The Beat Of Our Hearts

Chapter 10: A Date To Remember

I open the door, knowing my parents, Mel and Aurora are watching me from the kitchen. Standing there infront of me is harry, dressed in a suit with a pink tie

He smiles, "Wow, you look...beautiful," he says and I can tell he's nervous.

"Thankyou," I giggle, "You look...wow," I say nervously, hearing how dumb I sound.

He laughs. "Thanks," he says as he takes my hand and kisses it, making me blush.

"So....should we go?" I say.

"Oh ya, sorry," he says leading me towards the car and opening the passengers seat for me.

"My ladie," he says as I throw my head back and laugh and he closes the door.

He crawls into the car and starts it, pulling away from my house as I nervously fiddle with my dress.

"Harry, where are we going?"

"You'll see when we get there, I have a very special night planned for us," he says and winks at me, making me laugh and shake my head.

We drive for a few minutes until pulling up outside La Grande Riviere, a fancy french restaurant I have always wanted to go to, but could never afford.

I stare at it, my mouth agape. "Harry, are we really going there?"

He smiles and comes to open the door for me. "Yep, I thought you might like it."

I nod, stepping out of the car, I give him a kiss on the cheek. "It's amazing, thankyou Harry."

He nods and takes my hand in his as we enter the restaurant.

Harry opens the door for me and I step inside. The restaurant opens into a huge layout with a high ceiling. A huge crystal chandelier hangs from the ceiling, glittering with light and casting light over the entire restaurant.

Waiters walk around, carrying trays of all types of different food, dressed in dress shirts and dresses.

I take it all in, staring in awe at the beauty of the restaurant.

"I take it you've never been somewhere like this," Harry says, smiling.

"Never," I say, my face displaying the excitement of a child.

"Come on," he says, holding my hand and leading me away.

"Huh, but I thought we had to wait for someone to seat us," I say, extremely confused.

"Not today...."

I look at him skeptically and follow, wondering where we are going.

We turn the corner to the back of the restaurant, and suddenly I see it.

Two chairs and a small table have been set up in the back corner of the restaurant. The table cloth is white and lacy and what looks like wine sits next to the platers on the table.

I gasp as my hand fly to my mouth. My hands settle on the chest as I smile.

"Harry...."

Suddenly a waiter comes and hands Harry a single red rose.

"For you," he says, handing me the rose, smiling the whole time.

I smile and take the rose as Harry takes me over to the table and pulls the chair out for me. I take a seat and place the rose next to my plate as Harry takes his spot across from me.

"Harry, this is all very lovely, but I can't drink...I'm only 17," I say, pointing to the wine.

He smirks and nods towards the glass, "Have a sip"