Dusk h.s.

Chapter 50

Harry and I go to a small restaurant. Nothing too fancy, but nothing dull either.

"This is nice." I say to Harry as I slowly eat my meal.

I look over at Harry to see him gobbling down his food as fast as he can, making sure every single fettuccine noodle is gone.

I can't help, but laugh as Alfredo covers his mouth.

Before I know it, his lips are on mine, forcing my lips to also contain the sticky sauce. I push him away quickly.

"Gross!"

He smirks at me as he wipes his mouth. "You asked for it. Got any other smart comments to make."

"I didn't even say anything."

"You laughed."

"Wow, and that's supposed to mean something."

"Trust me doll, it means a lot."

Doll? Am I a piece of plastic?

We continue to eat our food. I sneak peaks at him every once in awhile to see that he's already staring at me. He doesn't even try to pretend like he's not. When I look at him, his eyes remain on mine.

"Why are you staring at me?"

"I like staring at beautiful people."

"So you've been staring at beautiful people?"

"Just you lately."

I smile. "You know, your hopeless romantic gestures are not doing all the justice."

"Hmmmmm, and what will do justice?"

I smirk. Before I know it, I blurt, "Remember that dinner with our families."

His eyes widened with the mention of it. "Where I fingered you in the bathroom?"

I cringe at the delightful memory, but disgusting word. "Yes."

His smirk is evident. "Would you like me to do it again?"

"No!" My quick, snappy response confuses him.

"Then why did you bring it up?"

"I don't know.....I just.....I wanted to see if you remember it."

I swear my cheeks are fire red right now and my heart is pounding in my chest. Harry's face stays neutral, only containing that cocky smirk I'm so overwhelmed by.

"Yeah, okay. Well, I remember."

I feel his hand brush against my leg under the table. My breath hitches and he stares at me with false concern.

"Is something wrong?" He repeats his actions.

I don't say a word.

He smirks, "I wanna take you somewhere."

"Tonight?"

"Tonight!"

"Um......okay."

After dinner, Harry drives me to this mysterious place he seems to be taking me to.

"Seriously Harry, where are we going?"

"You'll see." He smirks.

He finally parks his car, and I look around to see that we're in the middle of no where.

I start to feel unsafe. For some reason, I get a bad feeling about Harry and why he brought me here. I feel frightened, but I don't want to show him that I am.

"Everything okay?"

I jump and turn, facing his actual concerned face.

I look at him cautiously. "Why are we here?"

"Come on! I have something to show you."

"I'm not getting out of this car, Harry."

He looks at me confusingly. "Why not? What's wrong?"

"Tell me where we are. Why are we parked in the middle of no where?"

"Just come with me. I'll explain."

"I'm not going anywhere with you!"

"What's your problem? What's with the sudden mood change?" His eyes soften on mine as he realizes. "You're scared."

I don't say a word.

"That's why I hate when you talk to Luke and Gabbi and all the other people that feed you the bullshit that makes you want to be away from me."

I finally look over to him. His voice is calm, but his eyes show pain. I guess I'm overreacting.

"I......." I finally will myself to speak. "I'm not scared of you."

"Then why won't you get out the car?"

I don't say a word. "Honestly........I don't know. I just have a bad feeling about this place."

"And about me." He finishes.

My eyes meet his. "It's just that after everything everyone is trying to make me believe, you bring me to a place like this. At night."

He shrugs, "It's more beautiful at night."

I shake my head, "What is?"

"Well, if you would let me show you....."

I take a deep breath and finally get out the car, being cautious as Harry meets me, slowly sliding his hand into mine.

I smile up at him. "Okay."