outcasts. | harry styles au

sixteen.

harry was going to be there in less than a hour and lennon was freaking out, because she didn't know what to wear. harry texted her earlier that day saying that he would meet her at their spot at seven, and to wear something comfortable.

lennon didn't know what comfortable met, did it mean like a low key dress or?maybe she shouldn't wear a dress because of how cold it got last night, but what if it was was inside? not outside? lennon opened her closet trying to find something that would be acceptable.

also she wearing a dress might make her more suspicous for sneaking out which was going to be hard, because her father was home. lennon decided not to wear a skirt or a dress and settled with light wash skinny jeans. since it was already starting to get a little chilly lennon decided to just wear a camisole under her new sweater harry bought her.

lennon was nervous and unsure of her outfit, what if it was too casual? she didn't want to disapoint harry. lennon couldn't change her outfit now anyways because she had to do her make up and hair. lennon brushed her hair deciding to leave it down in it's natural waves.

clambering into the bathroom she took out her makeup bag hastily opening it up afraid she was going to be late. lennon quickly applied her mascara, did her eyeliner with the little wing thing she saw on tumblr.

glancing at her watch she saw it was ten to seven. lennon started to breathe heavily.

she couldn't believe she was going on a date with harry.

what if he didn't like her though? what if she was dressed to casual? what if they eat something and it gets stuck in her teeth? what if he realizes she is a boring potato and never talks to her again?

lennon tried to get rid of these questions but they were trapped in her head. she grabbed her phone slipping it into her back pocket along with her wallet, so harry doesn't have to pay for everything and she could make herself useful.

despite making the date with harry lennon was also nervous about the whole sneaking out part. she already put clothes under her duvet to make it look like she was sleeping just in case her parents checked in which lennon highly doubted they would, but still.

earlier sarah agreed to also cover for her saying she didn't feel good at dinner time and that lennon was trying to sleep it off. lennon figured they would be out on the patio like they usually are and hoped they wouldn't notice her sneaking out the back door.

she hoped this plan would all go smoothly.

taking a deep breath she opened her bedroom door peering down the hall way to see if the coast was clear. it was, so lennon took the chance and carefully crept down the hallway her socked feet hitting the floor.

lennon walked down the stairs slowly just in case someone was down there, but when she made it to the bottom she didn't see her parents anywhere. even the patio. which was really weird to lennon. she wasn't going to let her parents ruin this night for her though. slipping on her converse she exited out the back door.

lennon began to walk down the side walk her hands shaking slightly from her nerves being all over the place. once she saw harry though standing next to his jeep with a bouquet of roses in his hand. lennon got a huge smile on her face at the sight.

lennon started walking a little faster, being able to see the smile on his face his dimples present. lennon noticed that instead of harry's usual attire he was wearing black skinny jeans with a black buttton up shirt, a blue beanie on his head.

lennon felt so under dressed, she wanted to run back to her house and change into something more formal.

"hey." harry greeted holding out the bouquet for her. lennon blushed taking the roses from him.