5 Girls One Direction (1D Fan Fic)

The Date

Fran's POV:

I went through my draws, throwing random items on to the bed. We were leaving tomorrow and me, being the person I am, I'm the one who just doesn't care till the last moment, and ends up throwing everything around.

Harry came in, and laid down on all my clothes.

"What do you want???"I growled.

"Oh, just letting you know, we're sharing a room on tour. Ooo, nice bra, what size are you? A C34? Wow..."

"Oh my God!!! Drop that!!" I screamed, ripping my bra out of his hand.

"I can't even stand being 3 feet away from you; we are definitely not sharing any type of room for that type of matter."

"Really? Because if I recall, you like me enough to go on a date with me... You act so bipolar towards love, what is wrong with you??"

"I-"

"Have you even ever had a boyfriend?" I shrugged to that.

"You don't know?" I shrugged again. Harry shook his head.

"How about we go out tonight??" Harry asked.

''I guess... Now move your ass so I can finish packing." I started whacking him with a pillow.

"Alright, alright, I'm going I'm going."

"You'd be better be." And Harry walked out.

Later that night....Frans POV:

"No." Was all I said when I saw Harry with a bandana.

"Why not?"

"WAY TOO cliché. I'll just sleep in the car, c'mon."

"You should talk to me, it's our first date. Get to know me."

"I know you enough. But if you're really that lonely, alright." Harry took my hand and led to me his car.

"Nice... I approve." I told him. He smiled back, and opened my door for me.

"Now you act like a gentleman? Tsk."

"Ready?" Harry asked me once he got in.

"Yep." He started the engine and started pulling away from the little luxurious cabin.

"Ohmygoshharryyousuckatdriving!!" I screamed at him, he was swerving and speeding all over the place.

"Relax, I do this all the time." He told me cooly.

"I swear to God, if you get us in an accident, whether or not we die, I will find you and do the worst things to you for the rest of your life!" I screamed when he did another dangerous swerve.

"Hello who's the older person here u or me?"

"I guess you but...but by only two years!"

A long while later of swerving and screaming, Harry pulled up to a restaurant called The Ribbed Pig. I had only been here once with my coworkers, this place was freakishly expensive, but the food was just heaven, so price didn't matter.

Harry opened my door, and led me inside.

"Hi Harry!" A blonde perky girl waved at him.

"Hey Susana, would you mind taking me and my date-"

"My date and I." I corrected under my breath.

"Yeah, whatever, to our table?"

"Of course!" She smiled and took us to a comfy booth in the corner. Susana handed us our menus and bid us adieu.