Fortunately Unfortunate - Harry Styles

17-Ditto

Tiffany's POV

I cannot believe he caught on to the whole french fry thing. He's so attentive to detail it's ridiculous. I try and figure out what in the world he might wear tomorrow night.

"Knowing you it will be something that sparkles in some way" I say looking over to him for a reaction.

"You know me too well Tiff" he smiles. 'Tiff' he just used my nickname. I know I told him that's what people call me. But hearing him use it on his own is the cutest thing I've ever heard.
"So how are you doing now though, both level wise and feeling wise?" He asks as we round the corner to my house. This trip went too fast. I want more time. I want to learn more about him.

I pull out my phone to check my CGM app. "I am in range and stable. And I am feeling much better now. Seriously thank you so much Harry, I could say it a million times and never feel like it's enough. Thank you." I mean that. He's been so kind to me, a stranger to him, and I don't know what I did to deserve any of it.

"Good, I'm glad. Now for tomorrow, let me give you my phone number, text me before you get to the Forum and I will be sure to have security waiting for you at the VIP section okay? Make sure you go straight there." He holds out his hand for my phone and I open up my contacts and let him put it in. Did he really just give me his phone number? Has to be some work phone of his. Too risky to put out his real number.

I read the number back to him to make sure I have it saved properly. He confirms and I throw my phone into my bag. "I can't wait for tomorrow, you really didn't have to do all this, but really thank you. I know Becca is excited too." I say trying to not make this just about my excitement.

"I'm glad you're excited, and trust me, I know I didn't have to, but I want to, I want to give you a show you'll always remember, since unfortunately ya kinda missed out on part of this one". I laugh cause he's right. I missed a lot, but this was better.

"This was better" I say out loud. Shoot I actually said that out loud. What an idiot I managed to get all the way home without saying anything dumb and then I go and do that. 

"Ouch, didn't like my performance huh?"

"Oh my gosh no no that's not what I meant I just —" I panic but he cuts me off.

"Tiffany? I'm kidding. I could tell by your dancing that you enjoyed the concert. I'm glad." he looks me in the eyes and smiles.

Gosh I could look at him all day. I want to kiss him,
love him, but there's no way he feels this way about a fan. He's just being nice. Becca's gotten in my head now and I feel like I am going to reanalyze everything that happened tonight thanks to her.

"Right, sorry." I apologize for not catching onto the joke.

"No need, and for the record, you're right, this was better." He says as he reaches over and gives my hand a little squeeze. "Here let me walk you to your door". He says as he unbuckled my seatbelt and before I even had a chance he was opening the car door for me.

"Thank you Harry, you may just be the kindest soul I've ever met. Don't ever change" I tell him as we get to the door. He turns to me as I get my keys out.

"Ditto, darling. I'll see you tomorrow. Sweet dreams."

"Ditto" I say kind of making fun of him, he gets it and laughs. "Goodnight Harry"

"Goodnight Tiff". He says as he walks back towards his car, hands in his pocket.

I unlock the front door and head in to find my parents must be upstairs already. I am somewhat relieved as I wasn't ready to talk about the night. I barely remember most of it and every moment with Harry was a whirlwind. I do however go upstairs to let them know I am home and safe. They are relieved and happy to know I was well taken care of. I let them know I am extremely tired and that I would talk about the evening sometime tomorrow (or later today since it's now past 2am). I crawl into bed and get on my phone. I'm exhausted, but I have to see videos of the concert when my, we'll call it a 'mishap', happened.