The Styles Brothers | Harry Styles

Chapter 33. Dinner

Harrys POV

Her eyes are wide and her mouth open. This seems fucking stupid now. Without taking her eyes from the table, she puts the flowers onto the desk and and walks towards the dinner table. She brush her hand over the table and admire what I've made for her. She pull her mouth into a small smile and her eyes catch mine. Maybe this isn't as stupid as I think it is. It is maybe a bit overwhelming for her, but I am not good at all this taking it slow shit. I am used to just do things right away, without over thinking it. She is not that kind of girl, I know that, she wasn't back then either, but I somehow feel like she have a thing for me. She can't resist me. I feel the electricity between us when we touch and I know she does too. Tonight, I wanted to show her that I am not just here to get in her pants, but I am here to get to know her and show her that I want to build a relationship with her. Right now, I just want to push her against the wall and grab her bum. I want to kiss her soft lips over and over again, and it annoys me that she want to take it slow. I heard it all this morning, I heard her talk about how Andy is already with another girl. It sickens me to think that he probably have been cheating on her the whole time. No one should hurt her, ever, she doesn't deserve that in any way.

Elizabeth: ''You made this?'' She smiles.

Harry: ''Yea.'' My hands are behind my back and I play around with my feet.

Elizabeth: ''I, this is, wow.'' She smile and walk towards me.

Harry: ''You like it?'' It's hard not to make eye contact with her.

Elizabeth: ''No.'' I quickly look up and widen my eyes. Fuck.

Harry: ''What?'' I can't focus right now.

Elizabeth: ''I love it.'' She take my hands.

She almost gave me a heart attack. Seriously. That wasn't even funny. I breath out a deep breath I didn't even knew I was holding in and look down to our hands. She is holding my hand. Is this a good thing? It has to be. She lay her head on my chest and her arms tighten around my waist. Should I hug back? Yes, yes I should. I place my arms around her neck and shoulders and slightly tighten my grip. I surely hope this girl is hungry, or else I've been doing all this for nothing.

Harry: ''Please tell me you're hungry.'' I say, still hugging her.

Elizabeth: ''Hungry? I could eat a zebra.'' She laughs and I join.

I pull out of the hug and lead her to the table. I pull out her chair for her and she sit down thanking me with a smile. She still admire the table and to be honest, I think I did pretty well. I got candles, floral napkins, and good food. It all looks well decorated. I sit down opposite her and I start filling my plate with food and so does Elizabeth. She looks cute when she eats. She is definitely not good at it, but I admire her awkwardness.

The dinner is quiet, not awkward, just quiet, but in a good way. I laugh at her when she spills something and her cheeks getting red. She is adorable.

Elizabeth: ''I still can't believe you did all this for me.'' She smiles.

Harry: ''Me neither.'' I say and she looks up at me.

Elizabeth: ''Thank you, really, thank you.'' She smiles.

Harry: ''It's nothing El.'' I assure her.

Elizabeth: ''How long did this take you?'' 

Harry: ''Not that long.'' I lie. It took forever.

Elizabeth: ''Oh.''

Fuck, did I say something wrong? I surely don't hope so. I repeat the few sentences we spoke before and I can't put my finger on what I said wrong? Did I say something wrong at all? Maybe she is thinking about Andy, or Joe. Wait, where is Joe anyway? Shouldn't he be home with her? Maybe he is out for laid. He could use that. He seems so quiet and nervous about everything, I actually can't imagine him getting laid. Not that I want to.