6 ~ lingering stares and penne with vodka sauce

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Tourist
   ~ Yuna

I don't feel like being somewhere else
I guess I wouldn't mind
to fall in love a little bit
Ouch I think I fell a little more
Hanging onto nothing
I wouldn't change a thing
Stay where you are now

"A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you"
                        ~ Elbert Hubbard

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Her.

I was nervous. Extremely nervous. I had dressed somewhat casual, and I still felt like I looked awful. My closet was a wreck, me changing several different times until I settled on jeans with strappy heels and a stripped chiffon shirt.

My driver was given the day off since Harry insisted multiple times that he pick me up and take me home, and it wasn't a proper date if he didn't pick me up. I tried to protest, not wanting him to go out of his way until he said he wouldn't feel like a gentlemen if I came alone.

Grabbing my bag off of the counter I started to walk out my apartment when I heard my phone ding. It was a text from Harry, telling me he was here waiting for me outside my building.

Walking out my building I thanked the gentlemen who opened the door for me, before looking up to see Harry. Harry quite took my breath away if I was being honest. His hair was in the usual messy chocolate curls, and he wore those infamous tight black jeans that made his long legs look delicious in more ways than one. He paired it with YSL boots and a suede green trench coat that made the outfit look amazing.

I really appreciated a man who could dress well, as fashion was my profession. My attraction to Harry had somewhat swelled, which I didn't even think was possible.

"Hi Harry" I said with a shy smile, eyes cast downward toward my feet. I wasn't sure how this was going to go but I could feel how nervous I was.

"Hello Odessa. Are you ready?" He seemed a little nervous as well, which eased mine a bit but not much. I hadn't been on a date in a very long time. Half of me was screaming to turn around and not get involved when him anymore. I was already so deep, emerged in the person that was Harry.

"I am." He opened the door for me and helped me into his car. He didn't hesitate to buckle my seat belt for me which made me giggle. His head had shot up toward me and a million dollar grin had formed on his face. He placed a small kiss on my cheek, before closing the door and jogging over to his side.

Hopping in he started the engine but didn't start to drive. I looked at him with confusion before he took my hand.

"You look really beautiful Odessa, I can't seem to keep my eyes off of you, but that's an everyday thing."  I'm sure my cheeks were beet red at this point and he could hear my heart pounding in my chest.

"Thank you" I said quietly as I tried to control my embarrassingly strong blushing. He just chuckled and brought my hand to his lips as he pulled out. He didn't let go of my hand the entire ride home.

After the short drive Harry had pulled into valet. He hopped out of the car and jogged over to my side opening the door for me, beating both myself and the valet. He helped me out and gave the valet his keys. Opening the door for me again we walked into the elevator and he presses the button for his apartment.

On the way up Harry didn't hesitate to tug me into his embrace tightly, squeezing me like he was a little afraid I'd disappear.

"I missed you" he says. I don't say anything back. I just pull him closer. My head is lying on his shoulder and that wave of calm flowed over me again. We stayed that way until we heard the familiar ding of the elevator.

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