyf-' She stopped and pointed towards the back.
I did as I was told. I could hear whispers,
'What? They're dating?'
'She's Harry's girlfriend?'
I ignored and stood at the back.
The period was over after fifteen minutes and I rushed outside the class, to my locker. The next period was the music class and I didn't want to be late.
I took out the books and rushed to the music room, where Sir Edward was waiting.
I took my seat and saw Harry coming towards me. He placed himself next to me without asking. I didn't know we had music classes together.
'I'm Glad you chose to sit with me.' He said. I smiled. Like what? I didn't choose to sit with him.
'So, when are we going out?' I asked him.
'It's called date.' He told me.
'Whatever.' I mumbled.
'How about tonight?' He asked me.
'Tonight?' I asked.
'I'll pick you up from your place.' He said.
'No, no. Not my house. Please.' I almost chocked.
'Then where?' He asked.
'How about, I come to your house and we go together?' I asked.
'No, not my place.' He quickly said.
That was a funny moment. None of us wanted the other to come to their house.
'Okay. Let's go to a park, first of all. Let's meet up there and go out together.' He suggested.
'Good idea.' I said.
'Is everyone here now?' Sir Edward asked.
'Yes, sir.' We all said.
'Today, we'll study how Justin Timberlake sings. The reason why he is the prince of pop...' He continued.
'I love Justin Timberlake!' I told Harry.
'Same choice we have!' He told.
After a fifteen minutes lecture, Sir noticed us talking so he asked me to come up to the stage and sing mirrors by Justin Timberlake the way he just told us.
I was nervous but managed anyway to sing.
'Aren't you something to admire...' I began.
I had no idea of how to sing.
'My mirror staring back at me, staring back at me.' I finished. Everyone, astonished.
'You were too good.' Sir whispered to me.
'Thank you, sir.' I bowed to him and ran back to my seat.
'You were outstanding, love!' Harry appreciated as I got back to him.
'Love?' I raised my eyebrows at him.
'Sorry.' He said shortly.
********
'Mom?' I said.
'Yes, honey?' She said, with a usual beautiful smile on her lips.
'I'm going on a date with somebody.' I told her. We had planned to meet up in a park in Beverly hills at six in the evening.
'Really? Who is he?' She asked.
'He's a guy in my school. His name is Harry.' I told her.
'You never told me about him.' She said.
'I never talked to him.' I said.
'So, is he a good person?' She asked me.
'Yes. Amazing. Different. Probably the best one.' I told her.
'Do you like him?' She asked me.
'No mommy!' I giggled and ran into my room.
'Oh, you're blushing!' Mom said.
'No mommy. No!' I covered my face in the pillow.
'Alright, what time did he tell you?' She said, removing the pillow.
'Six. At a park in Bev.' I told her.
'Is he rich?' She asked me.
'He never told me, mom.' She was becoming annoying now.
'So it's five and you are only left with an hour now.' She told me.
'Help me with the outfit, will you?' I asked her.
'Sure, darling.' She said.
She opened the wardrobe and selected a red top, with a red and black checker board skater skirt. She paired them with black shiny heels.
It was a nice choice. I quickly got up and changed my clothes. Painting my nails black and curling my hair a bit. Then the final touch was coloring my lips with a red gloss.
'Mom!Dad! I look beautiful!' I shouted.
They both came in, laughing.
Dad gave me a peck on my right cheek and mom on my left one.
'Our princess!' They said together.
'It's 5:45. We need to get going.' Dad said.
'Alright, let's go. But wait!' I said.
'What now?' We asked.
'Should I get something for him?' I asked, as it was my first date.
'No!' Mom suggested. 'He's the guy. He should bring something.'
'Sure?' I asked.
'Yup. Now leave.' She said, kissing my cheek.
I walked out the door with daddy. He had brought his friend's bike with him.
I hopped on it, holding dad's waist tightly.
He rode the bike and I felt my phone buzzing. It was a message from Harry.
I've been waiting for thirty minutes now.
I ignored the message as I knew I was near to the spot we decided. And he was there before the time we decided. So it wasn't my fault.
The bike suddenly stopped and I realized that we were in front of the park.
'Thank you, daddy.' I said, kissing his cheek.
'Enjoy darling.' He said, but before I could answer him, he was gone.
I walked towards the gate and saw Harry was waiting for me.
***********
Harry's POV
Damn, she looks beautiful! Uh, what wouldn't I do to make her mine. Those beautiful eyes, that hair on her head, those hands!
End of Harry's POV
***********
Emily's POV
There he is, with his hot personality!
'Hey, superman!' I said, slapping his shoulder.
'Hey, you're late.' He said.
'Just three minutes late.' I told him, showing him the time from my phone.
'I reached here forty minutes ago.' He told me.
'Because you were that excited about the date.' I told him.
He gave me a smile.
I took a seat next to him.
'You look beautiful!' He told me.
'Thank you.' I said, blushing a little.
I saw him biting his nails.
'We can't sit here. Let's go to the car.' He said, breaking the silence.
'Exactly.' I said.
We stood where his car was. It was Aston Martin!
'Oh my God!' I exclaimed.
He chuckled, opening the door for me.
I thanked him and sat.
He started the car and asked me about my family.
'I am the only child.' I told him.
'Why didn't you want me to come to your house?' He asked me.
'I won't like to tell.' I said rudely.
'Why did you not want me to come at your place?' I asked him.
'I, too won't like to tell.' He said in the same tone.
'Sorr.' I said.
'You can't even apologize properly. Say the whole word, SORRY.' He said. I laughed out loud.
'Tell me about your family?' I asked him.
'I have a younger brother. He's six.' He told me.
'We have small families.' I said.
He nodded.
'Did you ever fall for someone?' He asked me, breaking the weird silence.
'No. But I guess now, I like someone.' I told him...
