Jamies POV
"Really? A dance?" Harry complains as I mention it. The spring dance was coming up and I wanted to go with Harry "yes a dance. It would be fun" I smile trying to lighten the mood. He eases back from his position "cmon it will be fun! Music,dancing,dresses,tuxes-" "I don't wear tuxes" Harry cuts me off "then go in a t-shit I don't care I just really would enjoy going" I say but he rubs the back of his neck "im not into dances, its not my scene" he differs looking uneasy. It hurt a little knowing he wont go to the dance with me, or ask like a boyfriend should. But I didn't have any idea of how I was gonna get him to go.
I stand up and turn to him "fine" I say crossing my arms and heading up the stairs, frustrated. My first dance with Harry and he wont even bring me. Well maybe watching you fix some dumb motorcycle with Niall isn't my scene. But I do it because I know Harry likes motorcycles. And I wouldn't stop him from going. I sigh and go into Harrys room to think this through. This means something to me because I would love to go dress shopping, get my cutesy picture with Harry, dance with Avery, Harry, and Niall and just have a fun time. I suddenly hear my phone ring. I walk over and answer it
"hello?" I ask
"Jamie! Youll never believe what Niall did!"
I already knew the answer but I wasn't gonna kill her excitement
"what?" I ask trying to look clueless
"Well he came over in a tux, which I would never believe he would wear but he did! Anyway he brought over little cupcakes that spelled out 'will you go to the dance with me?' it was so cute!" she cheered. Niall can man up enough to wear a tux but Harry cant?
'Im happy for you!" I say with excitement for my best friend
"thanks! Did Harry ask you?" and theres the question. What ticks me off is the dance is in 2 days and Harry had 4 weeks to ask,yet he didn't
"no" I sigh
"Im sure he will. Anyway I gotta go, love ya" and with that she signed off
I heard the door opening and see Harry stepping in "you ok?" he asked looking at the floor "yeah im fine" I lied. He walks over and sits on the bed beside me "im sorry about the dance thing" he apoligisies which gets me a bit excited that maybe he will ask me after all "its ok" I say hoping the next thing will be 'Jamie, will you go to the dance with me?' "do you wanna watch a movie?" he asks instead. Shooting all my hopes down in six words. "No im not in the mood" I turn down shooting him daggers "why?" he asks "no reason, its not my scene" I say hitting him with his own words. I get up and grab my keys "where are you going?" Harry asks following me "just gonna clear my head" I answer as I make it to the front door. I go straight to my car and back out, hoping to clear my head
Harrys POV
This couldn't really be bugging Jamie that badly right? But I knew the answer. I would bring her I just don't think I would fit in. I don't like tuxes,cant dance, and I don't clean up as well as every other guy there. If I went there then I would be making a fool of myself and Jamie. Jamie deserved to go with someone who fits in well at dances. But she will get over this right?
"Hey Harry, where is Jamie going?" my mum asks as I enter the kitchen "shes mad at me" I admit sitting on the chair. "Why?" my mum asks in concern for Jamie and I "she wants to go to this dance at my school but I cant take her" I shrug. My mum playfully hits me with the dishrag "Harry Edward Styles, why cant you take this girl to the dance?" she asks sitting beside me "because I don't fit in well at dances. Everyone looks so clean cut and formal and im not like any of that. If I go then I will just be embarresing Jamie" I admit while looking at me lap "Harry" my mum says hugging me "Jamie doesn't care how you look at the dance, she loves you and wants to show the other kids at school that she does by you being her date" my mum says grinning "im not like the other kids. I got tattoos and not the sorta image a parent would want her daughter to take home. You can ask Jamies own parents" I shrug "Harry, do you really think Jamies concerned with what her parents think? She loves you baby, tattoos and all. If she wanted a different boy then she would settle for one. But she loves you and she just wants you to take her" my mum says comforting me. Also making it seem easier then it is "do you love Jamie?" my mum asks oddly "yes" I answer obviously "how much?" she adds on "more then anything" I answer cracking a small smile "would you do anything for her?" she asks also "of course" "then bring her to the dance, it will make her happy. She will really appreciate it" my mum concludes, standing up and fininshing the dishes.
How do I take this? Ill need sometime to figure this out.
