The Darcy Project

** Chapter Three **

At 9:45, I was ready to go. I walked up to my mum and kissed her cheek, "Okay, mum. I'm going out."

My mum looked at me as if there was something off, "Where are you off to today? Meeting with Kimberly?"

I shook my head and smiled widely, "I'm meeting..." 

I was going to tell her I was meeting Harry Styles, but I don't know how she would feel about that. So I just said, "I'm meeting with a guy."

My mum did not believe what I had just said. I rolled my eyes, laughing. I grabbed me mobile and slipped it into my pocket. Then I walked out the door on my way to the Starbucks a few blocks away. 

I walked in through the door and saw a few people around, laughing and hanging out. My eyes scanned the small place and there. My breath hitched in my throat. He had actually came. Harry was sitting in a small booth in the back. 

He was wearing a beanie, a few of his curls peeking out. He had on an orange shirt and skinny jeans. He was wearing shades, but I somehow now it was him. Maybe it was becos' he looked at me and smiled, his dimple showing, when I walked in. I made my way back to him and sat down in the booth across from him. 

"You actually came," he said, a big grin on his face.

I blushed when he grinned at me, "Well, of course I came. I'm surprised that you came."

Harry chuckled, his deep voice booming. "I really did want to hang out with you." 

I think my heart stopped for a moment. When he said that, I thought I was dreaming. "You did..." my voice trailed off. 

"Hey, hey, hey." Harry whispered and stood up, coming to my side of the booth. He had wrapped his arm over my shoulder.

I didn't notice that I had gotten so emotional from what he had said. I was looking down at my lap, my cheeks such a bright red. I looked up at Harry, and he smiled at me.

"So.." I sighed, "Sheena and Niall, huh?"