Me Him and his Boyfriend

3. Date

Okay Harry was even more attractive this day, against yesterday. When I opened the door he just stood there and smiled obliquely toward me. He was wearing a shirt, a skirt and black tights. I couldn't help but dream myself away. It was like a movie. The girl, who was a loser, met the guy who had it all, and they lived happily ever after.

"Hello!"

I blushed hens before I heard him say that to me.

"Hello..."

Harry started bringing his face to me and gave me a light kiss on the cheek. I couldn't help but feel the imprint from his lips afterwards.

"I want again to ask you for a big apologize over not to heard from me this morning, but Niall and I usually play golf on Saturday and I had forgotten that part totally when I said I'd call you."

I couldn't care about the cause. He was here and he was perhaps mine.

"It is okay!" I got hoarse forward. He peered into the apartment and then at me.

"So ready for an evening with Harry?"

I nodded. Quickly, I got on my shoes and jacket. I locked the door carefully behind me and I followed him down the stairs downturn.

"I won!"

I frowned.

"Huh?"

He smiled at me.

"I won over Niall." he replied, as if that was important.

"Oh, congratulations?"

He laughed.

"Thank you, it was actually a good day. I usually lose, but today I won over him. He was angry at me for a while and felt that I had cheated."

♥

I sat down on the chair and Harry sat on the other side of the table. It was a normal restaurant and in fact it was a cozy place. The waiter was quick to come up with the menu. Direct Harry seemed to put energy into what we should eat and indeed he seemed slightly nervous. I couldn't help but smile at that discovery. Perhaps he felt the same thing? Maybe he also had butterflies in his stomach and a lot of thoughts about me?

"I take a chicken salad." he said quickly and firmly. Then he smiled at me. "And what does Kim want?"

Okay? I looked down at the menu. There was everything from soup to a bigger meet dinner. I was surprised that he chose a salad. Many things on the menu sounded much tastier. Maybe I should do the same as he did? Still, I was hungry for something different. I tried to collect myself. It was a difficult choice.

"Their salad's delicious." I heard Harry say. I looked up and I met his great smile. Okay, I did the right thing.

"I take the same as you." I answered quickly, lack of experience how to truly do on a date. Harry looked up at the waiter and he had that superior smile on his face.

"And a wine that fits."

The waiter nodded and took back the menus.

"I suggest white wine..."

Harry interrupted him.

"You choose what suits and I pay."

Direct thewaiter disappeared and he left many questions behind for me. Harry was perhaps one that was used to restaurants? It was as if he knew everything. He looked at me again and he smiled big.

"So tell Kim. Who are you?"

I swallowed. That was an unusual question.

"Eh, what do you mean?"