Behind The Mask II Harry Styles #Wattys2015

Chapter 21

Alyssa's P.O.V.

Harry reached over and put his hand over mine. I smiled at him and squeezed his hand. It felt good to have someone to spend time with. I really enjoyed Harry's company. I wish I could spend more time with him but I am always so busy with work. I sighed and leaned my head back in the seat.

"Is everything okay?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Why did you sigh?"

"I was just a little stressed but I don't want to talk about it right now. I just want to relax." I said.

"Okay." He smiled. A few minutes later, we pulled up outside of a winery.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"We're gonna taste some wine." He said.

"I-I don't drink." I said awkwardly, playing with my hands. His eyebrows furrowed together.

"Why not?"

"Because it's against my religion." I said, scared that he would get mad. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

"Please? You won't go to hell if you try a little bit of wine. Plus no one will ever know." He said.

"But Harry..." I said, feeling really awkward now.

"Come one. A little bit won't hurt." He said. I sighed and gave in. I guess it really didn't matter. It wasn't like I was murdering people. It was just a drink. Most people drink. It can't be that bad can it?

"Okay fine." His signature smirk spread across his face and he pulled me out of the car. The cold embraced me in it's icy arms and Harry came to wrap his arm around my waist. I leaned into his warmth and we walked inside the building together. We were greeted by a tour guide and he showed us throughout the whole winery. We got to see how the grapes were grown and how the wine was made. It was very interesting to learn about.

"This is a very fine red wine from Italy. Would you like to try some ma'am?" The tour guide asked me. I was going to refuse when Harry replied for me.

"Yes please." He said. I glared at him and he smiled. The man handed me a tiny glass of the red liquid and I just stared at it. Harry drank his and looked at me.

"Are you gonna drink it?" He asked.

"I don't know..." I said.

"Come on. It's really good." He said.

"Fine." I brought the red liquid to my lips and filled my mouth with it. It burned the slightest bit and it tasted strange. It was good in it's own way though. Harry looked at me expectantly.