Chapter 2

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"Hmm... What should you wear for our night out?" Demi asked going through the dresses searching for something. I thought it was a casual night but, she was going for a bit more formal. "Sexy but, not too much. Something that shows your curves but, keeps them guessing" she whispered as I just followed laughing and shaking my head. I saw a couple that looked great to me but, she was on a mission and if I happen to like it, I'll take it. I liked her style anyway.

"Got it" she cheered pulling a dress and passing it to me. It was a black thin strapped, low cut heartline dress. Cute. I took it smiling as she turned looking at more dresses "Now for your day with Harry. Something with easy access" She smiled looking back at me continuing through the dresses. I just laughed rolling my eyes. Like I really needed that, I haven't even really spoken to him. He was still quiet and kind of distant. I wouldn't force it but, I kind of wanted to hear him speak and hear that accent again.

Since the first time he spoke my name, my heart fluttered a bit. I was always kind of a sucker for accents but, his deep, raspy voice just made it irresistible. But, that still didn't change the fact that the only time I spoke was when I spoke to Demi. He would just say hi then go on with his life.

I didn't expect him to be all over me but, Demi was planning time for us alone to get to know each other and with the lack of conversation now, how would it work then? Did he even want this? She said he was hesitant, so i'm pretty sure he was just doing this for her. Maybe I didn't have to be sexual with him through this, just cordial. I don't know.

Have the thoughts of backing out of this stopped? Nope but, I did like Demi. She was great in trying this. Also, her calm attitude on this whole thing helped relax me a bit. It was like we were just friends with her being a bit more intimate and sweet. A lot of touching and calling me sweetie, babe...just caring but, not too much.

We haven't even did anything either.

"This is the one! Go try them on" she asked rushing over to me smiling. Flower lace red dress covering only my breast and lower region. I sighed laughing as she pushed me towards the fitting room. She wasn't kidding "Try the red one on" she called out as I closed the door and hung up the dresses. I tried on the the black one just to see how it fit and it was perfect but, when I tried on the red.... I looked sexy. I tried not to get so cocky but, I couldn't help but, feel myself a bit.

As soon as I walked out her eyes went wide. "This dress was made for you body. You look amazing babe" she smiled and I giggled looking in the mirror next to me. "Hair up, or down? I think curls would be perfect" I smiled. "What do you think?" I heard Demi ask as I wondered about my hair. Loose curls into a bun? Straighten my hair?

"Beautiful" a voice said sending shivers up my spine. I turned instantly to see Harry looking at me head to toe as he walked closer. I smiled at him looking down at the lace. "Thank you"

That voice...

I sighed "Guess I'll get these two" I whispered turning to head to the fitting rooms. Didn't expect him to join us but, maybe we could talk more before this 'date' As I took it off, I passed it to Demi so she could get it on the hanger and I could hurry up and get dressed. Loved the dress and I planned on getting it but, I wasn't sure I would wear that for him. Kind of felt like I was forcing it. We could just sit down and talk before doing this dating thing or something.

I should talk to her about it.

As I walked out the room I looked around for Demi to see her looking at accessories. "Where are the dresses?" I asked and she looked up smiling. "Harry has them" I just shrugged. Whatever. "Can I talk to you about something?" I asked quickly and she nodded "Yeah of course, what's up?" "I'm not questioning how you feel about it this but, are you sure Harry is up for this... thing? I mean he seems-" I closed my mouth as he walked over to us holding a bag smiling. I gave him a small till he passed it to me. I was confused for a second then I realized it.

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