*Allison's POV*
I let out a huge sigh of relief. Thankfully, I'm not late. It was really sweet, what Harry did for me. I wonder if he still remembers kissing me? I shake the thought out of my mind. It's time to go back to work. Focus, Allison, focus.
I work hard for the remainder of the day, though I admit I get distracted sometimes because there are so many things that remind me of Harry or of things that he's said or things that we've done together. I do get all of my work done though, and as soon as it's time for me to get off, Harry texts me.
I'm outside. Are you ready? (:
Yep. On my way out.
I say bye to all of my fellow co-workers, before heading outside. Harry's waiting for me, dressed nicer than he was when he took me out to lunch. He changed into a navy blue blazer that's rolled up to his elbows, some khaki jeans that hug him quite nicely, and a fitted white t-shirt underneath the blazer.
"Are we going somewhere?" I question.
"Yeah, but you might want to go home and change first." he tells me. The car is filled with the scent of him. He obviously took a shower before he came to pick me up too.
"How was work?" he asks, keeping his eyes on the road.
"It was nice. Until some random guy showed up and took me out to lunch." I joke and his eyebrows raise.
"Oh really?"
"Yep." I nod my head.
"Was he a gentleman?"
"Surprisingly so." I say truthfully and watch as a smile tugs on the ends of Harry's lips, resulting in mine fighting one as well.
Once we make it back to my place, I go upstairs and find that he's already picked out something for me. It's one of my favourite dresses, a dark blue sundress with different coloured flowers on it. It shows my curves perfectly. Personally, I believe that's why Harry chose it. It comes to a little above my knee. I go to grab my underclothes and I can tell Harry's been searching through my drawers which I told him specifically NOT TO DO. I'm going to chew him up and spit him out for that as soon as I get downstairs.
I take a shower and do my hair, put on minimal makeup, get dressed and then go downstairs, Harry letting out a whistle as he sees me.
"You look," he pauses as he searches for the right word. "Gorgeous." he settles before he takes my hand. The smile on his face makes me forget for a moment that I'm supposed to be mad at him.
"You didn't do too bad yourself Curly." I tell him and he laughs. "But don't think I didn't notice that you went though my things."
"What? I was just doing a bit of investigating." he cheekily smiles.
"Oh yeah, because my bras and panties are so interesting." I roll my eyes and his smile widens before lips are at my ear.
"You'll be quite surprised to find I did find searching through your personal things quite interesting." he hotly whispers. "I especially love all the black lace you've got in there." his words come out in a joking manner, but I can tell they hold truth to them. He manages to make the words seem so...seductive. I smile at him and he wraps his arm around my waist, leading me out to the car.
"Where are we going? Or should I even bother to ask?"
"Nope. I'm not telling. If I told you it wouldn't be much of a surprise. Now would it, Alli Cat?" he asks me with a smile. I let out an over exaggerated sigh.
"No." I answer and he laughs at my expression. He turns on the radio, The Plain White T's softly crooning in the background.
"You make it easy. It's easy as one, two, one, two , three, four. There's only one thing, two do, three words, four you. I love you. There's only one way, two say, those three words and that's what I'll do.I love you." Harry's soft voice fills the small space of the car and I'm immediately trapped in the magical sound. He sounds even better than Tom Higgenson. By the time the song ends, we've made it to our destination. It's dark, but I can easily tell that we're at the beach by the crashing of the waves, the slight breeze and immediate calming effect. to see anything. What the heck are we doing at a beach? Just as I'm contemplating all of this, Harry laces our fingers together.

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