-The Next Day-
Zaynah's POV:
I woke up to a knock on my door.
I looked at my clock and saw it was 8:30 am.
I went to my door and saw Harry just standing there.
I opened the door to let him in.
"Morning." I told him.
"Goodmorning. Nice outfit." he said while laughing.
"Ha ha. Very funny." I said sarcastically.
"Would you like to come in while I get ready?" I asked him.
"Sure." he said.
I opened the door wider so he could come in.
"Just give me 15 minutes to get ready." I said.
"Okay." he replied.
I grabbed my clothes and went into the bathroom to change.
Thank god I took a shower before I went to bed last night.
I quickly changed into a casual purple dress with a pair of black leggings. Then I put in my contacts and brushed my teeth.
For my make up, I just put a but of light purple eyeshadow and some mascara.
After I was done, I went back into the bedroom and saw Harry sitting there on my bed.
"You ready to go?" he asked me.
"Yeah, just let me grab my wallet and shoes." I told him and went to my closet to grab my black boots.
If we are going to be walking around NYC all day, I don't want to wear heels.
"Zaynah, you wont be needing your wallet today. I'm going to pay for everything." he said while taking my wallet from me.
"But, I can't let you pay for me. That wouldn't be fair." I protested.
"No, Zaynah, let me be a gentleman here. If your going to be my date today, then I'm not gonna let you pay for anything." Harry said.
Date? Did he consider this a date?
I guess he noticed a difference in my expression because he got worried.
"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" he asked.
"Do you really consider this a date?" I asked.
"I mean...yeah...I guess if you want to." he replied nervously.
"Of course this can be a date. This will be my first date ever." I told him truthfully.
"Ever? Are you serious?" he asked.
"Yes, don't make fun of me because of it." I told him.
"No, I'm not! I'm just gonna make sure this is the best first date ever." Harry said.
"Thank you, Harry." I told him.
"Anytime, love. So, you ready to go out for breakfast?" he said.
"Yeah, let's go." I said while grabbing my phone of off my charger.
He walked to the door and opened it for me.
"After you." he said politely.
"Thanks, Harry." I said.
We walked down to the lobby.
"Harry, do you want to walk or drive to the restaurant? We can take my truck if you want." I said.
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