Sparks Fly

chapter 7 - I did it!

Louis P.O.V

I stared at Harry a little in shock, was he already drunk off a few sips of wine or something? "wait... what" I said a little confused. He laughed "I'm sorry did I make you uncomfortable?" I shook my head "no no I was just a little...um shocked" I laughed nervously "yes... um dinner would be great". He smiled "wonderful, well how is this Saturday? we can go around 7?" I smiled and nodded "okay yeah.. great" I said lifting my brows a bit. He smiled a soft cute smile "...great" I laughed softly and bit my lip "awesome" he smirked softly "fantastic" "amazing" we both laughed and went quiet. I looked in his eyes.. man they're really green. He smiled and said softly "you know you're really something special Louis". I felt my cheeks flush with heat, god I was blushing and he could probably tell. "thank you.." I said almost in a whisper "you're definitely someone special.." I could see his cheeks flush a bit. I made him blush, good I wasn't sitting here blushing alone.

Beau's P.O.V

I snuck out of my room quietly, I woke up because I had to use the restroom and heard voices downstairs. more importantly I heard Harry and my dad. its was almost 2 a.m and Harry was still here. I quietly tip toed down the stairs and peeked to the kitchen, empty. I heard some soft laughing and I crawled to the living room and slowly peeked around the corner to see Harry and my dad sitting close together on the couch. They both had a glass of, what's it called? wine i think. at least that's what my dad said those glasses are for. They were sat side by side but they were looking at each other and they both had these weird looks on their faces, the ones they always have when they're around each other. It was nice.. I don't think I have ever seen my dad look that happy around anyone but me and our family. "Can I tell you something" Harry said looking at my dad as he took a sip of his drink "of course.." "When Beau kept telling me about her dad, she said he likes princes... and then kept saying I would like him" I had to cover my laugh to hold in my giggle. He was telling him what I said "oh I think I remember you saying something about that" my dad said chuckling. Harry smiled "but I just assumed maybe you had put her up to it... in the past people have done crazy things to get to me you know?" what was he talking about? "of course... I think I can see how that's hard with a job like yours" they both laughed and Harry kept talking "but when I met you... I don't know, I never expected a 9 year old to set me up with like my dream guy" my mouth dropped open "yeah... I think I have my own little match maker". I covered my mouth. Oh I want to squeal so bad. I hurried upstairs and closed  my door and giggled spinning. Harry and my dad yes! I did a spin and landed on my bed and put my face into my pillow and squealed giggling, I did it! I did it! i'm a match maker! ......wait, what even is that?