Confusion

Chapter 11

Harry should be here any minute. I just wore a skirt and crop top this time.

Brooke and Niall left a little over an hour ago so I've just been sitting here staring at the clock.

I hear a knock on the door and run over but stand infront of it for a few seconds so I don't look eager or desperate.

I open the door and Harry greets me with a big smile and hands me flowers. They are a light pink and the last thing I would expect from him.

"I love them!" I smile at him.

"Really?" he looks so nervous and shy right now. It's really cute.

I nod and he wraps his arm around my waist and walks me out to his car.

When we got in his car I almost immediately asked why he stood me up.

He sighed and put his hand on my thigh while he drove." You're gonna think it's stupid."

"No I won't, just tell me the truth." I looked over to him but he was focused on the road.

"Ok. I just, ever since I saw you, when we walked into each other, I had this feeling about you that we were meant to be together. I got nervous on my way to pick you up and chickened out."

I looked at him in awe.

He looked back at me and grips my thigh tighter. "see, it's stupid isn't it."

I shake my head. "no harry, that's the sweetest thing I've ever heard."

He smiled at me. "ironic huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"The sweetest thing ever coming from me." He looked away. He looked almost insecure. Sure he has tattoos but that doesn't mean he can't be sweet.

"Harry. You are sweet." I told him again.

We didn't talk for the rest of the drive but he kept his hand on my thigh the whole time, thank god I shaved.

I still didn't know where we were going but I didn't mind a little surprise.

We pulled into a small diner.

Harry walked around the car and opened my door for me. "Why thank you sir." I laughed and he bowed to me.

He held my hand as we walked in.

"Do you like it here? if not we can go somewhere else?" is he insane, why is he freaking out over me.

"Harry! it's perfect. now come on."

A waiter brought us to a table and we ordered our food. The date was filled with a lot of small talk to get to know each other. I've only known Harry for about a week and I feel like I've known him forever.

After dinner he drove me home and walked me to my dorm.

"I had a lot of fun." he smiled when we reached my door.

"Me too." I blushed.

He leaned in and his lips were brushing over mine. He then crashed them fully into mine, starting slow but speeding up, the kiss was passionate and his lips were so soft. His tongue went perfectly with mine. He pulled me into him so we were in a tight embrace. We were so into each other that we didn't notice another presence near us until they cleared their throat.

We broke our kiss and looked up. I was so stunned that I couldn't move.

"Maddie?!" the voice I know too well is hurt.

"Brent."

I looked at Harry. Shit.

How am I going to explain this one?

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I swear all I listen to when I write this is the 1975!

Uh oh Brent came for a visit!

Thank you so much for reading this even if it's the worst story ever!!