Foreign Affairs |H.S.|

Chapter 9

Alexa forced me to stay out with her for hours on end trying to find the perfect dress. I told her I wasn't looking to impress Harry. I mean, I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! But she insisted.

The dress she picked out was a black fitted dress that came to my knees. It was a long sleeved dress, with lace that revealed my cleavage and my arms. The heels were about five inches, and open toed. It was ridiculously fancy, and a bit too sexy for my liking. I'd only ever let Alex see me in something like this. But Harry? I'll admit, he was something. His shoulder length curls, his deep green eyes...soft pink lips..

"HELLO! ARE YOU THERE?!" Alexa yelled, breaking me from my thoughts.

"What?" I said.

"I said your hair is finished." I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was wanded with soft curls. Alexa fluffed them out and made my bang feather in front of my face. I did not look like me. But I'll admit... I looked good as fuck.

"So, what do you think?" she asked excitedly. I was speechless and all I could do was stand there with my mouth opened.

"I-I..I look....different." I managed to stammer out.

"Is that bad?" she questioned.

"No, no, it's a good thing. Honest."

Then I heard my phone ringing. I went to the bed to pick up my phone. It was Alex.

Oh shit, I thought to myself.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hello love."

"Hey baby, what's up?"

"Nothing much. Thinking about you."

"Oh, are you," I said, smirking to myself.

"Of course I am," he said chuckling.

"Well, uhm, how's everything been?"

"It's been so lonely without you babe. When are you coming back?"

"Uhh, a week and a half."

"You don't know how bad I want to feel you right now.." Just as he said that, my phone beeped. Harry was calling on the other end. My eyes widened.

"Who is that, Mia?"

"Uh, it's just Alexa. She.. She wants me to pick her up from the mall. Gotta go! Love you!"

"Ooooh," Alexa cooed.

"Shut the fuck up Alexa! I can't believe I just lied to him.." I said. My phone rang. Harry.

"Hello?" I said, with irritation in my voice.

"Uh, Mia?" he questioned.

"Yes?"

"I'm outside love."

"I'll be right out.."

"Alright, Alexa, I'm leaving," I said, picking up one of the room keys. "Behave, I said pointing at her before I shut the door.

I went down outside to see Harry leaning against his car with his jacket thrown over his shoulder. He had on a dark blue button up, and some skinny black pants. My oh my...

"Mia," he said staring in amazement. "You look...lovely."

"Yeah, I think I over did it.." I said.

"No, no, that's just fine, love."

He glanced me up and down a few times. I felt nervous..anxious. I wasn't really sure what to expect from Harry.

"I'm gonna take you to a nice place," he said, taking his eyes off of the road and glancing at me. I chuckled nervously. We sat in silence the whole ride to the restaurant. I just stared out of the window and bit my lip. Being in Harry's presence made me jittery.

"We're here," he said, pulling up to the door. It was called, "Bon Appetit!" Typical name. Harry gave the valet driver his pay and he proceeded to walk me up to the door.

"Thank you," I said as he held it opened for me. He smiled, showing off his cute, deep, dimples.