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"Wow, you look incredible," he complimented me, making me blush and look down.
"I just threw this on. It's nothing special," I replied.
"But you are."
I blushed once again. How could he always make me blush? My cheeks literally started hurting from smiling and blushing.
As we arrived, I put on my ice skates and Harry was already waiting for me. There was a few paparazzi at the venue, taking pictures of us which made me feel kinda nervous. Harry must've noticed, because he sat down next to me.
"You okay?"
I nodded, but kept my eyes on the cameras on us.
"Oh, them. Yeah, it's annoying, but they're not gonna ruin this date for us. Let's just ignore them."
"I don't think I can."
"Just look at me and have fun."
He was right. I wouldn't let a few idiots with cameras ruin our date.
"Okay," I said and got up, immediately stumbling in my ice skates, but Harry put his arms around my waist.
"Don't worry, I got you," he mumbled in my ear, making me smile.
At first, I couldn't even stand up straight, but Harry constantly held my hand and helped me actually get steady on my ice skates.
"How are you so good at this?" I asked him, slightly stumbling forwards, but catching myself.
"It's really not that hard," he replied.
"Personally, I think it is!"
"It takes some practice, but you'll be able to ice skate perfectly sooner than you think."
"Alright, you want a little contest?" I asked.
"Sure."
"First one to make an entire round wins," I said and went off. Harry was slightly faster than me, so I sped up.
I didn't really know how it happened, but I somehow stumbled and fell.
"Ouch," I mumbled, holding my arm which hurt like hell. I looked down and saw blood on the ice.
Harry came up to me, a worried look on his face. "Scar, what's wrong?"
"I fell and hurt my arm," I said.
"Come on, I'll help you up!", he said, pulling me up and guiding me off the ice. "We're driving to the hospital."
"I'm sure it's nothing," I said, although it really hurt. I just didn't want to ruin our date, but it was probably too late for that.
"Your arm is bleeding and it looks painful. I'm driving you to the hospital."
I put pressure on the wound on my arm, just a little so it'd stop bleeding. Harry took my ice skates off and put on my shoes. He then guided me to his car and started driving.
"Does it hurt?" He asked.
"Just a little," I lied.
"You sure?"
"Okay, it hurts a lot," I admitted.
As we arrived at the nearest hospital, Harry checked us in. A nurse brought us into a room and told us to wait for the doctor.

"I'm sorry, this date sucks. I ruined it," I said.
"Don't apologize," Harry said. "Ice skating might've been a bad idea."
"No, I shouldn't have suggested a competition, it was stupid. I mean, I can't even properly ice skate. It ruined our entire date."
Harry stepped up to the daybed I was sitting on and stood in between my legs. He lifted my chin with two fingers, so I would look up at him. "Best date ever," he whispered and leaned in closer until our lips touched. My lips moved in sync with his and there were sparks everywhere. The way he kissed me made me feel so strong, yet so weak. This kiss was far better than I had imagined it. And I had imagined it a lot of times. His lips were so soft and it felt like they were made for mine. For a second I forgot about my arm and about the fact that we were at a hospital, the least romantic place for a first kiss. But it didn't really matter, because it was just us now. It was like the world around us didn't exist, like we were in some alternative universe.
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