Tempting•H.S. (MAJOR EDITING)

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(a/n just clarifying that they are in the U.S. He just said that if they were in the UK she would be able to drink.. Lets pretend it's 16 & over instead of older than 16.. And that is their tent :) )

Rose's POV

Harry and I have order our food and drinks, and the waitress won't quit hitting on him. I feel the jealousy bubbling in my stomach. I can't say anything, because we're not dating. But, I really want to say something, knowing me I might just say something.

"Harry can we get a waiter?" I blurt out.

He states at me like I grew a second head.

"What. Why?" He asks.

I shake my head. "Never mind, it's stupid."

The waitress returns with our food. She hands me salmon. I politely thank her. She smiles at me.

"Are you sure you wouldn't like a salad?" She asks.

I immediately frown. "Excuse me?"

She smile at me innocently. "Oh, I just thought-"

I cut her off. "Well you thought wrong."

Harry stares at us in amusement. How could he think this is funny. She walks away, with a frown on her face.

"I finally figured it out. You're jealous." He smirks.

I scoff. "No I'm not. No feelings remember?"

"Yea, yea. Now my lady ask away." He says.

I think about the things I want to ask him. There's so much I want to know.

"What's your job?" I ask.

"Starting off simple I see. I'm an data entry worker. That's why I'm always home, I'm allowed to work at home." He simply says.

"Favorite pizza topping, song, food, and movie?"

"Pepperoni, at the moment I really like the song skinny love. Favorite food is baked chicken, and if I stay."

"You're such a girl." I snort.

He laughs at me.

"Biggest fear?" I ask.

"Losing those close to me. I don't like being alone." He says, his eyes boring into mine.

I feel as if he knew that I didn't want to do this. I feel as if he knew I was leaving.

"Y-you're biggest insecurity?" I ask.

"I sometimes think I'm not good enough." He says looking down.

I place my hand over Harry's. "Just know that no matter what you'll always be perfect to me."

He blushes. Harry actually blushes.

"You look really beautiful, Rose. Any guy would be happy to have you." Harry says looking down.

"Same for you Harry." I say.

"Are you calling me beautiful, baby?" He teases me.

I blush at the nickname.

-/-

Harry's and I date went well. He says he has something else planned for us. We arrive back at his house, and I flash him a confused look.

"What are we doing here?" I ask.

Harry takes my hand in his. "You'll see."

He opens my door for, covering my eyes with his hands.