Okay guys, this is a two part story and I most probably will post the second part today as well. Anyways... enjoy!
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Y/N POV
Harry was home from the WWA tour and never bothered paying attention to me. 2 weeks have passed and he hasn't hugged me or kissed me! I was really excited when I found out he was taking me on a date. He told me to dress fancy so here I am, in nothing but a towel, looking for something to wear.
I found sleeveless red dress and some red heels. Since it was chilly out too, I decided to wear a black coat Harry gave me for our 1 year anniversary. I quickly curled my hair, did a natural makeup and wore my outfit. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked good! Harry won't be able to resist this. I grabbed my small handbag with some makeup, money, and my phone in it, and went down to find Harry. He was already by the door waiting for me. "Come babe. Let's go, yeah?" Harry said offering his hand.
We went into the car, and Harry holding the door for me, and started the drive to the restaurant. We quickly got out of the car and went inside. We were greeted by a hostess who looked like a crayon raped her face. "Hi my name is Melissa, I will be your hostess for today, and do you have a reservation?" She asked Harry shamelessly eyeing him up and down and biting her lip. "Hey beautiful, and yeah we have a reservation for two under Styles." Harry winked. "Right this way please." She grabbed two menus and took us to our table, shaking her hips too much. I looked over at Harry and he was looking at her ass too. 'He isn't doing it on purpose. Y/N he has you and you have him, he doesn't mean it, he loves you!' I thought to myself.
Once we got there, I shrugged off my coat and put it on my chair including my handbag. We sat down and looked at our menus. "I don't know if I told you this but you look amazing babe." Harry told me. I blushed and hid behind my menu. "Hi, I'm Britney and I'm your waitress for today. Any drinks?" she asked, mainly asking Harry. "Yeah I'll have some wine and you Y/N?" Harry said. "Oh I'll just get what he's getting." I said. "Your drinks will be here soon, handsome. Oh and before I go, one quick question, is she your sister?" Brianca was it- asked Harry. "No she's my old friend form my hometown. We decided to meet here for dinner." Harry told her. Once she left I told Harry. "Friend Harry? I'm your goddamn fiancé! You're lucky we're in a restaurant or I would've snapped your neck by now." I hissed. "Relax babe, it was just a joke, don't worry." Harry laughed. A few moments later, the waitress came back with our drinks and asked Harry, "Here you go, babe. Have you decided what you wanted to order?" She said biting her lip. I looked up and her boobs were about to fall out. Slutty much. "Yeah I'll have the steak please." Harry winked. She turned to me with disgust, "And you?" "I'll get the pasta please." I said nicely. "A salad for you okay coming up." I looked at her in shock. I clearly didn't say salad. Then I looked at Harry, so he could tell the waitress off but he was too busy messing around on his phone.
So far it was the worst date ever. I helplessly tried to fire up a conversation with Harry only for him to tell me to "Shut up I'm doing something important." I slouched back down in my seat and waited for the food to come. She came back, with Harry's steak and my salad. I looked up again and saw her first 5 buttons were undone and her boobs were actually about to pop out. "Uhm excuse me, I didn't order a salad." I told her. "Whatever you did." She said. I poked and played with my salad, which I didn't order, and I heard Harry say, "You okay love? Is something wrong?" Harry asked. 'Yeah! You acted like you would like to be with that Bitchet girl more than me! You didn't defend me when she insulted me! Yeah that's what's wrong!' I said in my head. "N-nothing. I'm fine Harry." I said. The girl, Brigigitania was it, kept on coming back every 2 minutes to 'see if we were okay'.
This time she brought wine and filled Harry's glass then mine half way. I looked at her and she smirked then winked at Harry. After 5 minutes of silence, Harry said, "Babe I have to use the bathroom, I'll be back, yeah?" I hummed in response. With that he got up to 'use the bathroom'.
15 minutes passed and Harry wasn't back yet. I got up and went around to find Harry. I stopped 3 meters away from the bar and saw our waitress kissing some guy. I laughed to myself and watched. I saw the man move his hands form her waist to her bum. I stopped laughing when I saw the hand. That 'man' was wearing the exact same ring I gave to Harry on his birthday on his right middle finger. I ran towards our table and grabbed my things, put a few bills on the table and ran out. 'How could he?' I thought to myself. I walked and walked and I saw our house come to view. I went in, changed, grabbed a bag and stuffed a few things in it and went to grab my keys. But before I left, I left my engagement ring in the bowl and drove to Louis' house.
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Here you go!
(UPDATE: Second part will be posted today)
-Kat
