The Unusual, Ordinary Girl (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Ten - Finally

<pre style="line-height: 12.75pt;"><strong style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;" lang="EN-GB">Hanna's POV)</span><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;" lang="EN-GB">

I was getting ready for Harry's and my date. I was a bit nervous because I wasn't used to do this kind of things at all.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>

I used the iron and flattened all of my long hair, putting it all on one side with the help of a few hairpins. I brought a dress with me from Sweden since Harry asked me out before I went. I was looking all week for something else but I couldn't find anything. I didn't own many dresses; after all I wasn't exactly the "Girlie-girl".<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>

The dress was simple. It was blue and ended before my knees. I had to admit I looked pretty good in it after all.<span class="apple-converted-space"> Heels? No, I didn’t own a pair and wasn’t planning on buying some either. I put on my white Converse instead and hoped I wasn’t underdressed. I just didn’t want to overdress and be someone I wasn’t. </span>

Pontus, my cousin, didn't exactly live in a small home because he's parents was pretty rich after all. He was now 27 so he had a settle life there now, with a wife and a kid on the way. They both had proper jobs. My aunt and I shared the guestroom and Erik was sleeping on the couch in the living-room.

I grabbed my bag and walked out of the guestroom, meeting my aunt in the hallway.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>

"You look very pretty. Harry was his name right?"<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>

"Thanks and yes. I think I'll stay at his hotel tonight so I won't be bothering you guys with coming home late."

"Your parents met him right? So I don't send you of with some unfamiliar man?" She asked just as the doorbell rang. Harry was going to pick me up at 7:30 and the clock just stroked half passed.

"No it's fine, they approve of him. If you want to know something about him, just Google his name." I said on my way to the door. I smiled at my own little joke although I’m pretty sure my aunt didn’t understand what I meant.

I opened it and there stood a very handsome boy. He had black chinos, with a matching formal jacket. Under it he had with a white shirt, with a few bottoms left open of course. I bit my lip and I knew that was the first of many times that evening.</span></pre>

<pre style="line-height: 12.75pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;" lang="EN-GB">I looked back to Harry’s face and his eyes observed me from top to toe.

"You look... different, but very, very beautiful." With that said he pressed his lips to mine. Oh, how my lips had longed for his! He backed away again and walked me to the car, holding my hand.</span></pre>

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"What's in the bag?"<span class="apple-converted-space"> He asked.</span>

"I thought I might stay the night?" I asked nervously.

"At the first date?" Harry pretended to sound surprised. I was a little but amused but still nervy. </span></pre>

<pre style="line-height: 12.75pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB;" lang="EN-GB">Harry saw it in my face, he read me like a book. "I was just joking. Of course you're going to stay the night, I'm letting go of you know that I finally have you." Harry opened the door for me, I got in and I threw my bad over to the backseat. Harry sat down in the driver’s seat and gave me another kiss before he started the car.<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>