Harry's Point Of View
Lyla and I decided to leave not too long after our encounter with everyone. The date was, I must admit, a complete disaster. Nothing went right at all and I just wasn't impressed. It was my fault, and it was up to me to attempt to get a second chance.
Not just for Lyla, but Annabel too, because by the way she looked at me, I knew she was upset.
I was still a gentleman and drove her home. Once we pulled up to her house, I wasn't surprised to see it was practically a mansion. It was so large and extravagant. I knew she came from a family of money, but nothing like this.
We were quiet as I walked her to the door. Her hands were clasped in front of her, mine behind my back.
"So," she said as we reached the gigantic wooden door.
"I'm sorry about tonight. I was just so nervous about everything and I wanted it to be so perfect. And I would really like to make it up to you so-" I began rambling. I had a tendency to do that when I was nervous, but I stopped when I notcied Lyla was..smiling. Not just a smile, but a bright grin spread across her face. It made me smile, too.
"What?" I questioned.
"You're cute." she shrugged. "And even if the date didn't go as planned, I still enjoyed being with you. It was different than the other dates I'd been on. I liked it."
My heart was about to jump out of my chest and I just wanted to jump from excitement.
"So how about a second date? Maybe this one will be much better." I smirked which caused her to giggle.
She merely smiled and then kissed my cheek. It was just on the cheek, but it caused my stomach to go into fits. "Goodnight, Harry." she said sweetly before walking into her house. I stood outside of her door for a few moments before it finally clicked in my head.
I, Harry Styles, was accepted to take Lyla Jones on a second date.
One apology down, one to go.
Annabel's Point Of View
I was honestly not expecting to see Harry and Lyla at the restaurant. To be honest, I was surprised to see that he would actually take her there.
He took her to my favorite restaurant, the place I showed him, the place he always took me to on my birthday, our place.
I know I sound like a spoiled brat, but it was kind of special to me. Not anymore, apparently.
Harry and Lyla ended up leaving not too long after we got there which I was thankful for. I didn't want to see them all mushy in front of me although I knew I'd hear about it later.
The dinner was absolutely delicious and I enjoyed myself. It was nice to be able to let loose and laugh with everyone. It was a perfect moment, but would've been amazingly perfect if one more certain person was there.
Right. I'm done moping now.
Right as I got home, I immediately stripped out of my dress and heels feeling relieved. I slipped on an oversized sweater with a pair of black leggings and my favorite pair of pink fuzzy socks. I just left my hair as it was but rinsed off my make-up and brushed my teeth. I then jumped onto my bed placing my laptop on my lap logging onto Facebook. It got boring after a while so I switched to Twitter. I had over 600,000 followers just from being friends with the boys.
@annabananaa_ had a great night :) totally rocked the recital! now it's time for a laid back night full of romances and chocolate!
