My First Love

First date? I guess

Today is now Sunday, the day I see Harry. Oh my god, I still cannot believe that. I had such a restless right, probably nerves. 2 hours left until I meet him exactly at the Camborne Tesco’s car park at 1pm. I wonder what we are going to do. Hmm, better think of things to chat about. I wonder what he is going to be wearing.

Off to go see Harry. Eeek. Oh my god, I see him ahh. He was being as amazing as usual. His long, curly, brown silky hair. And those chinos. Wow he looks good in chinos. He looks all lonely; I think I can change that. Wait, no I don’t think I can, I know I can because I am. He then looked around his shoulder and saw me. He then jolted his whole body around like he hasn’t seen me in years. Harry had a huge smile on his face, he seemed so happy to see me. I couldn’t help but smile back. His emerald green eyes were glistening in the sunlight. While I was walking up to him, I think he was checking me out, by scanning my body. I’m not sure. Maybe he was just having a look to see what I was wearing...

I then stopped walking because I was in front of him, obviously because if I didn’t, I would be walking through him. He said in his dreamy, deep voice ‘Hey, you ok?’ I was lucky enough to squeeze a few words out, ‘Yeah I’m great, you?’ He kind off giggled in a girly way, ‘Yeah I’m good.’ Harry swopped in for a kiss. So I then let him kiss me and I kissed back. That was a fantastic way of greeting someone, no really, it was. When he backed away, like you do when you finish snogging someone. He stared into my eyes deeply and smiled, which made me smile and shy so then I quickly jerked my eyes to my feet automatically. Harry held my chin and lifted my head up so we could see each other’s faces He looked like he wanted to say something, which he actually did. ‘Deanna, I’ve liked you for a long time now and I just want to say I do want you to be mine. And I know you like me, so what do you say?’ I giggled and felt like I was going to cry, of happy tears and smiled, ‘What do you think I’m going to say?’ Harry had this thinking face but was putting it on to be funny, ‘Umm, no?’ I raised my eyebrow and tried to not look impressed, ‘Hahahahaha, no.’ I then slapped him, but softly, I didn’t want to hurt him. Wink wink. ‘I do like you a lot, so the answer is...’ I took a really long pause to make him less patient with the answer; ‘Yes!’ I smiled and giggled along with Harry. He held my hand and asked where I wanted to go. I said quietly ‘Urm, I don’t mind.’ Harry had a mischievous expression, ‘Ok then, it will be a surprise.’ And he led me somewhere I didn’t know.

Little did I know it, he led me to his house. His parents were home as well. He asked his parents if we could watch a movie in the lounge and they said yes. We closed the blinds and made sure it was dark in the room. Harry brings down a few blankets and makes me a hot chocolate with whipped cream, marshmallows and chocolate sprinkles on top. It looked amazing and tasted even better than it looked. He snuggled under the blankets with me and we were hugging through the whole movie. About half way through, I rested my head on his shoulder and he had his hand on my shoulder, confusing a little bit yeah, but it was so romantic. He then gave me a little kiss on the lips while my head was on his shoulder.

When the movie finished we headed off to the park. The park was surprisingly empty. I then had a little chase with Harry around the park. I felt a little like a dog for a moment or two. I got a little worn out and out of breath so I had to take my asthma inhaler. Harry didn’t know I have asthma so he was all like, oh I’m sorry I didn’t mean to make you run. I said tried to say back, ‘Nah its ok, you didn’t mean too.’ This was the point where we both had to leave to go home. He asked me for my number, eek. I gave it to him and he smiled and had a bit of a sigh of relief that he didn’t look like an idiot as I might not have given him my number.

We were both walking off in different directions when he shouted, ‘Deanna, wait. I need to give you my number too or else I will forget to text you. So text me first, please?’ I laughed but said, ‘Yeah ok.’ Little did he know I texted him before he even left the park. He looked over at me and laughed, ‘Really?’ I shouted back, ‘Yes really. I didn’t want to forget either.’ We both laughed and then walked off.