Heart Breaker in Manhattan (H.S)

Chapter 26

Harry's POV

I was now in a car, on my way back to The Empire to pick up Liv for our date. What happened earlier was beyond what I actually imagined. I asked her to be my girlfriend and she said yes!
No, it wasn't the way I planned on asking her. In actual reality I didn't even end up asking her. It was more of like an agreement between the two of us. This was partially my fault, because I almost accidentally blurted it out when I saw Gemma in her apartment. I hadn't told the guys about what happened, I wanted to keep it to my self for now.
I didn't want to leave her this afternoon when I did. But I had too. The boys and I had to have a Skype conference with our record label, and then I had to have one with Ariana Grande's people as well, as I'd written a song specifically for her.
I was beyond excited for the new album. I'd contributed more of my song writing abilities this time. The reason for this meeting was because I'd sent off a song I'd written when Kendall was in town. No it wasn't about Kendall, as you would probably think. A lot of the time she was in town, I was cooped up in my hotel room, writing. I wrote the lyrics and set out a basic tune. I sent them off to some people, who created the demo, rather quickly and they may have changed a few lyrics. It was still untitled until I re-read through the lyrics and decided on a name, perfect for what the song was saying and the way I felt at the time. Stockholm Syndrome is what I called it.

It wasn't long until we pulled up at The Empire. I wanted to do this properly, so I went up the elevator and knocked on the door to her penthouse; where normally I would just let myself in. She opened the door looking as gorgeous as ever. She was wearing a cobalt blue dress with a frill around her waist; peplum is what I think they call it, and silver stilettos. Her hair was curled with pieces pinned back.
Gone was the girl I met at the club that night, with her ridiculously tight and revealing dress, and here standing before me was my classy and sophisticated girlfriend. Now don't get me wrong, I loved those dresses she wore when we first met; but let me tell you there was just something about seeing a girl looking all classy, sophisticated and innocent. But she was by no means innocent.

I realised that I had probably been just staring at her for God knows how long, "hi," I said meekly, I was lost for words by how different she looked, different but stunning
"Hey," she smiled back
"You ready?" I asked
"Yeah, I'll just grab my bag," and she retreated back in side and grabbed it and then we went back down in the elevator. Once we stepped out of it, I took her smaller hand in mine and we walked hand in hand to the car.

We had a reservation at Jean-Georges in Central Park West. It was an upperclass restaurant, but low-key all the same.
We ate our meals with small talk here and there. One thing that I loved, sorry liked about Liv was that she wasn't one of those girls who cared about what she ate. I remember her telling me once that she'd rather eat a Big-Mac over a salad.

We were getting another bottle of wine, when I saw a larger group of people; more importantly, the other members of my band. And the girls.
"They just had to follow us here didn't they?" I said to Liv
"Did they even know we were having dinner here?" She asked
"I think they did. I asked Gem for recommendations,"
"For what?"
"A nice romantic place I guess, I dunno," I took a sip of the champagne. And out of the corner of my eye I saw my sister and El come over, "can I not enjoy a romantic dinner with my girlfriend with out you guys interfering," I scowled at my sister
"What was that?" Gemma asked, "did you just call her what I think you did?"
"I think he did Gem," Eleanor said
"So she's your girlfriend now?" Gemma asked
"Yes," I groaned, "now can you guys leave and give us some privacy please," I begged
"H, babe," Liv said, "don't be rude," she was being sarcastic
"Well we know when we're not wanted," El said, and they departed from the table.
Five minutes later, a waiter came over to our table with another bottle of champagne, "this is from the group on table eighty seven," he said, "they said to say congratulations," I accepted the bottle and gave thanks to the waiter for bringing it over
"Oh my God!" I groaned
"This is our fourth bottle," Liv said, "I will not be able to walk out of this place if we drink it,"
"So what d'ya suppose we do?" I asked her
"Let's join them," she shrugged
"But I wanted tonight to be just us," I complained
"Bit late now," she said, "you can come over later, that'll be more private," she smirked
"But your rules?" I asked referring to her rules about not having sex until one month in to a relationship. I know she said she was kidding, but I wanted to treat her right. This girl had got me good
"Let's just see we're the night takes us," she said standing up
"Let's go!" I followed her to the table where my band mates, my sister and the other girls were sitting
"Looks like Styles is finally settling down!" Louis laughed. Out of the corner of my eye I could see that Liv was blushing. She nuzzled her face into my neck; so I kissed the top of her head
"Settling down and completely whipped," Zayn added
"He's right whipped," Liam says, wrapping his arm around Jess
"And you're not mate?" I countered at both Liam and Zayn
"I'll happily admit it," Zayn replied, kissing Katia on the cheek
"Liam?" I asked
"What?" He responded
"You're totally whipped, mate!" Louis practically yelled over towards him. I meant it as a joke, because as far as I knew he and Jess weren't together yet, but who knows, that week where I shut myself out from everyone, Jess was around quite a bit. So as I said before who knows?
"Okay! Fine I admit it!" Liam stood up from his chair and Jess gave him a look, and from the looks of things it meant she felt the same way, "we've hidden it from everyone, but Jess and I are together,"
"Lovely," I heard Niall who was sitting in between Gemma and myself, "ninth wheeling is great!" He laughed
"You're not the only single one at the table Ni," Liv spoke up for the first time since we sat down, "Gemma is too,"
Niall then put his arm around my sister, "you can be my date for the night,"
"Too right," Gemma said