The Reinvention of Harry Styles (Completed)

Chapter 25

"So, what exactly is Harry doing?" Gemma asked as she put the finishing touches on Molly's makeup.

"I'm not sure, and the suspense is killing me!" Molly took a deep breath. "He said he wanted to do something nice for me before his tour starts, and said he wished we could do normal things like going out to dinner. Then he asked me to leave, and not return until 8 tonight." Molly gave her a questioning smile, and Gemma raised her eyebrows.

"Sounds like he's up to something," she said, and turned Molly so she could see herself in the mirror.

"This looks beautiful," Molly touched her hair and blinked a few times to check out her lids. "And I hope he's up to something, and he didn't just want to get rid of me for the evening."

They both laughed, and Gemma jumped when she saw the time. "Christ, it's almost 8, we've got to get you back home."

"Worried Cinderella will turn back into a pumpkin?" Molly teased and spun in front of the mirror to admire the way this dress fit her.

"Technically Cinderella was never a pumpkin to begin with. But, no, I just know how anxious Harry gets and I don't want to leave him waiting." Gemma explained, and ushered Molly away from the mirror and towards her car. As they drove to Harry's, Gemma recounted all the cute things she remembered Harry doing for a girl when he was younger, and wondered what he could be up to now.

When they arrived, Molly thanked Gemma for helping her get ready, and promised to fill her in on whatever it was. Molly was met at the door by what appeared to be a waitress, dressed impeccably for the part.

"Miss Winthrope, let me show you to your table," she said, and Molly followed her. The house had some extra candles, which was a nice touch, but the dining room was lit only by candlelight. The dining room table was covered with an elegant white tablecloth, and Harry was seated at the head of the table, fighting back a grin.

"You look beautiful," he smiled at Molly as she was seated on his left at the table.

"You look quite stunning yourself," she smiled back at him and looked over the black suit he was wearing. "Did you wear this to the 'Dunkirk' premiere?"

"I did," Harry smiled to himself before continuing. "It was at that premiere, when I saw you in this dress, that I knew it would be difficult to continue pretending you were my girlfriend."

"Oh?" Molly wasn't quite sure what he meant by this.

"It was like that line in 'Two Ghosts', 'I can't touch what I see', you were almost like the forbidden fruit." Harry explained.

"Using your own lyrics in conversation? I thought that was my job," Molly smirked. "And, I kind of had a feeling that was the case, considering how jealous you seemed of Tom the next day."

"Was it that obvious?" Harry laughed and blushed a bit.

"It was," Molly nodded, and decided this was a good time to change the subject. "This is quite formal." The table was set with some of the nicest china Molly had seen and polished silver.

"I told you I wanted to do something special for you," Harry smiled again. "We couldn't go out to a restaurant to eat, so I brought the restaurant here."

A waitress brought a bottle of wine for them and filled both of their glasses, and a moment later returned with their food. "Norwegian salmon, with roasted brussels sprouts and butternut squash risotto," she explained, before leaving the two on their own again.

"You like brussels sprouts, right?" Harry nervously asked Molly.

"I didn't, until you introduced them to me," she smiled, and took a bite. "Absolutely delicious, thank you."