The Baby Project | Harry Styles

Chapter 3- 50 First Dates

Later that week, Harry and Louis were in the building where they had decided to hold the blind dates. They were setting everything up for the very first "Harry Styles Blind Date," and so far things were not going too well for Harry, physically and mentally.

Physically; Tons and tons of girls signed up, and Harry had to go through each and every sign-up sheet to select which girls he wanted to see the most. During that process, Harry couldn't even count how many paper-cuts he had received from the unfriendly papers he had to flip through.

Mentally; Harry was so nervous about everything. Symptoms including sweaty palms, shakiness, and saying things that are irrelevant and totally off topic.

Exactly fifty dates were to be held, and in the first week Harry had to do five. Ten weeks would be occupied for dates and nothing else, and Harry was definitely unprepared.

"How ya doin' buddy?" Louis asks Harry with a toothy grin as he slapped the curly haired lad on the shoulder. Harry had been in a daze, right up until Louis zapped him out. Harry flinched under Louis touch and shook his head nervously.

"I don't know about this, Louis." Harry shakily says, his voice aching concern and anxiety. Louis just smiles and detaches his hand from Harry's back.

"You'll be fine." Louis replies and Harry shakes his head again.

I just need to calm down. This problem has gone way to far, and I need to extinguish it. I need to extinguish it by following Management's rules. Even though I feel as if I might faint, I have to do this. It's my only chance. I just need to calm down.

Harry thought in his head, soon noticing that Louis had disappeared out of the room. He took a deep breath in through his nose, and then exhaled. Suddenly, someone had entered.

"Harry?" A dainty voice comes from the entrance. Harry stands up immediately guessing she might be the first girl he was supposed to have the first blind date with. And to his calculations, he was correct. "I'm Alyssa Flores. Here for the blind date." She smiled sweetly, and Harry could already tell that she wasn't the girl for him. Although Alyssa was very beautiful, she didn't seem to catch any of Harry's interests that he looks for in a girl. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The pleasure is all mine love." Harry said charmingly, not wanting to hurt her feelings by asking her to leave his sight immediately. After all, Alyssa could be the one and only girl for Harry. He just wasn't feeling it right at this moment.

Being the born gentleman he is, he took her hand and pulled out a chair for her. "Thank you." She gleamed as she sat down in the chair that was placed in front of Harry's.

"So how bout' this weather?" He jokes flashing a dimpled smile to her as she giggles.

"It's a little cloudy, but besides that it's wonderful." She replies. Okay, she didn't actually have to answer that. It's considered a cheesy chat-up line just to break the ice. I should know because I have a book on Chat-Up lines. I'm just hoping this date gets better and all goes well.

After about two and a half uninteresting hours, the date was finally over. Before she had left, he gave her a hug and a quick peck on the cheek.

Harry was positively sure that Alyssa wasn't the right girl for him. She always talked about fashion and matching clothing. He tried to bring up the topic 'football' but she soon extinguished that idea by saying that she hated all sports.

During the date, he started thinking about all the things that Cheryl liked and how Harry and her had so much in common. Cheryl was so much nicer than Alyssa, and she liked to play football. Even though it was a strange thing to think of his own best friend as cute and so much more appealing, Harry still does it. He sometimes even pictures himself dating Cheryl, which come to think of it isn't really a bad thing. Harry just doesn't think that Cheryl will like him back, so they remain as friends.