Love Me, Again

Chapter 6: Preparing

*Celeste’s POV*

I raised my right eyebrow at Harry’s face.

“What happened?” I asked him, confused why he was grinning.

He quickly tried to hide his huge smile and acted fine. “Nothing,” he said, but a smile was still trying to creep on his face.

“Okay..,” I said slowly, eyeing him.

“So, erm, I was wondering..,” he trailed off, hesitantly.

“Spit it out,” I urged him, my hands on my hips.

“Doyouwannagoonadatetonight?” he said really fast.

“Pardon?” I asked, not understanding what he said.

“Do. You. Wanna. Go. On. A. Date. Tonight?” he said, really slowly. I thought for a while.

“Tonight? How about the spaghetti I made?” I gestured the cooked Italian Spaghetti on the pan.

“Umm, it can wait tomorrow?” he said, even though it sounded like a question. I sighed. “Well, okay. Let me just transfer this on tupperwares.” Suddenly, I heard a mouse-like sound. I turned around.

I looked at Harry. “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” A smile on his face. I eyed him. Did he just... Squeal? I tried to blink my wide eyes off. He cleared his throat before saying, “Umm, can you wear something casual? Like jeans and a simple top?”

“Sure.” Then, he ran back outside. “I’ll wait for you in the car.”

*Harry’s POV*

When I went back inside my car, I just relaxed and waited for Celeste to come out. Usually, when we have dates, I always make her wear dresses. It’s just that, this time, I’ll try to reenact the first time we met. She’s probably curious why I made her wear a casual outfit. But then again, she didn’t seem to mind it.

When we met, she was wearing a white shirt with the quote, “Love is Magic” and a pair of jeans. Even though it was something simple, she was extremely stunning. The way she rocked her heels like a model, she’s so perfe-

“Knock, knock!”

I quickly looked up to my window and saw that it was Celeste and you’ll never guess what she’s wearing.

She backed up the car door as I went outside my car. I smiled down at her, considering she was smaller than me. I put my lips by her right ear and whispered, “I love your shirt.”

She chuckled. “Thanks.”

“This way, madam.” I gestured my arms to the passenger’s seat and we walked to it as I opened the door for her.

“Thank you, kind sir,” she said, bowing and making her British accent pop. I winked at her as she went inside and I closed the door. I jogged to the driver’s seat and went inside, too. As I started the engine and began driving, she asked, “Where are we going?”

I smirked before saying, “Memory Lane.”

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Hello! I'm sorry for the filler chapter. I promise I will post the next chapter immediately.

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