Harry's P.O.V
I just gotten dressed and showered accordingly to time as I walked out to meet Taylor at some restaurant that I forgetten the name of. I had on a white t-shirt with black jeans, a pair of converses and my usual two necklaces. I walked over to the patio part of the dining place and sat down across from Taylor; who was waiting patiently and sitting up straight. She looks like something is stuck up her ass - she was so arched. But I put on a fake smile and said a gentle hello.
"Hi." Taylor greeted, flipping her blonde curls. She puckered her red lips some as she rested her chin on her right hand. A waitor walked up to take our orders of drinks : A glass of water for me and sweet tea for Taylor. I fidgeted with my necklaces and even my own fingers. I already spotted paparazzi sneaking up behind trees and vases snapping pictures of us. They were very obvious. Taylor and I sat there staring at eachother. I even attempted to make small talk with her.
"Um, how are you?" I asked kindly.
"Good. How about you, Harry?" Taylor replied, intertwining her fingers together and placing her hands on the table, still having her back arched as she sat straight. Unlike me, it was pretty obvious I wasn't interested in her. I laid back, my legs were open because It was comfy to sit like that. But yet the news and media believe otherwise.
"Superb." I nodded slowly. It was sarcasm, and even the wording sounded sarcastic. But Taylor smiled and flipped her hair once again and said: "Good. I'm glad to hear that."
The drinks finally arrived and I sipped the cold, tastless liquid as I looked around at my surroundings. In a distance at a nearby table I noticed familiar faces. I always seen familiar faces - fans, old friends... you name it. I ignored it as I paid my attention back to Taylor; though I didn't want to.
Again, my eyes wondered back at the table afar. Until the face looked back at mine and we sat there locking our stares.
Niall. He was there sitting with Liam. I gulped. I felt my face heat up and then and there I lost my "cool".
"What are you looking at, Harry?" Taylor asked.
"Erm, uh, um..." I stuttered. I closed my eyes and sighed. I opened them and looked back over. Niall was sitting there munching on his food. It looked like a burger from what I saw. Liam turned around and spotted me. I waved slowly, and then regretted it. I looked over at Taylor who was also looking that way.
"This date was for me and you. Not your friends. Just us." Taylor stated, almost to a scold.
"Eh, sorry." I apologized. She rolle her eyes. "Drama queen." I said under my breath as I took another sip of my water.
"What?" She pointed her finger in the air. I shook my head like it was nothing. I looked over and made another eye contact with Niall. He smirked and looked back at his food as he ate some more. I smiled to myself but I didn't notice it.
"This." Taylor stood up and pointed at Niall and Liam and then back at me. "This is pathetic." Taylor rolled her eyes and stomped her heels as she walked away. I laughed lightly and coldly to myself. Well that was one way to get rid of her.
