Unpredictable Love

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The heels I'm wearing click against the floor as I make my way to the living room. Just as I enter the room Aunt Jocelyn stops mid-sentence and smiles in my direction. Harry notices her distraction and turns around to look at me. His eyes nearly jump out of his head.

"You guys are making me uncomfortable staring at me that way." I mumble awkwardly and Harry laughs, a big smile growing on his face.

"You look beautiful." He says in his husky, comforting voice. My heart swells and we make eye contact for a moment. Thoughts of my dad come to me, he was the only other man to call me beautiful. Most guys were just disgusting pigs, trying to get into my pants, saying all types of raunchy things. My eyes dart away from Harry's and I look over at Aunt Jocelyn.

"You two should get going!" She encourages enthusiastically while waving her hands. Harry extends his hand toward me and laces his fingers through mine. A warm tingling electricity feeling darts up my entire limb. It's a nice feeling, but at the same time it's so alien to me that I'm not quite sure how to react. Harry leads me outside to his gorgeous corvette and opens the passenger side door for me, which I graciously accept.

Harry jogs around the front of the car and climbs into the car. After his seatbelt is fastened he turns to look at me with a huge smile on his face. His dimples are so prominent and he seems so happy that I cant't help but return the smile. Surprisingly, the smile I give him is genuine. "So where are we off to Harry?" I ask trying to contain my excitement.

He stares deeply into my eyes, his green orbs piercing through mine. Harry begins leaning close to me, beckoning me with his hand to do the same. Following his lead, I start leaning towards Harry and we hold our eye contact. For a moment I start to worry. When our faces were about an inch apart, Harry whispers, "Can't tell ya, it's a secret." Playfully, I slap his shoulder lightly and burst out laughing. The car is pulling out from the driveway and I'm still recovering from my fit of laughter. Harry gives me a sideways glance as he drives.

"You have a lovely laugh Karleigh." Harry murmurs. I suddenly don't find anything all that funny anymore. My lips fall into a flat pucker and I flicker my eyes toward the window not really knowing how to respond to his comment.

After about twenty minutes, we're surrounded by buildings and the anticipation is killing me. Subconsciously I begin fiddling with my thumbs and tapping my feet. A devious smirk appears on Harry's face. "Anxious much? Well we're here so you can calm down." He chuckles.

I'm glancing around feeling highly confused. If I'm not mistaken, we're at an airport, parked in the parking garage. What the hell is going on... As I get out of the car, I shoot Harry a look of skepticism and he winks at me. As we're walking into the airport I notice Harry's eyes flicker down to my hand then dart away, as if debating to hold my hand again. For some reason I feel slightly disappointed that he doesn't and I almost goad him into doing it.

We travel through the airport and I'm becoming more confused and curious with every passing second. Finally we arrive in front of a Tokyo styled Steakhouse. Crowds were forming all around the airport and I reach for Harry's hand and try to act nonchalant. Harry doesn't go without noticing because he gives my hand a slight squeeze that makes my stomach flutter. An Asian woman with a neat bun and fancy makeup greets Harry with a warm smile. "Table for two, under Styles." He told the woman and she starts checking for his name on her reservation list.

"Right this way, Mr. Styles." She said as she led us off to a remotely private area of the restaurant. We take our seats in the booth and the Asian woman leaves us to examine the menu.

Harry looks at me with a certain twinkle in his eyes that I can't quite read.

"I specifically asked them to put us in a booth in this area." Harry says with a mischievous smirk.