"She's Not Afraid : A Harry Styles Fan Fic" by EB

Chapter 5: Wonderstruck with wonderlust.

Harry’s POV:

As soon as I woke up and everything I headed to the airport and boarded the next flight to Florida to meet up with Jade. I booked my hotel for the next two nights until I figured out when I would I leave for .L.A. After a couple of times of falling asleep during the flight I woke up and texted Jade to meet up for dinner later on that night. From the times that I had been here before I have had some great dinners in different restaurants but this one, one of our tour manager said was the best one to go to if I ever decided to stay in Florida and visit. It is called “Goût Enchanteur” which was French for “Enchanting Taste” and I hope it tastes as it sounds. If my years of learning and speaking French didn’t fail I hope to use that as my advantage tonight. I know how girls love accent, and I don’t mind impressing Jade a little here and there. So before getting ready for tonight I threw my luggage as I jumped on top of my suite’s bed as I texted her:

Hey Jade,

By the way make sure you wear something special tonight, I’m taking you out to a dinner that will make you feel like you’re in Paris. ;)

– Harry xxx

Jade’s POV:

“Wow” that’s I could think of since the last text I received from Harry. I still couldn’t believe that Harry was flying all the way from Atlanta just to come see me here in my hometown. Wasn’t he supposed to be like draining in tiredness from such a long tour, you would think he would just fly back home. Not that I minded, I actually was surprised and taken back by it. It was quite a gesture. What in earth did I do to deserve this? He told me to wear “something special”? What the hell was that supposed to mean.

I didn’t have anything in my closet that was designer or expensive brand name like he probably owned. All I had was my regular Forever 21, and Thrift store Vintage pieces. I hope he didn’t mind. Why is it that we, girls, always have fashion crisis and if you usually got nervous with just a regular date, you could imagine how I was. But I was not going let that be the defining factor tonight. So I immediately called Blair for her fashion expertise like it was a 911 emergency. Thank God for Blair and her fashion knowledge as a wardrobe stylist and  as she helped choose the best wardrobe for tonight.

            “Paris? Wow this boy got taste!” Blair adds to our conversation as I am trying to finish styling my hair. “Ouch” I screamed as I burnt my fingers with the magic wand as I finished curling off my last strand.

“Blair, he said “make you feel like”, not like Paris literally…but yeah its still pretty cool and …” I made sure she understood.

“And still it would be cool if he did eventually took you to Paris.. Ugh and dinner by the Eiffel Tower that would just be so wonderful! ” she says cutting me off mid sentence as she goes on and on just as quick as her minded drifted into another world.

“Okay so how do I look? Do I look worthy?” with a worried look in my face fixing the flare from my dress.   I was wearing a short flared black laced sexy vintage dress mid thigh length, red stiletto’s, and a beautiful black belt with silver crystal in the middle.  Small silver earrings, and cuff bracelet.  My hair loose curled, natural makeup, and red lipstick.  All of this was very different to me. I never really dressed up like this, but it was a special occasion and I wanted to look my very best.

“Jade, you look gorgeous. Remember don’t doubt yourself your amazing. And something must have sparked his interest in you. And of course you look worthy.” Blair boosted me up as she noticed that my confidence had been shaken up as I saw the minutes of the clock pass by so quickly. Getting ready in such a short time period was ridiculously mortifying.