No Foundations

Think of how much pussy you're gonna get! - Chapter 25

Remingtons POV

I went back to my flat to get ready. I had no idea where he was taking me, which gave me those nervous and exciting feelings in my stomach. I went to the bathroom and fixed my make up, changed into one of my favorite outfits, and straightened my hair. I was in the middle of applying mascara when Niall walked into my apartment.

"You going out with Harry tonight?" he asked, checking me out. I smile at him.

"Yeah, do you know where we are going?" I ask him, just curious.

"Nope. I'm sure it wont be to boring or anything." He assures me.

"I just don't want it to be this super fancy dinner or sappy romantic thing." I confess to him.

"Why not? Aren't girls supposed to love that bit?" He asks confused.

"Not this one. I find it unattractive. It puts so much pressure on the relationship and I just hate it. I'd rather just have fun. I think Harry knows that

though. I'm just nervous right now." I shake my head and smile at him.

"You'll be fine. Just be careful. The press will be everywhere. Have you looked at twitter?" He raises his eyebrow at me.

"Yeah a little bit. The fans seem supportive." I smile.

"Yeah, I'm glad you're looking at the positives." Niall replies as harry walks into the room in his Jack Wills tshirt and red pants. He smiles as he sees me, and I cant help but smile back.

"You look nice." He says giving me a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks. I'm glad we are keeping it casual."

"Well I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Are you ready to go?" He asks me and I nod. Niall gets up and coughs.

"Well, you two have fun. Not too much fun though." He winks at us and I roll my eyes as he walks out of the room laughing. Harry and I follow and head downstairs. Surprisingly there are still paparazzi outside waiting for us. Harry grabs my hand as we go outside to the car. The paparazzi scream questions at us and I smile, trying to hide my face a bit. Harry waves at them with his free hand and squeezes his hand holding mine. We manage to get into the car and I'm laughing again.

"Another silly question?" He asked me.

"No, I just think it's so crazy." I say laughing again.

"Is this how you're going to react every time?" he asks, giving me a look of disbelief.

"Probably until I get use to it. Anyway, where are we going?" I ask and a smile creeps to his face. "What?" I ask.

"It's a surprise!" He says and I roll my eyes.

"Please tell me?" I beg, making a puppy dogface at him. He awh's at me for a second, and then thinks a bit.

"No." He finally says, stubbornly. I fold my arms, and move so there's a seat between us.

"Fine!" I try not to care.

"Come back here." He says, reaching out to pull me back to my original seat. I try to fight the smile creeping onto my face, but then he kisses me.

"Harry! Stop!" I say in between kisses.

"Alright, alright. We're almost there anyway." He smiles at me. I turn my attention out the window to see if I can get a clue as to where we are going.

There's nothing. It just seems like downtown London.

"Are you taking me to a club?" I ask him, really hoping he wasn't. He laughs.