You're a Mystery // zm

Chapter 7

Piper's POV

Zayn never did call me or come meet up with me after he had to "take care of a few things". I didnt know why he turned weird on me, why on the roof he got quiet and just left me. I couldnt get Zayn to leave me alone half of the time and when I finally wanted to be around him he ran off. The only thing I was certain about Zayn, was that he is the most confusing boy I've ever met.

I was lying on my bed with my laptop on my lap, slanted slightly and leaning against my knees as I brought them up. I scrolled through twitter amazed. As soon as people started to find out who I was I gained thousands of followers and people were always tweeting me asking about me and Zayn. But now people were asking about Harry and I and what happened at the club. I didnt answer any of them, I didnt know how to answer. I didnt want to say something I wasnt allowed to. I scrolled through the feed and found that Zayn was replying to a few fans and straightening some things out.

"Piper and I are friends, nothing more nothing less guys! xx."

Okay...

There was a heavy knock on the door making me sigh. I placed my laptop to the side and pulled my sleeves down over my hands as I walked towards the front door. I pulled it open and smiled finding the green eyes that had met me the night prior.

"Hello love!" Harry said happily.

"And what do I owe this pleasure to?" I asked leaning on the door.

"Doing anything?" He asked making me laugh.

"Yes so much, I'm sitting on my bed and creeping on twitter." I said making him laugh.

"What if I told you that I was here to take you out?" He asked making me look down.

"Um I'd tell you no considering what I'm wearing." I said looking back up at him. He chuckled and shook his head.

"It's perfect." He said smiling. I bit down on my lip returning my gaze back to my outfit. I was wearing dark grey jeggings and a white jumper that had black crosses on it. My hair was pulled back into a messy bun and for some reason this time, looking perfect. I stepped aside and smiled at him motioning for him to come in.

"Give me five minutes." I said making him nod as he walked in.

I fixed my makeup a little and then grabbed my bag throwing it over my shoulder and closing my laptop. I ran out of the room and down the hall to where Harry was sitting, leaning back on the couch. He smiled and stood up walking over to me.

"Ready?" He asked holding his hand out. I looked down at his large hand and nodded, suddenly feeling nervous. I grabbed his hand and he interlocked our fingers tightly, pulling me down the hallway.

We went to a resturant that thank god wasnt too fancy and spent a while just sitting, eating and talking. I learned a lot about him, he's different then he seemed. I had always been attracted to him since the night of the party but now just talking to him I realize that I'm really interested in him. He was different then Zayn, the complete opposite. And I couldnt tell if I liked it or not. He let me know alot about him, about his family. Zayn would never do that, not yet. I'd have to be married to the freaking guy to know a little bit about him.

"Thanks for this Harry." I said looking at him across the table making him grin. He reached his hand across the table and grabbed onto mine making me blush.

"I really like you Piper." He said smiling. I starred at him unable to reply, because honestly I didnt feel the same way. I couldnt just not respond, but I couldnt confess my feelings for him, because they werent strong enough yet.

"Ready for the cheque?" Our waitress interupted making me quietly sigh with relief, she couldnt have better timing.

After dinner Harry and I walked out to the car together, so close that our arms rubbed against eachother and our hands would brush against each other. Everytime it did so he never pulled his hand back he would lead it in slightly more. As we grew closer to the car he did it again, but this time he looped his pinky on mine and pulled at my hand slightly making me look over at him and chuckle. Shinning green eyes looked down at me, curls falling in his face. a white warm smile met me, a sile that managed to make me feel special.