You're My Kryptonite-A BTR/1D Love Story

Chapter 11. The Date Part Two

You're My Kryptonite

Chapter 11. The Date Part Two

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On our way to wherever we're going, we make small talk; talking about anything from our favorite superheroes to favorite scenes in Finding Nemo. I laugh at his "impression" of Dory.

We arrive at the date place and I smile. "Oh my god, pizza!!" I say and laugh.

Harry laughs at my reaction and turns the car off. He gets out of the car and shuts his door. I reach for my purse and my door opens. I look up to see Harry. He gives me a dimpled smile. I give him a smile and he holds out his hand.

"I really hope paparazzi aren't out." He says to me. I nod and put my sunglasses on. I grab his hand and he shuts the door once I'm out of the way. I notice that he doesn't pull away. I look down at our hands. He locks the car and puts his keys in his pocket. I feel sparks from the touch of his hand and think about what I said to James earlier.

He'll find her. I just know it.

Anyway, we get seated in a secluded area. We order a pizza to split and wait for our drinks, me with a Dr. Pepper and him with a Pepsi. We talk about what the One Direction boys did on their last tour. I laugh at the stories he's telling me and our drinks come.

The waiter, who's name is Thomas, looks at me and winks.

I catch a glimpse at Harry. He looks jealous.

Thomas starts to walk away.

"Hey!" He says to Thomas. Our waiter turns around.

"She's my date. Not yours, okay?" He says to him.

Thomas stares at Harry and nods. He walks away.

"Harry, he just winked at me. It's not like he asked me out."

"Yeah. I already did that." He smiles a bit and bites his lip.

We continue to talk about random stuff, spotting a couple people pointing at our table, most likely recognizing us or at least him.

The waiter comes back with the pizza, setting it down on the table. He looks at me and bites his lip. "Do you go to church often?" He asks.

Taken aback by his question, I don't answer him right away.

"Because you're gonna be on your knees with me tonight." He says.

I sit there with my mouth hanging open. I scoff and roll my eyes.

"Hey, man." Harry says and looks mad. "Back off. She's my date and I don't appreciate you talking to her like that!" He says sticking up for me.

I look at him and smile.

He puts his hand on the table with his palm open.
I grab it.

Thomas looks at me and sighs. He walks off.

"Thank you, Harry." I tell him.

"No problem. Anytime. I won't have him or anyone talk to you like that." He says.

A middle aged man from the next table over gets up and walks over to where the waiters are surrounded in the back, kinda where we are.

He talks to someone and soon what looks like the manager comes over to our table. She looks at us. "Hi. I heard that whole conversation. Thomas really needs to get his act together. That's the third time he's done that." She says.

Harry looks at me. "Really? He's done this before?" He asks.

She nods. "Yeah." She looks at me with a sincere look in her eyes. "I'm sorry, love. If there's anything I can do, let me know." She says excuses herself and searches for our waiter. She spots him and they talk in private.