Accidental Call

Chapter 8

I scanned through my closet, trying to find an outfit for mine and Harry's date tonight.

It'd be my first date.

He said the we would be going roller skating. What do I even wear for that? I settled on ripped jean shorts, a plain grey top that was longer in the back and a black beanie.

I was lucky that my mom had left the house half an hour ago. I don't know what I would have done if Harry arrived and she was here. Surely, she would have hurt him and i don't want anyone to be hurt because of me.

I pulled open my dresser drawer and grabbed my liquid liner and mascara. I was about to brush the eyeliner across my lid when I remembered when I first tried to look nice. Klea had taunted me and hit me across the face.

I threw the small containers across the room , almost in fear. If the people at school thought I looked ugly with makeup, Harry will too.

A shrill noise rang through the house which broke my thoughts. I glanced in the mirror one last time before running downstairs to open the door. With a deep breath, I twisted the door knob to reveal Harry. He had on black shorts and a white t-shirt with black sleeves.

"You look gorgeous," He smiled at me. Gorgeous. The word seemed to hug me, spreading a warm feeling throughout my body.

"Thank you." I bit my lip. "So do you" Harry held out his hand and I took it as he lead me to his car.

I took a seat and as he closed the door, I nervously tapped my fingers. Harry pulled up in front of a large building. A large neon sign shone from the top of it. "Roller Rink"

Harry and I walked into the rink together and he went to the counter.

"Size 9 and Size 8 please." He told the woman who worked there. She looked like a person you would expect to find at the club. She wore black fishnet legging underneath her very short jean shorts. She had a black crop top on that fell just below her chest and in her hands was a cigarette. She didn't even glance at Harry as she stared at her phone.

"Excuse me," Harry said politely. The woman wasn't even phased. ,

"I'm talking to you!"Harry said, raising his voice this time. The woman looked up from her phone and her eyes widened. Jesus. Does everyone have to find Harry attractive? Her eyes raked over him and she leaned over to rest her elbows on the counter. When doing so, the collar of her shirt fell to expose a bit of her chest.

"How can I help you?" She asked, all her attention focused on Harry. Harry reached over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist.

"My date and I would like to rent rollerskates." He said, practically glaring at her. It relaxed me knowing that he hadn't even glanced at her chest once. The woman rolled her eyes before pulling out one pair of skates. The size 9's.

"Here are your rollerskates." She said to Harry.

"Actually, these would be Bria's. I'd like my size 8's please." The woman looked genuinely shocked but she pulled the next pair out and gave them to Harry.

"Thank you," Harry said before turning around. But the woman grabbed the fabric of Harry's shirt and pulled him back.

"If you ever want to hook up, you know where to find me," She winked, giving him a piece of paper. I was disgusted. Harry took the paper from her and smiled before ripping it to shreds.

"No thanks," He smirked before pulling me away. "She was a bitch," he whispered in my ear. "I am here to be with you and only you," His voice gave me shivers and my heart leaped. We took a seat on a bench just outside of the rink so that we could lace up the skates. As soon as I tried to stand up, I fell right back onto the bench. This was going to be more difficult than I thought.

"Harry have you skated before?" I asked him. He laughed and shook his head.

"Nope!" He grinned, standing up with more balance than I had. He managed to grab my hand and help stand me up. I held both of his hands tightly. He slowly lead me to the gate and out onto the cement. I stood for awhile, gaining my balance. Harry slid one arm around my back, supporting me. He also had another hand around mine, leading me.

"Harry, I have no idea what I'm doing," I told him. He gave me a smile.

"Just put one foot in front of the other, like ice skating!" Harry skated along with me, somehow he was picking this up faster than I was. He was still holding me up as we slowly moved around the rink together. After a couple of laps, I felt more confident.

"Okay, I'm going to let go of you now, Okay?" Harry told me. I nodded, his grip softening. He let me go and I began to move around the rink at a slow pace. I was was halfway done the lap, when I decided to go faster. I was doing pretty well until I realized something.

"Harry!" I called out, panicking. "How do I stop?" I had my arms out in front of me, ready to brace myself if I fell.

"Uh, just turn slightly." He told me, but it was too late. I felt my hands hit his chest as I flew into him. He toppled over and I landed on top of him.

"Shit. I'm sorry." I mumbled, trying to crawl off of him. Harry didn't say anything, but he smirked at me as he brought my hands closer to him.

"Harry.." I whispered as he raised his head. His face was so close to mine and I could feel my heart beat quicken. His eyes darted to my mouth and within seconds, I felt the warmth of his lips on mine. I didn't move for the longest time, unsure of what to do. It was awkward, I must admit, the two of us laying on the floor of the rink. The few people also here were probably uneasy. I didn't care because all I could focus on was the taste of Harry's lips. He pulled away, the same smirk still there.

"Nice fall," He laughed jokingly. I blushed.

"I-i didn't mean too. I just couldn't stop." I told him.

"Hey it's alright. It's just a reminder that if you ever fall, I will always be there to catch you,"

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A/N
AWW How cute was that?? I see that I'm getting quite a bit more readers and votes on this story all of a sudden. I'd like to thank everyone for reading. I really appreciate it because makes my day when I see that people enjoy my work. If you are one of my readers, I just want you to know that ILY <3