daddy's princess>h.s.

five.

bridgett.

I stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom, trying not to flip out because Harry is supposed to pick me up in a short five minutes. I'm not too sure why I agreed to this, or why I had the feeling that something could possibly go so wrong, or it could be so good.

The doorbell rang, and I froze in my spot, practically shaking because I was so nervous. I quickly ran down the stairs, trying not to fall.

I walked up to the door, running my hands down my dress trying to smooth it out, before opening the door, "Hi Harry, its nice to see you," I said, nervously smiling and looking up at him.

"Hello pretty girl, how are you?" he said smirking, noticing the annoying blush that had appeared on my cheeks.

"I'm okay, let me go grab my purse and then we can leave, you can come in if you'd like."

Harry.

Holy shit. I am so happy i bought that dress for her. I was taken aback by how attractive she looked.

I'm surprised by my actions right now, I don't understand how on the outside I can look so calm, but on the inside I am on the verge of an anxiety attack. God, she's so hot, how did I manage to get her attention. I heard little footsteps coming down the stairs, so i stood up from the bench by the door and got ready to see her again.

"Okay, let's get out of here," she said, sending me a small smile.

I opened the front door for her, and speed walked to the car so i could open the door for her, I need to make the best second impression that I can, I don't want to screw this up again.

We quickly made it to the restaurant that I made reservations at, pushing the memory of me almost falling out of the car a few minutes earlier out of my mind. I had chose the nicest restaurant to hopefully impress her, and it didn't seem to be working.

She looked out of it, like she was uninterested. We got seated and she stayed silent, not attempting to make any conversation with me. Had I done something wrong? Knowing me, I probably had.

"Are you okay?" I quickly said, hoping to break the awkward silence that had overcome the table.

She kept her eyes locked on her menu, slowly nodding her head, telling me she was fine. I didn't believe her one bit.

We ordered out food, and she still hadn't said a word. Did I look strange? Did I say something? She hasn't talked to me all night except for when I was at her door.

Suddenly, she reached her hand across the table and grabbed mine, saying "why are you acting this way?"

"What are you talking about?" I said, squinting my eyes in confusion.

"Why aren't you acting like yourself? I like the confident, bold Harry, not the nervous Harry, I feel like I'm on a date with a complete stranger."

She was right, I got so caught up in trying to impress her that had forgotten the real reason why I was here, I didn't only want her for her amazing personality, or her sweet sense of humor. I wanted her body, I wanted everything.

I quickly asked for the check and pulled her outside to the car, getting in and driving out of the parking lot, tires screeching from going so fast.

I pulled into an empty parking lot directly down the street, immediately parking. I pulled her across the center console and onto my lap, her eyes widening in surprise, causing me to smirk.

"If you wanted to have fun princess, all you had to do was ask."

My hands ran up her thighs as she placed her delicate lips on my neck, making a mark on me. She moaned against my neck and I grasped her ass, lightly squeezing it as she ran her hands down my back.

She began grinding onto me, my hard on becoming more and more prominent by the second. I pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her in a lacy bra. I unclasped her bra, taking in how gorgeous her body was. I teased her by lightly grabbing her nipples, her lightly moaning at my touch.

She bucked her hips while whining,"Stop teasing please."

I chuckled, quickly stopping once she continued grinding onto me, both of us becoming moaning messes.

I continued to play with her nipples, her biting her lip and throwing her head back. Watching her fall apart in front of me was the most attractive thing I've ever seen.

As we both came close to finishing, she slid off my lap and back into her seat. As she put her bra and shirt back on, leaving me confused and irritated, she looked at me and said,

"If you really want me, it's going to take a little more than a dinner date and some grinding to get me."

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