Life of Mine. [Harry Styles]

15. Date

Songs for this chapter:

1. Madness-Muse

2. Rhythm of Love-Plain White T's 

3. Change My Mind-One Direction

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HARRY POV.

Niall got home from exploring the city around six that evening. I was avoiding him as much as possible in case he got wind of my argument with Louis and wanted to yell at me. As I heard him come in the door, I practically leaped off the couch and darted toward my bedroom. Even in this large penthouse, however, Niall found me quickly.

"Hey," he greeted with a weak smile. "Louis called me a while ago."

"I'm sure," I kept my eyes on the floor. I really didn't want to lose two friends today so I was being extra cautious. "And I want you to know, I'm sorry, Niall. I should've just talked to you guys earlier."

"Yeah, you should've," he agreed, but not in an accusatory way. He actually sounded sympathetic. "Look, you're annoying all of us pretty bad, but we know we haven't been the best friends to you, either. We all love you, you know that."

"I know you do," I laughed weakly. 

"Louis and Liam do, too," he promised. "I'd call them up and have us talk all together now, but I'm taking Emily out tonight so I need to get ready."

"Oh, I'm taking Ros out. We can pick them up together?" I suggested, relieved Niall wasn't tearing my head off. 

"Yeah," he agreed.

"It's cool that you and Emily hit it off so quickly," I commented, finally daring to look up at him. 

"Yeah, she's a cool girl," Niall grinned. "You and Rosalyn seem to be really into each other, too."

"I really, really like her," I admitted as I picked out a plaid shirt and jeans for my date with Ros. "It hasn't been very long so I'm trying not to get carried away, but I really like her."

"I'm happy for you, mate," Niall patted my back firmly before making his way out of my room. "I'll go get ready."

As I got dressed and sprayed a bit of cologne, my phone buzzed. I was willing to bet it was Rosalyn, so I gladly went over to my desk where it sat. However, these days whenever I was sure it was Rosalyn, it ended up being Louis. 

From Louis:  Let's talk at some point soon, yeah?

To Louis: Absolutely. I'm really sorry for not actually talking to you sooner.

From Louis: I'm sorry for losing my chill every time we talk. 

To Louis: You're forgiven. Talk to you soon.

After saying goodbye to Louis, I brought my focus back to my looming date with Rosalyn. I was so glad that Louis and I weren't on such terrible terms now and that wouldn't haunt me the entire evening. I really wanted to enjoy my evening and not worry about all of that. I was going to give Rosalyn a great evening, and hopefully she'd even sleep over. I wasn't going to pressure her into anything, I just wanted as much time with her as possible. 

At eight p.m, Niall and I were walking up the stairs of Rosalyn and Emily's building. My heart was suddenly racing and I had to take a deep breath, hoping Niall didn't notice. I didn't need him giving me shit for being a little nervous. I didn't know why I was so nervous. I really liked Rosalyn, but she was also one of my best friends already. We were comfortable around each other. Now that I was taking her on a serious, official date, however, I was terrified. What if she thought I was lame? I guess we'd know soon enough.