Human

/fourteen/

Addyylyn's POV

I walk out of the patient's room with the his file in my hand. I lay it down on the counter in front of Perrie. "So, I heard about your date with Harry tonight." Perrie wiggles her eyebrows up and down.

"Really? How'd you know?" I find it very unlikely Harry would tell his friends about our date. I mean, he was extremly defensive about us yesterday.

"Harry told Niall. Niall told Layla. Layla told Eleanor. Eleanore told Louis. Louis told Zayn. Zayn told me. I told Sophia. Sophia told Liam." She informs me. So that's how rumors spread. Lovely.

"Uh, wow. That's very interesting. Guess we'll have something to talk about at lunch." I joke. "Speaking of lunch, it's our break." Perrie nods and follows me into the cafeteria. As I make my way to our table Danny catches my eye.

He's watching me as I try to avoid eye contact. I turn away quickly and find my seat between Layla and Harry. Harry smiles as I sit beside him. I give him a faint smile and turn to my salad. I'm just waiting for someone to say something.

As if on cue Louis asks, "So, where are you taking Addyylyn tonight, Harry?" Harry shoots his head up quickly. A smirk forms on his lips.

"I can't say. It's a surprise." He grins. That's most definitely not the reaction I was expecting. But, I liked it better than what could've happened.

"Oh. So you're playing that card, huh? The element of surprise?" El jokes. Harry smiles and shrugs.

"Or maybe I'm just trying my best to stay calm about the entire fucking table know my business." His smile fades and everyone's eyes widen.

"Look, I'm not ashamed of Addyylyn. Not in the least bit. But I'd greatly appreciate it if we could both have a little privacy! Damn."

I sat back in my seat and look at my lap. Everyone slowly nods and it's nearly silent for the rest of lunch.

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"Have fun!" El and Layla say in unison as I give them a small smile and wave.

It's five-thirty now. I have an hour and a half until my date with Harry.

I still can not believe I'm going on a date with Harry Styles. He was my biggest problem only a month ago. He's different now, he's proved that to me.

I pull into my driveway and climb out of my car. I slam the door behind me and am soon enough in my house.

After an hour of getting ready, I'm finally finished. It's finally the weekend, so Harry told me to wear my club attire. I was rather nervous.

I've never been to a club, well not necessarily. I've been to parties at frat houses, but never to an actual club.

Ding dong. Well Harry's here. I slowly walk towards the door and swing it open.

Harry leans against the door frame, his infamous smirk plastered on his lips. I look his lean figure up and down. He's wearing tight, black jeans. His torso is covered in a white tshirt. Hm, not club attire.

"I'm too dressed up, I'll be back. You can sit on the couch if you want." I give him a quick smile and run to my room.

Why'd he tell me we were going to a club, then change plans? Whatever. I change into a plaid button down. I decide to leave it unbuttoned. I slip on my jean shorts and white converse.

"Okay, so since we aren't going to a club, where are we going?" I ask once I'm in the living room. Harry's standing above my coffee table and is holding something in his hand.

"This necklace is beautiful. Where'd you get it?" He asks. His hand is wrapped around the necklace I found in my pocket after I got to Los Angles.

"My sister." I answer quietly. I miss my family terribly.

"Here." He walks towards me. He puts his hands on my waist and spins me around. My back is to him when I feel his hands brush my hair away from my neck. He claps the necklace around me.

"Beautiful." He whispers. I smile shyly. "Anyways, we are going to a party. It's not the kind you're thinking of. It's just a small party, it's my sisters birthday. I know what you're thinking, holy shit. I'm meeting his family on the first date? It's not like that, I swear." He rambles.

I only laugh nervously. "Harry, it's okay. I understand." Harry sighs and gives me a slight smirk.

So, I'm meeting Harry's family. Oh great.