Chapter 9

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Alexa's POV

The waitress comes back with our orders, still attempting to flirt with the boy in front of me.

"Anything else?" She asks, batting her eyelashes at Harry.

"No thanks, I think we're fine." He replies.

"Oh. Ok. Call for me if you need anything!" She says flipping her hair and walking away, disappointed.

"Thank god she's gone.'' I say.

"Yeah, now I can spend time with the person I want to be with."

"Who?"I say, looking around for the specific person.

"You, silly!" He says, grabbing my hand from across the table.

"Oh!" I say, surprised.

"We hardly even met and you want to spend time with me. Is there a reason?" I ask.

"No. Probably only because..." He mumbles the next part to himself.

"Excuse me? I didn't catch the last part." I say, staring into his beautiful green eyes.

"Oh, nothing important." He says, looking down. I wonder what's up with him.

We finish our food, now it's time to pay. I take out my wallet.

"Let me." He says, pushing my hand away.

"Fine, but I tip." I reply. He nods as I take out a pen and piece of paper.

I write down a few words and hand it to the waitress.

"You should really use my tip. It will surly help you not scare away customers." I say, walking out of the restaurant, hand in hand with Harry.

"What did you write on it?" He asks.

"Just that she shouldn't wear as much make-up and not dress as a slut. She makes it look like a crayola raped her face." I say with a smirk on my face.

He starts to chuckle as we walk to the car.

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