My new maid||h.s.(english)

ten

Harrys POV

While I was waiting for Sam, so that we could go to our 'date', I decided to call Liam. He was the only one who could at least give me some sort of advice. He picked up after a few rings.

"Hey man"

"Hey, it's Harry"

"I know dude, your name showed up" he laughed and I rolled my eyes.

"Oh shut up and listen, I have to ask you something, an advice."

"Well well, kill me if this isn't Harry Styles asking me for advice. What a day, shoot."

"So, I called you since you know all about the 'dates' stuff and believe me when I say that I could've handled it myself but this time, this time, it's different and I need somebody's else opinion." I scratched the back of my neck hoping he would've understood that I wasn't joking.

"Styles you're scaring me, so this is serious business. Who's the chick? Do I know her?"

Should I tell him? Truth or lie?

Lie.

"You don't know her. She's from my hometown." He made a humming noise, like he understood.

"Okay well, this is what I know about a girls taste: they like romantic shit. You know like holding the door for her or always paying so she doesn't have to, you know what I mean."

I didn't answer him right away because the sound of heels made my head turn. Then I saw her. I wasn't the kind of guy to say this but she looked beautiful: her dress accentuated her curves and my little friend over there liked the view too. When we made eye contact we smiled at each other.

"Mate, you're still there?" Liam asked me from the other side of the phone.

"Yeah, thank you for..ya know, for earlier. Gotta go."

"Oka-" I hung up. I approached her and she did the same; with those heels on she sure gained 2 inches.

"Hey" she greeted me shyly. What was there to be shy for from her part? I was the one who was about to have an erection.

"Hey, you look good." Did I just- I said 'good'- wow okay-way to go Harry.

"Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself." she nudged me with her elbow. "Shall we?"

"We shall." I took my keys from the counter and we exited the house. The wind slapped us in our faces and the night was only beginning.

Sams POV

We were in Harrys car and I was wearing his leather jacket. Why? I guess he saw me shivering outside so he decided to cover me up. I didn't argue about it of course.

"So..where are we going?"

"It's a surprise." he smirked at me and I showed my tongue at him. "Why do you have this big bag with you?"

"You know.. I'm not the best 'heels-walker' so I have my sandals here, just in case." I was so embarrassed to admit that but I would rather feel that way than having hurting feet.

"You're incredible." he laughed, shaking his head.

I swear to God that that smirk of his drives me crazy. Maybe it's from his tattoo sleeves or from his piercings or from his looks but something about him had me feeling some type of way, I liked it. From how he presents himself and if I didn't know the slightest bit of him, I would think that he's some heartless douchebag with no feelings. But he's actually being a good friend to me and even though we don't have the best relationship in the world, we are kinda working on it.