casual affair

Chapter 10

Harry pov

I had convinced Etta to go to the movies so when Niall and Zayn came down to leave, his face was priceless. 

"Why are you coming?" He asked Etta. 

She smiled and laughed lightly, "Calm down Niall we aren't your parents geez we just thought it would be fun to hang out" She shrugged and he smiled warily but nodded anyway. 

"Ok whatever, we're gonna go I guess," He said and grabbed Zayn's wrist again leading them out the door. 

We got ready and I drove Etta and me to the theatre, avoiding not getting right behind Niall in line, to seem less suspicious. We got our tickets and popcorn and went to find our seats, the movie was action one or scary one or something I didn't pay attention. 

The only thing I did pay attention to was the blonde boy sitting about four rows below us. He would sometimes whisper in Zayn's ear and the dark headed boy would whisper back, causing Niall to giggle. 

I gripped the arm rest on my seat trying to calm myself down. 

About halfway through the movie, I felt a hand caress my thigh. I turned to see Etta smirking at me. 

"See he's fine, I say we leave and go have our own date" She whispered into my ear. 

I turned to her and she looked so pretty. She was always pretty, and I would always say yes to her advances. Right now, I couldn't imagine getting up from this seat and going home with her. 

"We just need to make sure he gets home safe Et, I think we should stay" I whispered back, once again trying to sound like a caring father and not jealous. 

She huffed and sat back in her seat watching the movie, not saying another word to me until we left. 

After the movie, we drove home in an awkward silence and I was itching for her to start an argument. That way, at least my rejection would have a excuse. 

But she didn't, she never did. 

We got back to the house and she went and took a shower and I sat in the living room waiting on Niall to come home. 

I waited. 

And waited. 

And waited. 

Etta had went to sleep, our only conversation being exchanges of goodnight, and I was dozing off myself until I heard the front door creak open. 

I turned to look from the couch and Niall slowly crept in and lightly shut the door and went to tip toe upstairs. 

"Where were you?" I asked him now standing infront of the stairs. 

He turned to look at me and rolled his eyes. 

"We went back to his place" He said and put his hand on his hip. 

"To do what?" I asked him, now annoyed with his attitude. 

He smirked and stepped down from the step and placed his hand on my chest. 

"You really wanna know?" He asked amused and I rolled my eyes stepping back from him. 

"So is that it then? are you just gonna go around doing every guy in london now?" I asked annoyed and crossed my arms over my chest. 

He laughed, a full on cackle, as he popped his hand back on that hip. 

"Would you rather I sit quietly by myself and wait for you to pick me?" He asked sassily. 

My arms fell to my sides and I raised my eyebrows at his question. 

"But I thought you said that-" I started to ask before he interrupted.