Who Won The Girl (Harry Styles)

Chapter 8

[Alexis' P.O.V]

''Yes!'' I try not to squeal.

''Great'' He gives me a toothless grin.

Oh my God. Ross.

I can't cancel on him. I can't allow myself to hurt him in that way. But at the same time, I'm not cancelling on Harry. I like him a lot and I'm quite relieved he feels the same way. I catch myself just staring at harry whilst deeply thinking about it.

''Umm?'' He says politely with a smile. 

''Oh, sorry'' I giggle nervously. Why am I messing this up already?

''I was actually really nervous asking you this'' He says, looking down. 

''I thought you'd never ask me!'' I blurt out and he just turns to me, smirking.

''Oh, so you fell for the charm all along?'' He winks and I felt a sudden rush of heat go up to my face.

''I suppose so'' I laugh. ''The charm of pulling your brothers suspenders so high and letting go making him jump'' I continue, and he laughs along. This reminds me, Ross.

We get to the house and Harry stops.

''So, what time?'' He asks.

I try to keep in mind Ross, being extra careful with the way I word things.

''Well, could we go at like..8?'' I say with a sweet smile, trying not to sound too guilty.

''Why so late?'' He looks confused. ''On a school night?''

''I've got a lot of..homework..and-'' I look for my words. ''And I want to finish it before we go so we can relax without having to rush'' My words finally come out. 

''Oh'' He breaks into a smile. ''That's thoughtful of you'' He says with a laugh.

''Isn't it just?'' I giggle. Close one. ''See you at 8''

 ''Wear something nice'' He says with a wink. Flirt.

I fiddle in my pockets trying to find my keys and I swing the door open, sprinting up the stairs into my room. I open my cupboard and throw everything out of it, deciding what to wear.

I might as well just wear something casual. I know Ross, he'll probably take me to some Library or something. 

I take out a creamy beige flowery vest shirt with a hoodie, jeans and flats to go with it. I sit down infront of my mirror and carefully apply the cosmetics to my face, putting my hair into a side braid.

[Ross' P.O.V]

What to do, what to do?

It's 4:40 and I'm supposed to pick her up at 5 and I'm still clueless as of what to wear. 

''I'm not a tidy person but you have made our room a mess'' Harry says sharply. ''I can't even see the floor''

''Yeah well this is important!'' I almost shout. 

''What are you even dressing up for?'' He asks, squinting his eyes a bit. 

''Interview with a university'' I say, still scanning through my closet. 

''Hah, I knew it'' Harry says with a laugh. Yeah, you knew it.

''Yes!'' I shout taking out a, what I think of, an impressive outfit. It was  a plain bow-tie that colour co-ordinates my stripy sweatshirt, with loose trousers and black, smart shoes. Perfect.

''Real classy'' Harry laughs, his eyes going back to the TV.

''I don't think I need fashion tips from you'' I say, opening his drawers, proving my point. 

I check my watch and realise there's only 5 minutes left. I run into the bathroom, neatly combing my hair backwards with gel, making sure there isn't even a hair sticking out. I take off my glasses, cleaning them with the cloth making them almost sparkle. 

''Well, good luck with the interview'' Harry smiles slyly. ''Don't make them like you too much'' He adds, sarcastically.

Oh trust me, I won't.

I ring Alexis' doorbell and anxiously wait, pacing up and down the path. She opens the door, smiling at me and I can't help but smile back, her smile is just so contagious.

''Uh hi'' I tremble nervously. ''You look nice'' I add. That's what you're meant to say right? I don't know. But she does look nice. She doesn't cake up make up and that's rare nowadays. 

''Thanks, you don't look too bad yourself'' She says playfully and I look down at myself, self-concious.

I open the car door and she steps in, the car suddenly smelling of strong perfume. 

''So, where are we going?'' She asks. 

''Well, I-I was thinking, history museum then italian resteraunt?'' I reply, glancing at her face a bit after checking the road to see her reaction. I'd like to say she looked at least slitely excited. 

''Cool'' She smiles, turning up the radio. 

''Shine bright like a diamond''

''Oh I love this song!'' She enthusiastically says.

I don't. It's overrated, but I'll go along with it. ''M-Me too, although, stars don't shine they reflect light'' 

''Really Ross?'' She asks, rolling her eyes playfully.

''Really'' I reply, and she laughs at my serious reaction.

[Alexis' P.O.V]

''Well, I was thinking, history museum then italian resteraunt?'' Although the idea of this didn't really exite me, I had to act like I was. Even a bit, I had to make it look like I'm enjoying myself.

I turn up the radio, to Rihanna's ''Diamonds'' playing.

''Oh I love this song!'' I try to start some kind of conversation.

''Me too, although, stars don't shine they reflect'' Of course he'd say that, I'm not surprised. 

He parks infront of a place which I think is the museum and I step out of the car, the cold air hitting me. 

((Hellooo. Sorry I didn't update yesterday, had an exam. But yeaah, so Alexis multi-tasks. Vote and Comment guys ily- @narrysgang_))