As Harry left, I felt a weird feeling in my gut. Am I supposed to be with Harry? What do I do now?
There was only one thing I could think of. I picked up my phone and called Zayn.
Zayn came over. I let him enter house quickly.
"What's going on Luna?" He asks as he scratches his stubble.
"Well, a couple days ago I met this boy name Harry. Harry Styles. And I have feelings for him. He came over last night and we made out at stuff-"
"Woah woah woah," Zayn says. "Come down Luna you're speaking too fast."
"What's the problem here?" Zayn asks politely.
"I don't know what to do! What happens if Liam moves back here and wants to get back together! What am I going to do?!" I ask as a tear comes falling down my cheeks.
"Don't cry," Zayn days wiping the tears away.
"It's up to you, really," Zayn says. "If you really want to be with Harry, get to know him more."
"We talked for a few hours last night. I found out a lot about him and he found out a lot about me," I say sniffling.
"Just do what's best for you," Zayn says putting his hand on my shoulder.
"I don't think Liam will come back, sorry kiddo." Zayn says.
I let my mind relax. I didn't know what to do. Everything was happening way to fast.
--
I enter my room and rummage through some old pictures. I find a picture from prom of me and Zayn. He was my first ever boyfriend, and my best friend. I found other pictures of Zayn and I. We were kissing under a palm tree when we went to Florida.
I let the memories come back. Those were the happiest times of my life. Zayn always wanted to get back together with me, but I kept rejecting for no reason.
Maybe I need my mind of things, I thought. Maybe I should hang out with Zayn, to get my mind away from Harry.
--
Zayn ended up bringing me to see a movie.
"That was a really good movie," I say looking at Zayn.
"Yeah it was," Zayn says smiling.
And then, it started to down pour. Zayn pushed me under a umbrella to the outside restaurants.
We were soaked.
Zayn laughs.
"Well, that happened," I said laughing.
--
When Zayn kissed me, it felt like we were back at prom.
"Luna, sorry if you didn't like-" Zayn started to say but I rudely interrupted him.
"It's okay, Zayn. I know you want to get back together in all, but it's just I like Harry and-" I said but Zayn interrupted me as well.
"It's fine. I just want to be friends. I got over it," Zayn said.
"I just want you to be happy," he said giving me a hug.
--
Hours past since Zayn left. I wanted to call Harry but I just couldn't get myself to do it. I've still been having mixed emotions for what happened last night. It was a great night in all, but I just don't want Harry to feel insecure when he's with me.
I heard my phone ring. So I picked it up.
"Hello?" I ask.
"Hello Ms. Tomlinson, would you like to go to the Crambalay this evening?" Said a familiar tone.
"Harry? Is that you?" I say laughing.
"Yes, it is." Harry says.
"I'll pick you up at precisely 6:30 p.m. Wear your best clothes." Harry says and the hangs up.
I pick out a lace dress with some flats. I be a small white purse with me. I look in my mirror and spin around.
Going on a date with a perfect boy, with a perfect dress.
--
I hear a knock at the door. I open the door. It was Harry.
"Harry!" I say as I lunge into his arms.
"Now, it's time for a real date," Harry says with a wide smile.
We arrived at the restaurant. I smelled the air. It smelt so good. My mouth was urging to taste the wonders of food.
The waiters say us down at a table for two. The table had a rose in a vase, a menu, and a note that has my name in it.
"Don't open it yet," Harry says putting his hand on the envelope.
The waiter finally comes to take our orders.
"May I have some steak with a side of veggies and salad?" Harry asks.
The waiter writes down the order very quickly.
"And you, dear," the waiter says.
"Same things please," I say smiling passionately.
"Can we have some of the managers special?" Harry smirks.
"Coming right up."
--
The meal was great. The waiter gave us some sparkling champagne. It tasted wonderful.
"Open it," Harry says passing me a small envelope.
I slowly peal the seal off. I throw the envelope onto the table and read the letter.
I read the letter out loud.
"Will you go to Paris with me?" I said smiling.
"Will you?" Harry pleads.
"Of course." I say kissing his cheek.
"We leave tomorrow." Harry says.
"Eeek! I can't freakin' wait!" I say.
--
We left the restaurant soon after we finished desert.
"That was a great meal," I say as I fix my side braid in the mirror.
"No problem," Harry says.
"Where did you get that money anyways?" I ask.
"My parents have high paying jobs. They give me money anytime I ask for it." He says keeping his eye on the road.
"I'm also trying to live my life to the fullest. You see, there's so many wonderful places in the world. I would like to see a lot of them. And one of those is Paris. I get to see it with you," Harry says winking.
"Well, you better live an extraordinary life then," I say.
--
We arrive to my house soon after the conversation. It was about 8:30 p.m now.
I threw the keys onto my counter and gasped.
"That was fun," I say exhaling and inhaling.
"Yup," Harry says turning on the tv for me.
"I'll stay for a few hours. I gotta go help my mom with some boxes. We just moved into a new house." Harry says flipping through the channels.
"Okay, my brother will be here shortly to watch me anyways." I say forcing a smile.
--
Another few hours past. Harry was getting ready to leave.
"Bye Harry," I say pecking his cheek.
He winks at me. I watch him walk to his car. He drove away with no trace in sight.
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A/N: I decided on the ship name 'Huna' bc I think it kinda sounds cute. More interesting stuff will happen shortly, don't worry.
I wrote so much omg I should stop writing until I get some more reads of new ideas 😂😁
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