With Your Love

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

"So how are you and Steven doing? Are you two like, together now or something?" I ask Kris as I walk out of the bathroom from putting my hair in a bun and brushing my teeth. We talked about their date for about an hour. He took her to Red Lobster and they went to see World War Z, which is the best movie EVER.

"Umm. You know what, I have no idea. We've never really talked about it. It has crossed my mind a few times but I could never find the right time to bring it up." She climbs into her bed and props herself up on her elbow.

"Well, you should. Steven seems like a great guy."

"He is." She says while smiling at the ground.

Oh yeah, she's in deep. I can tell how happy he makes her and by first impression, he seems to really care for her.

"So, um what are you gonna do tomorrow?" I ask, flopping down onto my bed.

"I'll probably call my mom and tell her how things are going. You know how much she worries and then I guess I'll call...Sarah. I met her in my film class. I'll probably hang out with her." She nods her head, agreeing with her plans. I realize I haven't talked to my parents either. I'll call them tomorrow.

I didn't really do anything after Harry dropped me off earlier. I mainly just spent most of my time on my laptop and listened to music. When Kris got home from Starbucks we talked about random things and watched videos on YouTube.

"Okay. Night Kris." I say with a yawn, but she's already asleep.

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I sat up in my bed after waking up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes. I picked up my phone and checked the time and saw that it was 12:40. Woah I forgot to set my alarm. I learned awhile back that if I don't set my alarm every night to wake me up, I'll manage to sleep all day. I got up and noticed that Kris was gone. She's probably with that Sarah girl. I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror, deciding to use this time to myself to think.

Harry. Boy oh boy, what am I gonna do about him. I'm going on another date with him today and I'm even more nervous about it than I was for the first one. I don't have Kris here to convince me that everything will be fine. Our first date obviously didn't go so well and I already ended up in his bed. Louis slowly crept his way into my thoughts and I started to compare the two of them.

Louis is someone my parents would be satisfied with if we were together. Harry, not so much. I highly doubt they would even consider it. The first thing they would look at was his tattoos and they would instantly disapprove. I had grown very fond of his tattoos though. They made him look more grown up and desirable than badass.

He was incredibly cocky. To some people they would thing it was irritating, at times I agreed, but it showed how confident he was. There's a lot more to Harry Styles than meets the eye and I'm determined to find out.

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It's now 4:00 and I don't know what to wear! Every outfit that I pulled out, I thought was either inappropriate for the occasion or not what I wanted. What I'd do to have Kris right now.

As if the Lord answered my prayers, in walks Kris with three to four shopping bags in both her hands and an exhausted expression on her face. She dropped her bags beside her bed and then fell face first, burying her face in her pillow.

"No, don't go to sleep yet. I need you to help me pick out an outfit!" I said while shaking her.

She groans loudly and stomps over to the closet pulling out a red, white, blue & black stripped shirt and a pair of shorts, placing it on my bed.

"You know, it really isn't that hard to pick out a casual outfit." She says with a roll of her eyes.

"I know. I guess I'm just nervous."

"Why? You've already been on a date and spent the night with him."

I look down at the ground and played with my fingernails, not liking that last fact.

"Sorry, but why are you nervous?" She asks again.

"Well, our first date didn't go the way we wanted it to and I just want this one to be perfect."

"Just be yourself and try not to worry so much about it. It will be fine."

I look over at the clock. 4:30. Okay, time to get ready. I pull off my sweatshirt and go to the bathroom to do my hair. I just pull my hair into a high ponytail and brush my teeth.

After I put my phone into the back pocket of my shorts, I hear a knock at the door. By this time Kris is wrapped in her blanket, fast asleep. So, I put on my Chuck Taylors and answer it.

I see Harry leaning against the door frame, scrolling through his phone. He's wearing his usual dark skinny jeans and white converse, but today he has on a plaid button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms and a snapback that was turned backwards, his curls poking out the sides. I may just like this look better than his original. He looks up and smiles once he sees me.

"Hey beautiful. Ready to go?" The way he calls me beautiful makes my stomach erupt with butterflies. He holds out his hand and I don't hesitate to take it.

"So where are you taking me today?" I ask once he's seated in the drivers seat.

"You'll see when we-"

"Oh no. You said that yesterday. If there's one thing you should know about me, it's that I hate surprises." I cut him off. He chuckles and shakes his head.

"Fine. I'll give you a hint. It has games, rides and lots of different foods." He gives me a questioning look.

A wide smile spreads onto my face.

"The Fair!?" I say, practically bouncing in my seat. He looks at me like I've lost it.

"Yeah. We're going to the Fair."

I haven't been to the Fair since I was 10, so I'm more than excited.

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Harry's POV

Man, I swear this girl gets more and more beautiful every time I see her. The way her long silky black hair always seems to flow perfectly around her face. Her bright baby blue eyes always find a way to capture my attention when she talks to me. The way her full lips form every word perfectly. I'm trying to stay above the shoulders as I name all these beautiful characteristics about this girl, but it's getting difficult. I mean with legs like those, it's hard not to say something. She nearly killed me when she answered the door in those heels yesterday. Dear god.

Even in a regular everyday shirt and some shorts, she still manages to blow my mind.

"The Fair!?" She practically yells towards me, making me jump.

"Yeah. We're going to the Fair." She start bouncing in her seat, a huge smile on her face.

I have a feeling I'm gonna have my hands full today.