Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Five

Once their Yorkshire pudding was done and dinner was ready, Harry expertly plated the food and brought it to the table for the two of them. She watched as he moved fluidly, placing each plate at it's proper setting and refilling both of their wine glasses before sitting down next to her at the table – one of them on each side of a corner so they were sitting close, but not too close where they couldn't look at each other while they talked.

"I hope you like it," Harry told her as the two of them began to eat.

The first bite of the Beef Wellington burst flavorfully into her mouth and she let out a satisfied moan, which of course caused her cheeks to blush immediately.

"You like it?" He questioned, smiling over at her.

"Mm," she hummed, chewing up the bite and swallowing before she even thought of replying.

"Oh, wow, Harry. That is phenomenal," she gushed.

"I took a few culinary classes," he said, his cheeks pinking as she watched him.

"Did you?" She asked, intrigued.

"I did. In France," he told her.

"Shut up! Are you kidding?" She asked excitedly.

"I did. It was a lot of fun," Harry said with a wide smile.

"Man, your life... wow," she said, shaking her head in awe.

"I'd actually like you to tell me more about you," Harry told her as he looked into her eyes.

When they spent time talking at Starbucks two days before, they mainly talked about how she'd been a fan for so long. How her cousin who lived in London, got her and her sisters into watching One Direction's season of the X-Factor through live streams over the internet while it was on and how her love for them snowballed from there. Harry talked a bit about what it was like living through all the mania and it was her dream come true to be having such a conversation with him.

"Oh, uh. What do you want to know?" She asked him, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

"Everything," he said with a soft smile.

"Oh, wow. Do we have enough time?" She joked, looking down at her wrist like she was checking the time on an imaginary watch. Harry let out a laugh and it made her laugh too.

"No, but honestly. You said you grew up in Big Bear Lake, California – where my cardboard cut-out is still watching over your childhood bedroom..." Harry quipped, smirking wryly at her.

"Oh, man. I am never going to live that one down, am I?" She laughed, shaking her head.

"It's cute," he said, smiling widely at her.

"I think I was like fifteen when I got that. The mall had a pop-up One Direction store and I begged and begged my mom to buy it for me. Well, she didn't. Not then anyway. But one day I came home and it was just there, in my bedroom and of course, I lost my mind," Tegan explained, laughing and blushing as she told the story.

"Wow," Harry acknowledged.

"Yeah. You watched over me until I was eighteen," she said, smiling bashfully over at him.

"Well, that's quite nice to know. I brought you peace, I hope," he said with a sideways smirk.

"All kinds of peace," she laughed out loud.

"Good to hear," Harry chuckled.

"Yeah," she said as her laughter died off and she took another bite of food.

"Do you have any siblings?" He asked as he pulled another bite into his mouth.

"Mm, yes," she said, trying to finish her mouthful to answer him properly.