All That Matters

Chapter 7

"Is Liam on his way back yet?" Danielle asks. I check my phone and read my message from him.

*On my way, I can come over after I change.*

I had told him to come over once he got back so Danielle can surprise him. He still had no idea she was here, and she was bursting at the seems with excitement.

"Lets just go wait at his house, I have a key," I suggest which makes her smile even wider.

We both hurry down the stairs and find Louis and another guy sitting at the counter. He greeted us with a smile.

"Hey Darsey, I want you to meet Tanner. He just started playing with my football- sorry, Soccer team." Louis stumbles. Im always getting on his case with his British words.

Luckily he seems to have forgotten about our conversation last night.

"Nice to meet you," He says, not bothering to hide the fact that he was checking me and Danielle out. He's quite good looking if I do say so myself. But nothing compared to Harry... What? Why am I even thinking that?

"Nice to meet you too," I flash a smile.

"I have to run across the street with Danielle really quick but I'll be back." I say as Dani and I continue and rush out the front door.

When we get inside Liam's huge house she sets her stuff down in his room and hurries back down the stairs.

We both wait by the front door anxiously until we hear a click and the door swing open.

Immediately as Liam spotted Danielle he smiled wider then I have ever seen.

He wraps his arms around her as she giggles and hugged him back.

I sneak out behind them and check my phone as I walk down the sidewalk.

I don't realize the car parked until I practically run into it. I stumble back and see Harry in the drivers seat, also looking at his phone.

I begin to contemplate my next move. Should I say hi? Should I just walk by like I didn't notice? He hasn't seen me yet.

I go with the second choice. I walk in front of his car, hoping he doesn't look up and see me. I want to talk to him... But at the same time I'm afraid the sweet and soft Harry that was so friendly yesterday isn't present.

As I continue I hear the car door open.

"Hey Darsey," I hear the familiar deep British accent that gives me butterflies in my stomach.

"Oh, hey Harry," I smile and turn back to him. "What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Dropping off Liam. Why were you at his house?" He asks.

"His girlfriend is in town but she stayed at my house for the night." I say, gesturing to me and Lou's house.

"Well, I had no idea you live here," He comments with a small grin on his face.

"Yeah, Louis and I moved in a few months ago." I say. His expression flattens at the mention of Louis. He shakes his head as if clearing his mind. He looks nervous... I've honestly never seen him like this before.

"You want to go to... To dinner with me later...?" He looks down at his feet.

"Sure!" I say quickly, probably too quickly.

"I'll pick you up at six," He doesn't make eye contact with me, he just smiles and get back into his Corvette and pulls away.

I laugh under my breath and walk up the steps and through my front door to see Louis and Tanner in the same spot, laughing.

"Hey Darsey do you want to come to my Soccer game?" Louis asks when I walk in.

"When does it end?" I ask as I sit next to him.

"4 o'clock; why?" Louis asks.

"I have plans," I try to avoid telling him about Harry and I going to dinner.

"Ok, it starts at 1 but we have to be there in about 10 minutes." He says, not questioning me further.

I nod and we talk aimlessly for a couple minutes before getting into Louis' other car, his Charger.

(He has a lot of money...)

I slide into the back seat and gaze out the window at the white sky. We drive for a little while, but I'm not paying much attention to what Louis and Tanner are saying. They keep rambling on about soccer teams and stuff. I find myself thinking about Harry- daydreaming, mostly.

"Do you Darsey?" I snap back into reality.

"What?" I say quickly.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" Tanner asks, only to be glared down by Louis.

He's a little protective sometimes.

How do I answer? Harry and I don't go by the title, at least I don't think. Plus, he probably doesn't even like me back. He's probably playing me. But I definitely like him; but Louis can't know that.

I shake my head after a few moments. Tanner sits back in his seat and glances at Louis' threatening expression with a grin. Why did Louis get so mad about that?