Harry wasn't cocky. Never arrogant or egotistical. But he never had a problem going on dates. It was pretty easy for him to confidently go up to a woman, charm her, and promise a wonderful date with a hard 'yes' in return to his question.
Yet with (Y/N)? Impossible.
If you asked her, she simply wanted to put him up for a challenge. To really prove that he wants to be a chivalrous man, genuinely interested in the woman. Did she tell him that? No. She really couldn't help but think that it was fun to see Harry try so hard to get her to say yes. He'd show up to her job during lunch hours with flowers and chocolates, he'd send her sweet good morning and good night texts that certainly did make (Y/N)'s heart flutter.
But Harry was confused. He noticed she'd act more stoic about his advances; she'd keep quiet or give a simple thank you when her body spoke louder than her words did. Her cheeks would flush red, her skin would grow goosebumps as soon as he spoke, her chest would halt in symbolism that he truly did take her breath away with whatever gesture Harry did then.
Harry would constantly ask their mutual friends for any crumb of knowledge to the situation, but he'd never get an answer. Nonetheless, he knew he wouldn't give up. Not until she would say no outright with her body screaming the same thing. Then Harry would understand to walk away.
So, he devised a plan. Simple yet effective.
(Y/N) typically spent her Sunday afternoons at their local park with her dog, something akin to a picnic for her and her furry friend with a book nursed in hand. It was known within their friend group, thus Harry took advantage of it.
Per usual, Harry bought a bouquet of flowers. Though unlike his usual purchase of white roses, this time it was tulips, something more friendly, softer than the meaning a rose carries. He drove to the park, a little nervous to hear the same response as the last few times but a bit more confident that this time was his lucky shot.
And there she was. (Y/N) sitting on a yellow quilt on the grass with a book in her hands, her dog laying right beside her, panting at the hot summer air.
Harry approached her gently, clearing his throat once he reached her side to have her acknowledge his presence in contrast to startling her by speaking. (Y/N) looked up at him, her lips turning into a small smile, yet soon her eyes fall on the tulips and Harry could notice her blinking rapidly as her cheeks turned red.
"Mind if I join you for just a few seconds?" Harry asked politely with that charming smile on his face, dropping down to his knees at her soft nod, placing the bouquet of tulips by her knees.
"Won't mind a quick visit from a friend." (Y/N) earned herself a chuckle from that statement, Harry licking his lips before taking in a deep breath.
He figured he'd cut right to the chase to avoid taking more of her time and interrupting her Sunday ritual.
"One date. That's all I ask. If you don't want to go out again after that, I'll respect it. Let me show you I can be deserving of you and then you can decide if I'm not worth your time." Harry's voice was poised yet calm. He didn't want to come off arrogant or demanding.
Albeit it didn't help that she kept quiet for a few seconds and only made Harry nervous. She seemed pensive as she rolled her smiling lips into her mouth, eyes darting between the tulips and Harry's eyes. (Y/N) softly shrugged her shoulders as she picked up the flowers, admiring them closely before placing them on her lap.
Now Harry was sure she was trying to torture him with all this thinking and waiting. Until finally, she spoke.
"One date, Harry. And for next time, I do prefer the white roses."
Harry nearly scoffed in disbelief that his prior tries were perhaps just as good as this one but she was giving him a run for his money, only grinning instead and standing up from the grass with his eyes trained on her, "I'll text you about our date then. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday."
Instead of happily skipping away with his hands swinging at his hands, he walked way staying calm and collected, looking around the park as he released a quick breath then smiled at nothing. He did it. Finally. He was going to show (Y/N) just how worthy he could be of the girl.
