* Zoe's POV*
Too slutty. Too small. Ew why do I even own that? Jesus. It can't be that hard to pick an outfit. Right. First date. What do I wear for a first date? I scraped through my wardrobe, picking out different items of clothing. I sighed at every single one, nothing seeming good enough. I sat down on the bed, still in my towel from my shower and flung myself backwards. I shouldn't be getting this stressed, it'll cause a break out of spots, but I have no idea. I pulled myself back up.
"Come on Zoe. Pull yourself together." I spoke to myself. I got up and walked over to my wardrobe once again, filtering through the outfits. I pulled out a turquoise skater dress. This looks good. I put on my underwear, slipping the dress over my head and stepping in front of the mirror. My eyes flickered over the clock, noticing I only have 20 minutes to do my hair and makeup. Shit! I ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
"ZOE WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT SLAMMING THOSE DOORS?!" My housemate Jazz yelled.
"SORRY!" I shouted back. I did my makeup perfectly, wiping away every little smudge. It was just my hair that was the problem.
"JAZZY?" I yelled down the stairs.
"WHAT?" she shouted back.
"CAN YOU COME HELP ME?"
"DOES IT REQUIRE GETTING UP?!" She asked.
"YES. GET YOUR ASS UP HERE." I heard her groan before her footsteps sounded running up the stairs.
"What do you need? Woah you look nice." she complimented.
"Thanks, but I need your help with my hair, I don't know what to do with it!" I yelled, my face getting flustered.
"Woah woah okay, calm down. Let me see what I can do." she said, inspecting my hair. She pulled out my little stool by my dressing table.
"Sit." She instructed, patting the seat. Her hands got quickly to work, brushing and tugging at my head. After about 10 minutes she finally stepped away, allowing me to look in the mirror. Wow. She had straightened it, clipping the front of my hair back leaving the straight locks running down my back and my fringe down.
"Wow. Thank you!" I cheered, getting up and hugging her.
"You're welcome." she hugged me back. "Now go get some shoes on, I just heard a car door!" she ushered me out of the room. I slipped my shoes on just in time as the doorbell rang. I took in a deep breath, composing myself. My hand covered the door handle, pulling the front door open.
"Hi." I smiled. There he was. His brown curls in an organised mess on the top of his head. His legs were sucked into a pair of black skinny jeans, a plain white top covering the top of his body, a black blazer around him, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
"Hey gorgeous." he smirked. "You look incredible."
"Thanks." I blushed. I heard Jazz wolf whistle from the living room, I picked up a shoe lying next to me and threw it at her.
"Ow!"
I heard Harry chuckle as I straightened myself up again.
"Ready to go?" he asked. I nodded as he held his arm out to me.
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The date went amazingly. Harry's body moving closer to mine, laughs and secrets shared. It was the perfect night. We were now walking back to my door, his blazer surrounding my shoulders. He had given it to me earlier that night.
"So." I said as we arrived.
"So." he echoed.
"I had an amazing night, thank you Harry." I smiled.
"Me too. Do you....I mean, do you mind if I just..." he shuffled closer, placing his hand on my cheek, thumb stroking up and down slowly. I stepped closer to him, our bodies now touching. He leaned down, my nose catching whiffs of his aftershave. His lips softly pressed to mine, my eyelids fluttering closed at the touch. He soon gained confidence, deepening the kiss. I responded, moving my mouth sweetly against his. A strange feeling erupted in my stomach, filling my body with warmth. He pulled away resting his forehead against mine. I opened my eyes to see his piercing green ones staring at me.
"You're...you're incredible." he whispered. I shyly smiled, his hand still resting on my cheek.
"Do-Do you, maybe want to come inside?" I asked. "Jazz'll probably be out with Liam."
He smirked, understanding what I meant. "Sure."
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- Jazz - x
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