Arabelle

[31]Date

Arabelle's POV

Gemma was really going all out on this. She curled my hair. She did a smokey eye with a nude lip gloss. The dress is beautiful. It's a little black dress that shows off my back. She let me wear the most beautiful shoes I've ever seen. They are black platforms with a cute bow at the back. I know, it's simple, but the bow is just so adorable.

I make my way down the stairs slowly. I've always wanted to do this. Just go down the stairs slowly and flipping my hair. By the time I got to the last step, I was fucking dizzy. As soon I as felt better, I saw Harry standing up wearing his tuxedo. He looks hotter than usual. When he saw me, his mouth fell.

"Arabelle....yo-you look...amazing" he said

"And you look hot" I said without thinking. I looked down and I feel my cheeks heating up

"Thank you" he said chuckling, "Shall we get going ma'am" he said in a weird accent. He held his hand out for me to grab it, and I did

Giggling, I said, "We shall"

As soon as I went out the door, I felt free, and then I saw the limo

"Harry. You really didn't have to" I said. It was amazing, but it must've cost him a fortune. But then again, he lives in a mansion

"You don't like it?" he asks

"I love it, but you didn't have to go through all that trouble for me" I said pointing to myself

"I would go to hell and back for you" he said

Am I blushing?

"Yes. Yes you are" he read my mind. For once I didn't get mad he did

We got into the limo and as soon as we got in, I saw a bottle of champagne. Yeussss.

"You want some" Harry said while pointing to the bottle

"Yes" I said

He grabbed the bottle and two wine glasses. He poured mine first and gave it to me. Then, he poured his.

"Cheers" he said

The limo pulled up to a fancy restaurant. It looks so....rich people. That made sense.

The driver opened the door and we got out. The smell of food instantly made my mouth water.

"Harry Styles" Harry told the lady. Is that his last name? Guess it is

"Follow me"

We followed the lady and she took us to the back. It was a booth. How did Harry arrange this in less than five hours?

"What are you going to order?" asked Harry

"Anything is good" I told and wanted to add 'I love food'

Harry ordered the same thing for both of us. He ordered steak and something that I have no idea what it is, but it looks and smells good

"So...tell me about yourself" I say

"What do you want to know?" he asks

"Everything" I say

"Everything?" he questions

"Yes. I have to know everything about my.....friend" I say

"Well, I'm from Holmes Chapel, I have anger issues, I love things and stuff" he said, not knowing what to talk about

"Things and stuff?" I question "Have you turned into Rick Grimes?" I ask. I'm pretty sure he doesn't watch The Walking Dead.

"Yes. I am." he said

"You watch The Walking Dead?" I gasp

"It's my favorite." he tells me

"OMG." I say a little too loud, but....Bitch do it look like I care? NO!!

We spend the rest of the night talking about The Walking Dead and ourselves. Everything was going great until I spot a familiar face. It's my aunt, Carissa. Does she know? Of course she does.

"Harry, we have to get out of here" I tell him

"Why" he asks

"My aunt is here" I tell his and his eyes go wide