If They Only Knew About Us.

Harry's Party ❤

"WHAT!!?? Why didn't you tell me earlier that you ran into Harry?"

"It's not a big deal! He doesn't even know me."

"But he wants to get to know you!" Joely winks at me and nudges my side.

"Stop being so immature!" I blush, "he already has a girlfriend anyway..." I sigh.

"Really Alice? You know they are only dating to look like the perfect couple!" Joely says sounding irritated.

I try to change the subject a few times but she just won't let it go. She feels that I'm destined to be with Harry. But I have a different opinion on that... It's not like I don't want to be with him... I mean trust me, of course I want to date Harry, who doesn't?! But it would never happen to me.

*two days later* 4:32pm after school ended. (Wednesday)

"I'll have two regulars, please," I tell the waiter. I'm at my favorite cafe that I go with Joely to every day after school. All the waiters know me here and know what I order.

"So, how's school going, Alice?" Joely says, trying to start a conversation.

"Fine, but I'm having a little trouble in science." I respond.

Just as Joely's getting ready to respond, a handsome, tall, curly-haired stud walks up to our table.

"Well, look who it is. Didn't think I would see you here." Harry smirks.

"Hello, Harry." I respond, almost speechless. Why would Harry be at this cafe? It's so small and unknown.

"May I sit with you?" He asks, looking into my eyes deeply as if not noticing Joely was with me.

"Sure!" Joely responds for me, noticing I was having a problem responding to Harry without fainting from his hotness.

Harry slides into the seat next to me and calls the waiter over to order for him. As soon as the waiter walks away Harry starts a conversation with me.

"You're the girl I ran into in the hall, sorry about that." He apologizes.

"Oh its okay, I really should have been looking where I was going." I blush.

"Well maybe I can make it up to you. Me and some of my friends from school are having a party at my house tomorrow, you should come." He smiles, showing off his lovely dimples.

"Oh, I don't think I'll be able to get a ride. My father will be at work..." I respond.

"I'll pick you up before the party, then." He smirks.

I get a napkin and pull a pen out off my school bag to write down my number and address to give to Harry.