I've Fallen For My Teacher (A Louis Tomlinson Fanfic) *COMPLETED*

Chapter 19 Pt 1

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Chapter 19 Pt I

*Katherine's POV*

I blushed and look down then back into his green orbs.

Harry cleans up really nice and I mean really nice. His hair was pushed back and I feel like his eyes gotten more brighter than usual. He was wearing a suit and had a pink rose it the front pocket. He had an underneath shirt that was white and a black bow tie. So we're going somewhere fancy now? Interesting.

Jennifer was off to the side of the door. I took a few more steps until I was face to face with Harry. These high heels made me taller. In reality I'm short. High heels make everything better. We both leaned in and kissed each other. We pulled apart and he whispered in my ear, "You look so amazing babe,"

"You don't look so bad yourself," I winked at him and walked straight forward outside.

"Have her home by 8!" I hear Jennifer.

I turn around and say, "You're not my mother," I glared at her playfully.

"Still," She pointed a finger at me.

"Ugh, yes mum!" I said playing along.

She closed the door and Harry and I went inside his new car that he bought: A midnight blue BMW. He opened the passenger door for me and smiled, "Here you go babe,"

I smiled at the ground and said, "Thank you," I put my left leg in first following with my right.

Harry then closed the door and jogged around the car and into the driver's seat.

(A/N: SKIP CAR RIDE CAUSE I'M HORRIBLE AT DESCRIBING STUFF THAT DEALS WITH CARS.)

We arrived at the restaurant, which looked really fancy, and Harry opened the door once again for me. Just one step out of the car and I was freezing. I rubbed my arms to at least make some warm-ness from the friction I'm making. Harry took his massively hand into my small one. Damn, his hands is so freaking warm! Making mine warm.

Once inside, it was warm....just like Harry's hand and his heart.

"Can I help you lovely couple?" A waiter said to us.

"Yes. I have reservations by the name 'Styles'," Harry replied back to him.

The waiter looked in a book, possibly, full of reservations. He searched for the name by 'Styles'.

"Ah," He said, "Here it is. A Mr. Harry Styles I assume?"

"Yes," Harry said.

"Right this way," The waiter lead us the way to our table. We followed him to a small table in the back corner where the lights are dimmed down. Hmm....I wonder why??

We both sat down in our seats across from each other. And the waiter gave us our menus in front us next to the silverware.

As soon as the waiter left, Harry scooter over to me and put his lips near my ear and whispered, "How's my baby doing?" And kissed underneath my ear.