I look over and see Denise is already up. Why am I not surprised? I check the time on my phone. Holy cow! It's already 10! I need to start getting ready! "Wow! You're already up!", Denise shouts. "Let's get ready for our dates!!!"
"Are ya sure you'll be fine for an hour while I'm gone?", I ask.
"Yes! I'll be fine. I'll probably hang out with the boys before Niall and I leave", she squeals. "And I can't believe that you're finally going on a date!"
"I know, right?! And I can't believe that I'm in love again!", I yell, suddenly realizing what I just said.
Denise's face lights up. "Did you just say in love? Oh my goodness, Jordan! You're in love with Harry!!! This is so cute! I'm so happy for you! And by the looks of it, he's falling hard for you too!", she declares.
"Ya really think so?", I ask.
"I know so! Now, let's get ready!", she replies. I smile.
What am I gonna where? I decide on a white summer dress, with a navy blue damask pattern on it. It falls just above my knees. I pair it with my black wedges. I'm sure glad I brought a nicer outfit just in case we went to dinner or something. I put on gold hoops. I put my make up on, and fix my hair.
I look to Denise for approval. "You look smoking! Harry won't know what hit him!", Denise screams.
"Thanks! You look quite ravishing yourself!", I reply. She's wearing a strapless, short, black floral dress, with khacki wedges, and gold, dew drop, dangling earrings. She's got on red lipstick, and put her hair up in a messy bun, curling her side bangs.
"Are you sure its not too much?", she asks.
"I'm sure", I proclaim. I check the time. It's 10:59. Okay, Harry will be here any minute!!! "Looks like its about time for me to go!"
"Okay! Love ya girl! Just remember, be yourself! And wear your confidence!! Also, have fun!!!", she exclaims.
I hear a knock on the door. "I will! Love ya too! Bye!", I reply.
Okay, this is it!!! I open the door, and immediately find his vivid eyes. "Wow! You look amazing, Jordan!!!", he declares.
"Thanks, Harry! You look good too", I reply. He's wearing a burgundy button up (unbuttoned like 3 down), black pants, brown boots, and a khaki fedora hat. He's looking hot! "So, where are we going? Or, let me guess... it's a surprise."
"Yes! You're catching on!", he adds. We get to the car, and he opens the door for me. "So, you never told me, what's your family like?"
"Well, I kinda have a complicated family. My mom and dad divorced when I was 6. So, there's my mom, my two little sisters, my brother, and our dog. My brother and I have always been close, so that's nice.", I declare.
"My parents got divorced too, when I was seven. My mum remarried, but it didn't work out. And then she found Robin, my step dad. They got married when I was 19. He makes her really happy. And I'm glad they found each other", he replies.
"Well that's great that your mom is happy. So, have you and Gemma always been close?", I ask. For a second he looks surprised. "Oh, yeah. Sorry. I'm a fan, remember? I know your sisters name is Gemma."
"Right! You're fine! I just don't think of you as a fan, you mean so much more to me", he says. "But yeah, we have always been close."
We pull up to a tall building. Harry grabs my hand. We go in a side door and run to an elevator. He clicks floor R. R? What does that- Before I can finish my thoughts the door opens to a beautifully decorated roof top.
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Fanfiction"Denise, no!", I exclaim. "C'mon Jordan! Just walk up to him, and start a conversation. Be bold! You're 18 now! You've never dated, and never even been kissed!", she replies. "But we're just here to have fun and see the 1D concert tomorrow"...