Chapter 20

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"Are we almost there yet?" I groaned as we continued to drive around Washington, DC. Harry let out a chuckle and nodded his head.

"Yes, we're almost there." He told me with a smile before turning up the radio. Elvis's songJailhouse Rock came on then, allowing me to start singing along while tapping my foot to the beat and as I did that, I couldn't help, but notice the shocked expression on Harry's face. 

"What?" I raised my eyebrow. 

"You listen to oldies music?" I nodded my head.

"A little bit," I chewed on my bottom lip as I eyed him. "Why?" He shrugged. 

"You just don't seem like the kind of girl that would." 

I crossed my arms and sat back in my seat. "Well I do."

"That makes me like you a hundred times more by the way." I raised my eyebrow.

"Why?" 

"Because I love oldies music. Its peaceful and its what I like to listen to." I smiled at his reply before noticing that we were turning into a parking lot. Harry parked the car once we were in a parking space, causing a smile to grow on my face once I saw where we were. 

"You brought us to the National mall?" He smiled and nodded his head before stepping out of the car and walking to my side to open the door for me. I thanked him while stepping out. He then closed it behind me before going to the back door and opening it up as well, pulling out a picnic basket. He held it in his left hand as his right hand found mine. While we walked towards the middle of the mall, I noticed that there was many people here tonight and everybody was with their loved ones while laying out on a blanket or just on the grass, gazing at the stars above. After walking for two minutes, Harry stopped us in our tracks. We were in a pretty empty spot and there wasn't many people around us. They were all sitting closer to the capital building where a giant movie screen was set up. At that moment Harry let go of my hand while putting the picnic basket down on the ground. "Are we sitting here?" I asked him.

"Yeah, but just wait a second." He told me before bending down and opening up the basket to reveal a giant blue picnic blanket. He pulled it out before laying it down on the grass. He then took out two bags, which each contained a sandwich. He laid them down on top of two plastic plates before taking out two little bags of chips and a big bag of grapes. He placed them all down on top of the blanket before pulling out two bottles of blue gatorade, my favorite. He put those down as well before closing the basket and pushing it to the side. "Now we can sit." I smiled at his little set up before placing my butt down on the blanket next to his. 

"This was very thought out and planned." 

"Does that mean you like it?" I nodded my head and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. 

"I don't just like it," I smiled. "I love it."

He smiled back before getting a bit excited about something. "Thats not all though," He pointed to the giant movie screen. "A movie is going to be playing for us to watch." 

"What movie?"

"The notebook." I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. 

"You want to watch the notebook?" He nodded.

"Its one of my favorite movies."

"Seriously?" He nodded with a confused expression. 

"I also like the movies Love Actually and The Titanic." I laughed while shaking my head before opening up my gatorade and taking a sip of it.

"You're such a chick." He put his hand over his heart in mock heart. 

"Am not." I gave him a serious look. 

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