Bipolar

Chapter 47

Harry and I make our way down to IHOP and as we do, many people - mostly girls - stare at Harry like he was a god or something. He is gorgeous and definitely sexy, but they don't have to stare. "Look at everyone staring at you." Harry says smiling down at me and purse my lips and raise my eyebrows. "Yeah, okay." I laugh and he hugs me. "Now we'll give 'em something to stare at." he says kissing my lips hungrily while gripping my hips.

"No PDA please," A girl who looked like a bitch said to us. I can tell she was a bitch from her platinum blonde hair, spray tan, her pink acrylic nails, and her rude facial expression. "Sorry." I apologize and Harry looks down at me with a frown. "Don't apologize to her." He says and I shrug as we finally go to sit down.

I order chocolate chip pancakes and Harry orders the blueberry kind, gross. "I'm excited for tonight." I say and he raises an eyebrow. "What's tonight?" He asks me and I look at him like he were stupid. "Well, after we eat dinner we're going to a carnival. It's going to be so fun." I smile and take a bite of my pancake. "Oh." He whispers and I look over at him, again. "You don't want to go, do you?" I say quietly and he widens his eyes. "No! Of course, I do, but I thought you meant we were going to have sex, or something." Harry says and I gulp then I shrug my shoulders lightly.

"I mean, I want to. Do you?" I ask and he nods. "Duh." He says like it was most obvious thing ever causing me to laugh. "Okay then." I say smiling at him.

"Now, off to the beach." Harry says as he looks at a map on his phone.

Around two we decided to go get some lunch at some sushi place because I had a craving for it. "Harry, just try it, please." I smile as I hold the sushi roll between my chopsticks. "Ugh, fine. But of I throw up, it'll be on you." He threatens and I giggle as I put it in his mouth. "Is it good?" I ask as he chews the food in his mouth. "Hm, yeah." He says and I smile proudly. "I knew you would like it." I say and he smiles at me then we continue to eat. a/n: I've never had sushi before, but I really want it right now.

It was around six when we headed back to the hotel to get ready because we weren't go out to dinner only wearing jeans and a tee, hell no.

"Let me down you dork." I say laughing as I was on Harry's back. He wouldn't put me down, which would only cause us to be late to dinner. "Harry!" I whine and he finally lets go plopping me down on the bed. "Thank you." I smile and kiss him softly. He kisses my neck and rubs my area through my jeans making me moan and Harry to pull away. "I love the effect I have on you," he smirks and goes into the bathroom.

I lay down, spreading my arms out to relax for a few minutes. I hope this dinner goes well, it should because today has been going great. I'm not always certain how it will go with Harry being Bipolar, but I hope for the best.

I get dressed into a peach colored maxi dress with some sandals. I applied some mascara and lipstick then curled my hair because I think it looks really pretty when it's curled. "Babe, are you ready yet?" I hear Harry ask outside the bathroom door. "Yep." I say walking out and he smiles brightly as his eyes travel up and down my body. "You're so beautiful." He says in awe causing me to blush. "Thank you." I say and look at his clothing choice. Black jeans, a black tee, and black converse. Well then, he doesn't seem so dressed up for a dinner, but whatever.

"Okay, come on, we need to go." He says and I nod taking his hand as we exit our hotel room and walk to the elevator. "I love you." I say smiling up at him. Oh my god, I love Harry so much. He's so sweet and nice and a dork and a cutie and I love him to death.

"Thank you." He says and I gasp hitting his arms playfully. "I'm kidding, I love you too, Jade." He says then kisses me. "Excuse me Sir, please no kissing on the elevator." I heard a small child's voice say and we look into the corner where there was a kid, about six years old, standing there. "Oh, I'm sorry." Harry says and giggles.

We get out and so does the boy, I see him run over to a woman, probably his mom who looked very stressed out. Harry and I got into the car and made our way to the restaurant. We got inside and were directly taken to our seats in the back where no one else was. "It's very secluded back here.." I say sitting down and Harry shrugs and orders two glasses of wine. "Good, I asked for it to be away from everyone." Harry says as our waitress walks away. "Why?" I ask scoffing as I open the menu. "I just wanted it to be us!" He raises his voice and I nod not wanting to make eye contact with him.

"Okay, I'm sorry." I say and he sighs putting his hand on mine that laid on the table. "It's alright, I'm sorry too." He says lightly and I smile until the waitress comes back. "Here is your wine, Harry." She says with a giggle. How does she know his name?! "And here you are, miss." She says plainly sitting the glass down near me close to the edge causing it to almost fall over, but I moved it over quickly.

Harry ordered some weird food that was in French, maybe that's why I couldn't read the menu..wow, I'm stupid. "I can't wait to get you back to the hotel after the carnival, so we can have a lot of fun." Harry says and I blush intensely as I play around with my food with my fork.

"What are we going to do?" I ask him and he smirks looking over at me with dark green eyes. "You'll find out when we get home." He says and we continue to eat. My mind wondering what we'll possible do later.

a/n: I'm going to try to update at least twice a week. I want to make a new story, but I want to make one that is a BDSM kind of story, I don't know why, I just want to. Would you guys read it if I did make a story like that?