Dear Diary [h.s. au]

Chapter Twenty-Five.

(A/N: I changed my mind about something. I'll explain it on the note at the end AND btw this fanfic is passed in 2012 ok carry on)

Please make sure you read the previous chapter or this one won't make any sense :) .xx

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He chuckled. – “We are going to the movies. I heard the last Harry Potter premiered last week.”

“How did you know I like Harry Potter?!” – I raised an eyebrow.

No one knew that besides Louis.

“I guess I know now.” – He grinned.

“Cocky aren’t we?! At what time do you want me ready?”

“Hm, 8 o’clock is that okay ? I mean, the movie is 3 hours long so I guess we could grab something to eat before and go to the 9pm session. What do you think?”

“Great! Give me your number so I can text you my address tomorrow.” – We traded numbers and I got up. – “I gotta go. See you tomorrow!” – I went down the stairs to meet my mum and Anne who were happily talking. – “Hey guys.” – I sat down next to Anne.

“Hello, dear. Oh my, you look stunning tonight. Harry will lose his mind.” – That was my point exactly.

I blushed. – “Thank you.” – I turned to face the field and I spotted someone with “Styles” written on the back of their shirt. I smiled.

"Anne ! Do you realize you just told my daughter your son wants to have sex with her ?!" - My mum scolded.

"No, I didn't. I just said he'll be completely mesmerized nothing more." - Anne shrugged.

My mum narrowed her eyes at her.

“Mum, I am going out with Zayn tomorrow.”

“Who ?” - She turned to face me.

“That guy back there.” – I turned around and pointed to Zayn who waved at us.

She waved back. – “He’s good looking. Where are you guys going tomorrow ?”

“Nothing big, just going to dinner and then a movie.” – I looked at Anne who was frowning at me.

"You have a lot of guys at your feet. You're just like your mother." - She nudged me.

I decided to change the subject. – “What were you guys talking about before I arrived?”

“I was trying to convince your mum to sleep over at my house, leaving you and Harry alone for the night.”

“I don’t want to think about my daughter having sex, it’s just so odd she’s still my little girl.”

“Nobody said they were going to do naughty things, Fatima. Besides, my Harry is a responsible young man. He wouldn’t take advantage of Drea.”

I almost chuckled at her words. Little did they know…

“Drea, dear.” – My mum turned to me. – “Promise me you won’t do anything ? Promise me you will be responsible?”

I rolled my eyes. – “Mum, nothing is going to happen. We’re not immature! We have brains to think.”

“That’s my girl.” – She sighed in relief and turned to Anne. – “Fine, I’ll stay with you and Robin for the night.”

Anne clapped in victory which made me giggle.

Just then, the referee blows the whistle acknowledging us that the game was now half way through and the players had a little break.