The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)

It' All In The Accent

After school as I'm at my locker I realize that it's Monday so Aria will be riding home with me and she doesn't leave until 5:00 so she'll have to be there with Harry and I for about half an hour. I don't want to make her uncomfortable.

"Hey how'd it go with Curly Fry?" asks Aria when she gets to her locker.

"It went well." I say failing at hiding my smile.

"Oooh how well?"

"Well, he's umm, coming over later." I say hiding my face in my locker.

"HE'S WHAT?!" exclaims Aria.

"Shhh. You two will only be there together for 30 minutes because he's not coming until 4:30 calm down."

"If I have to sit there and watch the both of you cuddle in the living room I'm going outside with the dogs."

"No it's not like that." I say.

"It's not a date?"

"Yes, it's a date but it's more of a study date in a way. We're doing a project together."

"So no cuddling?"

"Nope."

"Good."

"At least not when you're there."
I say in a whisper when she turns to go wait outside for my stepmom.

-------------At Eden's House-------------

It's past 4:30, I sent Harry the address but he hasn't answered yet. He's probably not coming I knew him wanting to be with me was too good to be true.

I hear the doorbell ring downstairs and I quickly look outside to see nothing but a bike laying out in the front yard. I go to answer the door and it's Harry.

"Hey, you're late, Dimples." I say jokingly.

"Sorry I had to get these," he says pulling out chocolate covered strawberries from his backpack.

"A gentleman never comes to someone's home empty handed. My mum taught me that."

"Thanks but if you plan on feeding me those, you've got another thing coming. I like to feed myself."

"I'll just bring chips next time."

"You better make a good impression on my dad or there won't be a next time." I say walking him to the kitchen.

My dad is reading the front of the newspaper as he waits for his food to heat up in the microwave.

"Hi dad, this is my friend, Harry."

"Oh hi." says my dad putting down the paper and walking over to greet him.

"Hello, Mr. Nolle." says Harry reaching out and shaking my father's hand.

"You can call me, Mitch."

"Ok, Mr. Mitch." Harry says with his signature cheeky smile that I've grown to love.

"Where are you from?" asks my dad.

"Cheshire, England sir."

"That's really neat, Edith has lived here her whole life but I lived in Italy for a while before moving to LA."

Eww. My dad just called me Edith, eww.

The microwave beeps and my dad excuses himself and goes to get his food.

"It was my pleasure to meet you and if you need anything I'm down here." says my dad.

"Thank you, Mr. Mitch." says Harry as I walk him upstairs to my bedroom.

Aria is spread across my bed reading a Seventeen magazine.

"Hey what took you guys so long?" she asks.

"I was just introducing Harry to my dad."

"Hi, Aria." says Harry.

"Hey. I actually gotta' go wait for my mom downstairs she said she's almost here."

"See you later, Aria." I say.

"Later." she says, throwing up a peace sign and walking out the door.

"So what should we do for the project?" I ask.

"I was thinking we could write a song."

"Harry, you can sing, I can't."

"If you don't feel comfortable singing you can just do the writing portion."

"Ok then, what should it be about?" I ask.

"I don't know maybe it should be about how you feel." he says, rubbing the tip of his pinky finger against the back of mine.

"Maybe we could write about how easy it was to get my dad to like you, that was truly amazing. How'd you do that anyway?"

"It's all in the accent, darling."