International Love (Harry Styles Fanfiction) ON HOLD: MAJOR REVISION

Chapter 12

"Are you going to take Luke to homecoming?" I inquire, sitting on a chair in the dressing room while Kasey tries on some dresses.

"I want to but we would be in the same group either way. And aren't we all going stag this year?" As much as Harry and I haven't talked I was thinking of asking him to homecoming. Ha! Like he'd be interested in some stupid dance. Especially with all the shitty paparazzi.

"Yea, no I get it." She pokes her head out, "Ready to show me the goods?" She walks out in this killer light blue dress that has the one shoulder strap and flows nicely with no waistline stopping right above her knees. "Wow."

"Not too casual?"

"No, you look amazing Kasey! I say you should buy it. Trust me, Luke won't be able to take his eyes off of you." I smile brightly at her. She honestly is one of the most beautiful girls I know, but she's so humble and modest about it. Sometimes she doesn't see how gorgeous she truly is.

"Willow, I'm counting on you, are you sure?"

"Kasey, if there's one thing I know, it's this: you look gorgeous." I say the last three words slowly to try and drill it in that thick skull of hers. I hear my phone going off. Harry. "Um, Kase, I gotta take this." She closes the dressing room door and I quickly answer it.

"Hello?" I ask in disbelief. He actually called! Or just butt-dialed me.

"Willow! Hi!" Harry says enthusiastically. It should be like seven in the morning for him.

"Why are you up so early?"

"I wanted to call you at a good time. It is a good time right?"

"Yes, but I'm with Kasey at the mall."

"Kasey? Your sister?"

"No, she practically is though. Anyway, did you call for any particular reason?"

"I just wanted to talk. I have been so busy here and we haven't had any good time to talk. Plus, I wanted to hear your voice for a change." Damn, he's good.

"Um, Harry, What are you doing third weekend of October?" Am I actually asking him? Are we serious enough for this? I hear some mumbling on the other end.

"We'll be in Orlando for some press." Perfect!

"I know we are just taking this one day at a time but this might work out. I have homecoming that Saturday. Would you like to be my date? I understand if it's not your thing or if you don't want to go to some lame high school dance. Plus just think off all the crazy fans at my school, cause it's a lot of girls and -"

"Yes, Willow, yes!"

"What?" Did I just hear him right?

"Willow, I said, I'd go. I was serious about us trying this." What? I feel like this is just some type of magical dream that will have a rude awakening.

"You're kidding, right?" I ask in disbelief. How can he be so serious? We haven't known each other long, I'm practically a peasant to his Royal Majesty.

"Willow, It is impossible for me to take this lightly with you. I actually felt a real connection between us when we bonded that night. We didn't do anything, we just talked and had a real conversation. That's what I like about us. I feel that if we don't give this a shot we will miss out on something great." Holy shit! His words are like a train hitting me with emotion.

"Can I count on you being here on time?"

"Yea. I'll leave as soon as I can," I can't help but smile.