Just Love

Chapter 11

(Im sorry if the story has been all over the place, I will for sure edit the beginning later! And this is still Ashtons POV like the rest of the story!)

I walked home with a smile on my face, and a certain girl in my mind.

And it wasn't Gemma.

Infact right now, Gemma is that last person I want to see.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, I didn't even see the person Infront of me coming.

I crashed into them, and immediately started my apology.

Until I saw that it was Gemma.

I rolled my eyes, and continued to my car. I quickly drove away, trying to get away from her as fast as I could.

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"Ashton!" I heard Harry call from downstairs.

"What!" I reply.

"Let's go grab dinner!" He shouts.

I throw the book I was reading to the side, before trudging down the steps.

"Where were you thinking?" I asked him. Figured coming down here is a hell lot easier then us yelling across the whole damn house.

"Um, that place Panio looked good." He said while flipping through his phone.

"I'm good with that, let's go." I rushed. I'm starving. I think I'll order two meals.

Harry looked taken aback with my urgency, as I pushed him out the door.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the new restaurant.

Slamming my car door shut, we headed inside.

The woman at the front brought us to a table, and told us a server would be with us shortly.

I began skimming the menu. Ooo, two for twenty!

"Hey guys, I'm Kate, I'll be helping you this evening. Can I get you something to drink?" A sweet voice soon fills my ears.

Kate!

I glanced up, and we made eye contact. A redness fills her cheeks, as she averts her eyes to Harry.

"Get me whatever you think I'll like." I tell her simply.

She briskly nods, and Harry told her his drink order, then she ran off.

So cute.

"You've got to have the worst pick-up line I've ever seen." Harry suddenly states with an eye roll.

I ignore his rude comment, and say,

"Harry, do you know any guys our age who go to fancy restaurants like this together?"

He chuckled, "You know I have the hots for you."

Kate came back at the wrong moment, just in time to hear what Harry said.

We began speaking at the same time.

"I'm not.."

"We're not.."

She threw her head back laughing, before saying,

"Oh I know. Trust me." Sending a glance my way.

I feel my cheeks burn so I look away.

Kate contently sighed, setting down our drinks.

"So are you two ready to order?"

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"Well that was an interesting evening." Harry said with a smirk that I'd love to smack off of his face.

I unlock the door, turning towards Harry to reply. The look of shock on his face, matched mine the second I walked into my apartment.

(RLY SHORT CHAPTER BUT WRITERS BLOCK SRY)