"Harry Styles, nice to meet you." he says raspy following a small grin at the corners of his lips.
Oh such beautiful lips.
"Eh-uhugh, Avianna, Grant" my voice shaky more then I actually intended to.
"Nice to meet you Avianna." he says with a confident voice, his green eyes capturing the light perfectly.
I step back to where Rick and my mother where. Rick pulls the chair out for my mother for her to sit and mirroring Rick as so does James for his wife. I start pulling my chair out when I feel the grasp of a hand on top of mine.
His hand on my hand set fireworks throughout my entire body. All of sudden I feel my cheeks start to rise in temperature. I tilt my head up to find his eyes beaming into my soul. "Let me get that for you, eh?" he says with a slight smirk, part of his hair pulled behind his ear and the other falling on the side of his face.
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"Ah-uh, Okey." my voice cracking in the process. GET IT TOGETHER!
After everyone was situated a wapiter came over to our table and passed out menus to each and everyone of us and told us he would be back in a few minutes. The waiter was hot. Like I'm talking Hot. Dark black hair, hazel eyes, average height, lean, I can go on forever. This waiter also looked like he had a couple tattoos peaking out of his uniform, I caught a glimpse of what seemed to be a small little bird on the corner of his right hand when he handed me my menu. Why is there so many attractive guys at this restaurant?
Minutes later the waiter returns this time with a black note pad in his hands and a pen that hes beginning to pull out from the little pocket in his vest.
"Hello everyone, my name is Zayn Malik and I will be your waiter for tonight. Everyone looks smashing on this fine night. Now is everyone ready? I can take your orders." he finishes off with a smile while also clicking his pen open. He begins taking everyone's orders, soon I realize its my turn to order.
"Uh well I'll have the Pasta Fagioli." I say. "Make that two, I'll have the same as she please." he finishes while closing the menu book and handing it to the waiter Zayn.
My body gets tense. I say to myself "is this just a coincidence? Because this is a little weird. Does he like me? He must have, he ordered the exact thing as I did, that must signify something shouldn't it?" I'm mentally talking to myself hoping someone might hear me and answer my questions. I move my eyes around the scenery, anywhere besides Harry. I can hear the conversation Rick and James are having. Sounds like business stuff. My mother and James Wife seem to be getting along by the looks of it.
