Small Bump

Prologue.

After that night, Harry and I could not stop smiling.

Harry and I met 4 years ago on a blind date and I had no idea it was going to be him. Gemma (who is Harry's older sister) and I lived in the same apartment as I was attending The Royal College of Music studying piano. It was my first semester in London, and when she offered to set me up with someone, I thought it would be fun. 

It was the month of November and I remember walking into the cute and quaint restaurant and being honestly a little shocked to see Harry Styles sitting at a table waiting for me. I had met him a few times when visiting her home, but it was mostly in passing due to his busy schedule.

Flashback\\

My breath immediately hitched in my throat as my heart started pounding and palms started sweating. All that went through my head is 'how have I not seen him in this way before?' As he looked up, he had that crooked smile on his face, and don't even get me started on those dimples.

"You look lovely" he said standing up and walking over to placing his hand on the small of my back as he placed a chaste kiss on my cheek.

"Thank you." I smiled pulling away, looking down and blushing.

I looked into his beautiful eyes, and we stood there for a second until he coughed and looked away laughing.

"Here, come sit" he breathed pulling out my chair. I took of my coat and placed it on the back of it, thanking him for the sweet gesture.

"I would have never thought your sister would set us up on a blind date, that little sneak." I chuckled.

He laughed at my comment, the skin outside of his eyes crinkling and dimples becoming evident.

"I know, it's kind of weird. We've only talked a couple times." he paused looking down blushing, "Gemma would always beg me to ask you out, but I was always too scared." he lightly laughed.

I smiled back, "Scared? Of what?"

"Look at you, you're gorgeous and my sister's best friend. Isn't there like a rule between girls? You never date your best friends brother?"

I laughed, covering my mouth with my hand, "No rule that I know of between she and I, and thank you." I grinned.

"Well, we'd better decide what to order" he said returning the smile and opening his menu.

During dinner we shared many laughs and nice conversations. I've really never hit it off this well with any guys I've gone on dates with. They were usually arrogant or I just wasn't very attracted to them. Granted I was only 19, this was nice for a change, to go out with someone who was genuine and a gentleman which in my opinion is very hard to find. Harry wasn't who I was expecting him to be. I always knew he was nice, but I didn't expect him to be as silly and down to earth as he is.

After dinner we decided to go downtown and walk through the streets. It was pretty chilly, especially with the sun going down so I buried my hands into my coat pockets seeing as I forgot to grab gloves. I wasn't used to this kind of weather being from California. We didn't say much as we first started walking, just content with the comfortable silence.

"Why did you want to attend college in London?" He asked looking down at me.

"Truthfully, I don't know. I really love California, and I was lucky enough to get full ride to most of the colleges I applied to" I said as I shrugged, "but I think I just needed a change. Growing up in the same house and town my entire life I didn't necessarily want to leave, but I wanted to meet new people. I wanted to study music in a new place, where not everyone knows at what level you are and everything you've done, you know?" He nodded understandingly. "Growing up, I was always compared to others and their music capabilities. It was my dream to go somewhere and be my own person. I wanted to show others and myself that I was more than what people expected out of me. It scared the hell out of me to think about going somewhere new, especially out of the country, but I decided it was something I dreamed of so I needed to go for it."