The Culinary Massacre

*gasp* date?????

Husky pov

I just got a text from my neighbor that my dog Quijas got out and I went to leave. When Obama said he'd have to invite me over again I got instant butterflies. I want him so bad it hurts but it seems I might finally get my chance.
I get home to see Harry Styles at my door with my dog.
I ran up and exclaimed,"Oh my God Thank you for finding my dog. Quijas." Quijas is a chihuahua. One of those ratty ones but I find him cute.
He smiles at me.
"No worries. I saw him when I came over last time and I then saw him by the park. I was over here because Bald lives in the area and I had to talk to him." He says. It's kind of cute how he remembered a detail so small.
"Do you want to come inside?" I ask.
"Yeah." He answered. What I did not know is that that night would end in a steamy make out session. Harry is just so irresistible. He's just got....style.
I woke up again and picked up my loose clothes from the floor and got ready for work.
I started driving but made sure to grab some left overs for Obama.
I got to Obama's office and he was there.
"Hey, just here to drop off some food." I said, smiling.
"Yeah...actually..would you want to go out?" He asks.
I almost dropped everything. Little did I know this was all just to get Harry jealous.
"Yeah I have a friend who owns a really nice restaurant downtown. Would you like to go with me?" He asks with a smirk.
"Y-Y-Yeah." I stuttered out. He laughs a bit.
"I'll pick you up at 5 this saturday." He says and I nod and leave a blushing mess.