Dare (Harry Styles)

CHAPTER TWO

(HAROLD's POV:)

The drive home from school was silent in my car, other than the soft music playing on the radio.

I'm so happy to take Caitlin out, I'm almost bursting with happiness! Although you can't actually burst with happiness, that doesn't happen to your body.

I pulled into the driveway of my apartment, sighing. My sister is still living at home in England, while I'm here in the USA for school. I would've liked if she could help me get ready.

"Hello Harold." I heard the nice old lady, Mrs Conte, say from across the hall.

"Hi Mrs Conte! How are you doing today?" I ask turning towards her and walking up to her.

"I'm doing great Harold! What are you up to tonight? I was thinking we could play bingo downstairs with my friends." I sighed and told her I was busy tonight, then went into my apartment.

Darn, I love bingo.

I grabbed my phone and decided to text Caitlin.

'What time should I pick you up for the party?'

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(CAITLIN's POV:)

From: Unkown

'What time should I pick you up for the party?'

I read from my phone. I hate this so much. I rolled my eyes and replied back 'Whatever time, it doesn't matter.'

If I'm going to go to this party, I should at least look a bit nice. It's not like I could get Harold to look nice though..

I walked into my closet and looked for an outfit. There's nothing here. I said to myself looking at my 'filled to the top with clothes' closet.

I decided on just grabbing one of my sisters dresses. I snuck into her room very quietly, while she was downstairs watching tv.

Once I was back in my room, I slid the dress on, and looked at myself in the mirror.

It was a pretty pink dress, perfect for parties. It hugged my body perfectly, and I smiled at myself in the mirror.

My smile turned into a frown as I felt my phone vibrate in my hand. Great.

Guess who it is? Harold.

From: Unknown

'Is it alright if I pick you up in half an hour?'

I sighed, adding him to my contacts, then replying.

To: Harold

'That sounds fine.'

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(HAROLD's POV)

I grabbed my hair gel and gelled my hair back a bit more, pulling down some hair that was sticking up.

I took off my glasses and washed them off, to get them to be clearer.

I was wearing the usual, skinnier pants, white shirt, blazer. But just for the party, I decided to be a rebel and not wear the blazer.

I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. I hope she likes me.

Once I was out the door and in my car, I started to get butterflies in my stomach. I didn't actually get butterflies in my stomach though, it's not like I ate any.

I was driving down the street and realized I had no clue where she lived and was caught up in the moment. I pulled off to the side of the street and texted her asking her where her house was located.