LET'S BET (Harry & Niall FF)

chapter 4

Bethanys  P.O.V

I’m standing in front of my wardrobe. Should I wear my black dress? Or will Harry think it’s too much? The problem is, Harry didn’t want to tell me where we will go. He said it’s would be a surprise. If I wear a dress, we won’t go somewhere where you should wear a dress, but if I wear casual clothes, we will go somewhere to wear a dress. I am indecisive. So I decide to text Harry.

Although you won’t tell me where we go, maybe you can tell me if I have to wear something dressy. Xx

While I wait for Harrys answer, I brush my hair and then my teeth. I don’t know why I’m nervous, but I  am. Maybe Harry really likes me, I mean, otherwise he hadn't ask me for a date.

Hey babe, wear something dressy. It would be better. I’ll pick you up at 6. Xx

After I read his message, I go back to my bedroom. I’m standing in front of my wardrobe the second time. Black dress, or the red one? I decide to wear the black one with my black pumps. Before I put my dress on, I start putting on make-up. I let my hair open.

**

“Beth?”, my mom shouts from the kitchen. “Yes?”, I shout back and look at the clock in my room. It’s 6pm. Harry has to be here. “There is someone for you”, she shouts. I fetch my clutch and put my handy and my little purse into it, after that I go downstairs. My mom and Harry stand at the front door. Harry wears black trousers and a white shirt. He smiles at me while I walk carefully down the stairs.

“Hi Harry”, I shyly say. “Hi”, he repeats and looks down to me. The butterflies in my stomach get alive. I smile at him. Harry smirks. “Have fun”, my mother says and puts her hand on my shoulder. “And don’t bring her back to late”, she adds and takes a serious look to Harry. “I won’t”, he promises.

Harry opens the car door for me and helps me in, like he did a few days ago. Then he sits down and starts driving. “You look beautiful”, he says while he takes a quick look at me. “Thanks”, I whisper and smile. “Where are we going?”, I ask him and look at him. Harrys look stays at the street. He looks very cute and hot at the same time when he drives. It takes a longer time before Harry answers. “You’ll see” “Why don’t you tell me?”, I say and fold my arms. Harry laughs deeply. “You are very inpatient, Bethany” I laugh embarrassed. Harry concentrates on driving again.

After 30 minutes he parks the car next to a restaurant. “We go to a restaurant?”, I ask him. Harry nods and opens his belt. We get out of the car and take the direction to the restaurant. My heart starts beating faster and faster with every step we take.

“Good evening”, Harry says to a man at the entrance. “Good evening. Have you reserved a table?”, he asks Harry. Harry nods. “I reserved a table for two persons”-Harry and the man both look at me.-“My name is Harry Styles”, he says to the man. The man takes a look into a book. I stand behind Harry who turns around and smiles at me. “I’ll show you your table”, the man says after he closed his book.

The man guides us to a table next to the window. Around the table are many other people eating - most of them are couples I think.  The man pushes my chair back so that I can sit down. Harry sits down on his chair next to me. Another man brings us the menu.

While Harry and I eat, we talk pretty much. With every word he says, I like him more.  “I have to go to the toilet, okay?”, I say to him and smile. Harry nods. I take the way to the toilet and look around to the other guests. Suddenly I see a known face. I look at the person I think I know, but he looks away, so that I can only see his hair. I walk on. Why is he here, alone?, I ask myself. On the way back I see the boy I know again and I’m pretty sure that it’s him!

Harry stares at me as soon as I walk to our table. I smile and he smirks. “Do you know why Niall is here?”, I ask him, after I sat down on my chair. He looks very surprised and angry at the same time. “What? He is here?” I nod. “I saw him a few minutes ago. He sits on the table there.” I point to the table, where I saw Niall sitting. “This is not Niall, Bethany”, Harry says to me and laughs. “I turn around and search for Niall. Nobody looks like him. “But I swear, he was there”, I say to him. Harry laughs about me. He lays his hand above mine, which makes me harder to breath. He looks into my eyes. “You have wonderful eyes”, he says and smiles. I rescue myself from his look and look down with a bright, but insecurely smile. “Thanks”, I whisper. Harrys hand still touches mine. “Let’s just forget about Niall and enjoy the rest of the evening.” I see how Harry takes a last careful look at the tables behind me. Maybe he believes me, that Niall is here anywhere. But why? Why is Niall coincidentally in the same restaurant as we are? Does he stalk us? What is he doing here?

**

“Thanks for the nice evening”, I say to Harry. We are sitting in his car in front of my house. “I’ve to thank you”, he smirks and takes my hand. I look at his hand and then in his eyes. Harry’s dimples appear. I smile. “I love your smile”, he says. I smile brighter. “Thanks”, I whisper and break our eye contact. His hand still encloses mine. The butterflies in my stomach appear. Harry leans forward to me. “You are so beautiful”, he whispers. My breath gets harder when Harrys nose touches mine. He laughs.  He smells very good. He holds this position for a short time and then he places his hand at my chest. I take a deep breath, which makes Harry laugh. Harrys nose still touches mine and i feel his curls on my forehead. “I think I have to go”, I whisper.  Harry nods. “Okay”. I open my belt, still in the same position with my nose touching his. Then I put my head away from his, which makes him smirk. I look at him a short time. Then I open the car door and get out of the car and suddenly I hear Harrys door getting opened too. “Bethany, wait!”, he says with his deep voice. I was already at the front door and turn around. I see Harry coming over to me. “What?”, I ask. He takes my face in his hands and kisses me. I don’t expect this. After our kiss he looks down to me. “Can I see you this weekend? Tomorrow, maybe?” I smile. “I don’t have time for you tomorrow” “Why not?” “Secret” I smile. I don’t want to tell him what my plan for tomorrow is, because I don’t want him to come to my ballet performance. “On Sunday?” I shake my head. “I will meet Niall” Harry looks shocked. “What? Why?”, he asks me. I hear anger in his voice. “Just for talking, nothing special”, I say and shrug my shoulders. “Okay. I call you”, he says, smiles and kisses me again. “Bye Bethany”, he waves his hand and goes back to his car. “Bye”, I whisper, although he can’t hear me anymore. Happily and with a bright smile on my face I open the door and go to bed. But what’s still on my mind: Why was Niall in the same restaurant as we were?