Regrets (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Regrets - chapter 14 (THE THIRD KISS)

The gush of wind slapped itself on my face as soon as I stepped out of my house. I coudn't help but overthink. What does Niall mean? What games was he talking about? Is Harry using me? I shudder at the thought and realise that we were just outside the restaurant. Harry opened the door for me as I smiled and walked in.

'May I help you sir?' a waiter asked Harry.

'I have booked a reservation for two' he tells the waiter.

When did Harry book us a table? Did he know I was going to say yes? I was interupted by the waiter.

'What are your names?' he asks.

'Harry and Megan' he spoke in a rush.

'Yes, table number 4 sir' he takes us to a table in the corner that had a candle and a rose placed in the middle. If this was his way of impressing me, then its definitely working.

Harry walks over to the other side and pulls out a chair for me. I walk towards him and sit down.

'Thank you' I say.

'You're welcome' he blushes.

Before I could stop myself I ask him,

'When did you make a reservation?' I blurt out.

He smiles at me like he was expecting me to ask.

'When you kicked me out so you could change into clothes' he huffed.

I giggled and what happened next was not something I was expecting. Harry came extremely close to me he pulled me up and pushed me against the wall.

'Harry...we're in a restaraunt'

He leans forward and crashed his lips against mine. For a moment I stood still not doing anything back due to shock, but after a while a while I closed my eyes and kissed him back.

There was no space between us, our chests heaving back and forth in sync. If only this moment could last...if only he didn't stop. But he did.

I looked into his emerald green eyes before realising that everyone around us was looking at us. Harry just grinned and pulled me back towards the table.

He's probably made so many girls feel this way.

I need to stop thinking negative.

...

After we had finished our food and had a couple of drinks, we decided to pay the bill and leave. We both argued on who should pay. I said I should pay because I ate more food than him, and he said he should pay because this was the first time he had taken me out. After ten minutes or fighting Harry won.

I gave him a stern look but he pecked my nose which made me giggle.

If I had known something was going to happen as soon as we walked out the doors I would have stayed in but no, fate likes to play games with me.