(Harry)
Hopefully she would be willing for some extra fun. I didn't want to get her drunk again.... I wanted her sober enough to remember it and want more. After she left, I got up and took a shower, washing away the 'I had sex last night' look. I towel dried my hair, letting it curl into the normal, thick ringlets.
After drying off and getting dressed I drove my tuxedo to the dry cleaner. I hoped it would be ready for tonight... I wanted to look good enough for her. Emily was literally the most beautiful girl I had ever seen and I wanted her to be 100% satisfied with the date tonight.
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(Emily)
I paced around my room frantically. Thankfully my hangover wore off after a few hours of sleep and rest. I had on a peach colored dress, it was unzipped in the back. I was carefully drawing on winged black eyeliner, then a bit of mascara. I wasn't going to the club... I didn't need to look older.
As I pushed in small diamond studs into my earlobe, I heard a small knock on the door. I opened it to see Jessica standing with a coffee. "You wanted me to 'wake you' at one?"
"I've been awake for an hour." I say. "Can you zip me up?"
Jessica tugged up the zipper on my dress, looking me over. "Damn. You clean up nice." She teased. I smiled.
"Should I wear this?" I asked. Jess nodded.
"You look really pretty, Em." She said. I smiled. "Thanks."
I took off the dress and hung it up, pulling on old Campus Crew jogging pants and a t-shirt. I didn't want to ruin the dress, and I still had a few hours left until Harry would be here.
At that moment I realized he didn't have my address, so I dialed the number he left on my car yesterday. I listened as the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Harry? It's Emily."
His voice picked up. "Hi, Emily!" He said.
Smiling, I asked him. "Listen, do you have my address? For tonight?"
"Umm... No. What is it?"
I told him my street address slowly enough he could write it down. "Okay." He said. "So.. Seven? I mean, we can go sooner if you want."
I laughed. "I just want my wallet!"
Harry chuckled as well. "Let's go out for a bit, then we can go on our date?"
He asked.
I blushed and smiled. "Okay. When do you want to come?"
"I'll be there in ten minutes!" Harry said, then he hung up. My eyes widened and I turned to Jessica. "He's going to he here in ten minutes!"
Jessica grinned. "Let's go! Go put on your denim shorts."
I quickly went back to my room and pulled out a pair of ripped denim shorts and a striped peach and white cropped top. I pulled my hair into a loose bun and looked at my reflection. No bun. Definitely a ponytail.
I pulled my hair into a ponytail and pinned back my bangs, smiling a bit more. That looked better.
I walked out of my room to see Jessica and Harry talking by the door. I smiled a Harry and he beamed. I grabbed my purse off a hook by the door and walked over to him. "Ready, love?" He asked. I just smiled. Jessica winked at me and whispered in my ear, "use protection." To which I slapped her arm. We would not be having sex again.
Harry took my hand gently and walked me to his...
Holy shit.
It wasn't a normal car, it was better. My eyes widened at the sight of a gorgeous black Porsche. Harry smiled. "Didn't notice it when you were drunk?"
I shook my head. Harry chuckled and opened the passenger side door for me, allowing me enough space to get in.
He then walked around to the driver's side and got in, starting the engine. "How has your day been so far?" He asked.
"Good."
"It's about to get better." He said, revving the engine and driving down the street. I clutched my seat tightly. He was going WAY too fast.
Harry laughed and slowed down to the speed limit. "You're cute."
"Don't flatter me. I'm only here for my wallet."
Except he WAS flattering me. We got to our destination and Harry stopped the car. "A little flattery never hurt anyone..." He mumbled, looking at me. A smirk played on his lips. I sighed but giggled. "Fine."
"It's not my fault you're beautiful!" He said. I blushed. "Harry, you-"
"Il stop. One kiss and ill stop."
"Are you seriously making me do this?" I asked. He grinned. "Did you know that you have the prettiest eyes?"
"Stop it!" I giggled. I didn't want him to think I was overly interested in him.
"One kiss." He repeated. I sighed and leaned in. Our lips met briefly, then I realized I WANTED to kiss him for longer. We didn't pull away for a long time, gradually deepening it. 'I don't want this.... I don't want this...'
Except I do. I let him pull me closer to him, then over the armrest and onto his lap, where I played with his curls with my fingers. He pushed my top up slightly, his fingers on my stomach.
I pulled away gently. "Not now." I said. Harry pouted slightly, but let me sit back down on my own seat.
"Not... Now?" Harry asked. "So I'll end up in that position again?" He was teasing me. "Maybe." I said and got out of the car.
