"So I was thinking a lot of water," Harry replied when I asked him about the album cover. "Whether I'm swimming, or maybe it's raining," He shrugged his shoulders.
"What colors are you thinking," I said pulling out my notes app.
"light pinks, maybe some purples," I nodded thinking of things we could do. What if the water was pink?
"What if the water was pink?" I said resting my chin in my hand. "Like a milky pink," I said trying to think of something. "Maybe you're swimming or even just floating in the water," I tilted my head.
"I like that," Harry said nodding. It looked like he was thinking a lot.
"What's the name of the album, that could help too," I nodded my head.
"Well, it was going to be called Pink, but we decided it was just going to be self-titled," He said leaning back in his seat.
"That means we can do whatever," I said nodding. "The album cover should fit with the music of course, but with no specific name we have a lot of freedom with it," I said, already having a thousand ideas floating around my head.
The waiter came around the corner without food in her hand.
"Here is everything," She said placing the food in front of us. "Can I get you guys any refills or sauces?" She said folding her hands in front of her.
"Can I get a refill please?" I said giving her my glass.
"Of course, I'll have that right out," She smiled as she grabbed my glass and walked away.
"This place is beautiful," I said looking around the restaurant. I loved the dim lighting.
"I love this place," He said nodding as he started to eat his food. He hesitated before speaking. "I have a question," He pointed at me with his fork.
"I might have an answer," I said wiggling my eyebrows up and down. He laughed before speaking again.
"What is it about me that you like?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Or even merely tolerate," He shrugged his shoulders. I tilted my head before answering.
"You are very kind," I said smiling. A small smile crept upon his face. "You are very good with Megan," He furrowed his eyebrows. "Trust me that's a deal-breaker for me, if you don't like Meg, then you might as well not like me." He smiled while nodded.
"You are a good listener, you gave me a chance, and you introduced me to new people," I said finally finishing.
"I helped with the new people, but that was all you," He said shaking his head.
"Nope," I said shaking my head as well. "If it wasn't for you I'd still only be friends with an old woman at a cafe, a child, and someone who is actually my age," I pointed at him. "What do you like about me? Or tolerate," I smiled.
"You are one of the few people who understand me," I wasn't expecting that deep of an answer. "You are one of the most caring people I've ever met," His answers are a lot more heartfelt than mine was.
"You are humble, and kind," He finishes off.
"Now my answers feel half-assed," I said laughing.
"Nothing from you feels half-assed," Harry shook his head. "Anything that comes out of your mouth sounds pretty amazing," I could feel my cheeks grow hot. He could definitely tell I was blushing.
"That song is about you," He blurted out. I furrowed my eyebrows, tilting my head.
"What song?" He took a deep breath before answering.
