Harry’s P.O.V
I laid down that night in bed, hands behind my head, replaying our whole date over and over again. From the minute we picked Riley and Alison up to the minute we dropped them back off and kissed them goodnight.
“Haz?” Lou asked, poking his head in the room, “are you awake?”
“Awake as ever, Boo Bear.” I smiled, motioning him in.
He smiled back while shutting the door before joining me. “Best night ever, eh?”
“Oh yeah.” I said, dreamily. See what this girl does to me?
“I really like Alison.” He almost whispered.
“I could tell by the way you guys were snogging each other’s’ face off!” I chuckled, earning a slap from him.
“Shut it! It’s not like you two actually watched the movie!” he huffed and crossed his arms like a two-year-old.
“Actually, we did. It was a fantastic movie, actually. But you wouldn’t know now would you?” I teased.
“I think I’m going to ask Alison to be my girlfriend.” He told me, completely ignoring my remark.
“Go for it!” I encouraged.
“But how?”
“Just be yourself, Lou. It always seems to work.” I patted his knee.
“Thanks!” he beamed, “how did you ask Riley to be your girlfriend?”
My eyes widened a bit. “I didn’t actually, it just sort of happened…” I trailed off.
“What?? You didn’t ask her properly??” he practically shouted.
“Err, sorry?” I tried.
“Don’t apologize to me! You’re the one who didn’t ask Riley to be your girlfriend!”
“It just sort of happened!” I defended myself.
“No! No, tomorrow you’re going to ask Riley to be your girlfriend, properly. Understood?”
“How though?”
“You’ll think of something, I’m sure.” He smiled at me before getting up and walking back out, “goodnight, Curly!”
“Night, Lou.” I sighed.
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Riley’s P.O.V.
The next morning, I lay in bed, wide awake at 7 a.m. which was annoyingly early for a Saturday morning. Why I was wide awake this early, I don’t know. I sighed, stuffing my face in my pillow. Maybe if I get up now, I could do something useful with my day. I groaned and rolled off my bed, catching myself before I thumped to the floor. I was about to make me way to the shower when my phone went off. Who could be texting me this early? I groaned again and snatched my phone up from my bedside table. It was from Harry.
From: Curly (;
Good morning beautiful <3 want to meet up with me today?
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