Finally Good Enough (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Part 11

***HARRY'S POV***

We emerged from the elevator, Mary and I coming out last. My arm was still around her waist, it fell natural to have it there. Ahead of us was the Mercedes van waiting to take us to the concert venue. 

"Aren't you excited to spend 30 minutes trapped in a car with these 4 lunatics?" I whispered to her jokingly. 

She started laughing. I loved making her laugh. Whenever I made her laugh, it made me feel brighter. I felt happier. My eyes got a little more vibrant when I heard her laugh, and I would laugh too. Her laugh was contagious, just like her smile. When she smiled, I couldn't help but smile in return.

"Oh yes, I-" she began, but Louis interrupted her.

"I HEARD THAT CURLY!" 

I started chuckling, and so did Mary. 

"Oh, and besides you don't even have to worry about that." he added.

I felt a confused expression come across my face. What did he mean?

"You and Mary will be riding in your own van, since we don't have anymore room left in this one. I am sure you will enjoy your alone time." Louis said adding an eyebrow wiggle and the last part.

I just rolled my eyes. Typical Louis. 

"But don't go crazy, Haz. She is only 15 after all." He stated smiling.

I scowled at him as he got into his van.  I then pulled Mary over to the other van. When we reached it I opened the door and helped her get in. I followed her in and took a seat right next to her. When the van started, I turned towards Mary. We started talking about random things. Mary told me how some psycho girl was moving in with them and in all honesty she sounded scary. She told me about the classes she was taking and I told her about something a crazy fan had done to me the other day. 

"She really tried to get you to sign a marriage contract?" Mary asked laughing.

"Yes! She was crazy!" I replied in a fit of laughs. 

"Oh, gosh." 

After we stopped laugh something to pass the time poped in my head. 

"Let's play slap." I told her excitedly. 

She raised her eyebrows a little, but agreed.

"Just to warn you, I am a pro at this game." She said with a fake cockiness, while placing her hands carefully over mine.

"Really? A pro? We will see." I remarked. 

"Let's make this game more interesting." she said, "For everytime you miss my hands you have to answer any question I ask. No loop holes, and the answer has to be 100% true."

"So does that mean everytime I hit your hands I get to ask a question also?" I asked amused.

"Yes." she said with a nod. 

I smirked, she was going to have to answer a lot of personal quesions. I started wiggling the fingers that were underneath her hands. I would stop wiggling them at random times, or only wiggle the fingers on one hand. It was a distraction mechanism, and it almost always works with slap. Then unexpectingly I striked. I turned my hands over quickly and slapped down. All I hit was air. Darn, she had moved her hands. She was a quick one. I pulled my hands back, and looked up at her. She had a confident smirk on her face. 

"I told you I was a pro." she remarked.

I just playfully rolled my eyes. She was so cute when she was competitive.