Oh, Marcel!

"Just One Date?"

~Marcel~

"How do you feel?" Harry asks, gripping the steering wheel as the light turns green.

I touch my face. No glasses, contacts instead.

"Really weird that I can actually see so clear without any glasses."

"That's cool." Harry chuckles and makes a turn. He zooms down the street, coming to a smooth stop at a stop sign.

"Will you go easy on my car? That's my baby! You can do that to your own car not mine." I say, but can't contain my laughter as he shoots me a goofy grin.

"Hey, you know your eyes look so cool." He says talking about my contacts. I had chosen to get brown ones that made my eyes sort of hazel colored. Harry thought I did it to be cool, in reality I didn't want to get confused with him.

"Thanks. They are neat. I wonder what Ember will think."

"You really, really like her. It's all you talk about." Harry quips and pulls into our driveway. Mom and Dad weren't returning until December, so we had the house to ourselves for awhile. It just seems like something they would do. Find their long lost son and then ditch him with their other son.

"I can't help it!" I smile thinking about her. I had texted her a few times since the other day when I dropped her at home. She said her mom and she had a talk and she decided to stay with Jimmy awhile longer. Although I don't know why she wanted to do that.

"I wish I had someone like her." Harry's face clouds over. He turns the car off and tosses me the keys.

"You're Harry Styles. Why is it so hard to get a girl?" I ask and shut my door.

"Everyone says that. They think it's just so easy! But it's hard to find someone that likes you for you and not Harry Styles the famous singer." I unlock the door and he walks in behind me.

"Well, uh, Ember has this friend Emily. Maybe I could introduce you?" Harry sighs.

"She's probably a fan of One Direction. I don't know."

"No. She isn't one of those people. Well she likes you guys, but she's not crazy. She's really nice. Ember told me that sometimes she tried to smile at me in the hallways, but I'm too shy to ever look up."

"If you were to shy for her, then how the hell did you get Ember?" Harry's clearly trying to change the subject, but I don't want to let this one slide.

"She asked if I could give her a tour, and she wanted to eat lunch with me. I honestly don't know, but I'm glad. Look at me now." Harry glances up from his phone.

"We look alike now. Except, I'll have to take you shopping. Hey wanna go shopping now?" His eyes twinkle.

"We can go shopping if you agree to take Emily on a date, if she's okay with it that is." I cross my arms and wait from him to answer. He scrunches his nose as he takes in into consideration.

"Just one date?"

"Uno." I hold up my finger.

"Fine. Let's go shopping.!" Harry stands up and is at the door before I can even uncross my arms. My lips curl up into a half smirk as I follow him out the door, keys in my hand because I can't bear to see him drive my car again.

He told me this morining that he liked my car better than his Range Rover. That was cool with me.

"Ready to go?" I ask Harry as I hop into the front seat and start the car.

"Duh! Let's go, mate!"

It's weird that he calls me mate. Guess I'm not used to British accents and phrases.