When Darkness Turns to Light (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 7; Our Date

Chapter 7; Our Date

Harry's POV

Alright. I got the lights set up. The roof and railing is covered in roses. The romantic CD is in the sterio. The pool has the colored lights. Chairs are beside the water. Blankets are set out. A small picnic incase we get hungry. A bottle of Pepsi for us.

It's 6:33p.m. and I'm officially nervous. I definitely don't want to use my powers at all tonight or she'll be terrified of me. I'm positive that I want this to be perfect. I ran to my room with super human speed. I can't believe I was able to willingly get all of the boys and their girlfriend's out of the house tonight. Although, if they'd refuse I could use my powers.

I splashed cold water onto my face. I made sure my curls were messily perfect. I went to my room and changed into my special outfit. I adjusted it to make sure there were creases where I wanted. 6:43. I ran around, checking every part of our date.

By the time I finished adjusting, it was time.

Jess's POV

I did my make-up using colors El loaned me. Thankfully, I have medium-pale skin which she has. I applied water proof eyeliner. Then liquid eyeliner onto my upper eyelid, creating that smokey look I prefer.

I packed the bag with my "Love Me" bathing suit and rushed to the bathroom. Those decorative towels said "I'm His" and "I'm Hers." The one I'd be using had a Britain background and his had an American background. How does he do this?

I slipped the blue dress onto my figure. The strapless bra beneath was basically invisible because of the dress coming over it, thankfully. The darker blue high heels were a little hard for me to walk in but I broke them in for a good 10 minutes. I curled my brown hair and swooped my bangs to to the right.

"Knock knock!" my date exclaimed. "Coming!" I replied slinging the bag over my shoulder. I adjusted my hair one final time in the mirror and strutted out. "You look amazing, Hazza!" I exclaimed at him. He had the most perfect outfit on! "You look perfect! Stunning! Stellar!" he exclaimed back at me. "So. Shall we?" he asked, extending his arm out to me. "We shall."

I gladly wrapped mine around his and we walked peacefully to the roof of the house. There was a little hatch that led to it. "Harry! This looks... Spectacular! Did you do this by yourself?" I asked in disbelief. There were my favorite flower's petals every where. It smelled like vanilla. "I had a little bit of help from Liam and Lou." he admitted. "May I have this dance?" he said putting a slow song onto the sterio.

I nodded. He took my small hand in his large, cold one. we walked to the middle of the roof. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I placed mine around his neck.

"I'm so glad you don't fear me for what I am." he said. "Of course I don't! I love you for what's on the inside. You're wonderful." I said, my eyes watering. Damn these tears of joy! Thank God my eye products are water proof.

"Jess! You're crying! Am I squeezing you too tight?" he panicked. "No, no! They're tears of happiness. I love you," I started. "You couldn't ever hold me too tight." He pulled me closer and whispered back, "I love you, too. No amount of time will ever be enough with you."

We swayed back and forth for atleast 20 minutes. He caressed my hair throughout the dance. It was a summer evening which made me very warm. "Want to swim, babe?" he said looking at my warm, red cheeks. "Yeah. Sounds great. I'll go in and change." 

I threw him his towel and stepped into my room. I changed as quickly as possible.

"Ready?" he asked. "Ready." I confirmed. We strolled down the halls and made small-talk. As we approached the pool, I noticed he had one medium chair instead of two small ones. That cheeky lad, I thought to myself. We raced each other into the pool. "Last one in is a rotten egg!" I yelled happily. As I was about to run in, I felt two strong arms grab me.

He turned us around and jumped into the deep end. "You're it!" he teased. "That's not fair!" I squawked. "How so?" he asked, faking confusion. He looked amused by my reaction. "You pulled me back," I said innocently. I faked a pout to make it believable that I was actually upset. He hopped out seeing my face. "Awh. Babe, I'm sorry." He walked over to me and tried to hug me.

"Not a chance, curly!" I yelled, running behind him and jumping in. "Boom! Who's awesome now?" He threw his head back, laughing at my attempt to be cool. "Cannon ball!" he screamed, running to the edge of the diving board. I laughed as his curls bounced up when he jumped. He made a huge splash. The waves of the water were even going out of the pool. "Easy, Harry," I said as he popped up.

"Sorry! I can't control my splashing," he said, throwing his hands up in defense. "Sure," I said sarcastically. "Well, I can't!" He really seemed offended. "Jump gently," I said. "How do you do that?" he asked, puzzled. I got out and went to the diving board to demonstrate. I did a very small jump and made even smaller waves. "That's how."

"Show off," he mumbled. "I heard that!" He laughed and came towards me. He hugged me and I tangled my fingers in his damp curls. Just as I was about to hold him closer, he dunked me. I was entirely underwater. When I popped up, Harry was still laughing. "You meanie pants," I 'insulted.'

"It was so tempting," he said in defense again. "You're so vulnerable! Gentle!" I playfully smacked his chest. "Watch your back. I might straighten your perfect little curls." I said, trying to sound evil. He gasped. "How dare you even joke about it!" We continued to laugh through the night.

___•Date Over•___(Everyone dried off and is ready for bed)

"I really had fun, Harry," I said. He had escorted me to my room like the gentleman he is. "Me too," he replied. I looked into his eyes, and he looked in mine. He leaned down and I stay frozen. He slowly pecked my lips and smiled. "Goodnight," he said. "Can't you watch a movie with me? I think the Spongebob movie is on," I begged, sounding like a 5-year old.

"Of course." I looked at his pajama's. they were Spongebob just like mine. The only difference was mine were shorts and a t-shirt while his were long pants and a tee. He went down stairs and got me a cup of tea. We sipped it and spoke some more. We laughed at Patrick's underwear malfunction 

and cuddled during the movie.

___________________________________A/N-Hey my fans/readers! How was that chappie. 

Song of the chapter; (Basically any love song but I chose) Truly, Madly, Deeply by One Direction

Love youuuu!!

-Jess xxx