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Harry's POV
"you like her don't you?"
"who?" I stared at the tv continuing to play FIFA on the playstation 3 we just purchased recently.
"normani dude.. what's up with you two?"
"nothing's up, she's like my sister.." I turned my head towards him quickly and then back at the screen. both him and lauren chuckled at my comment.
"right.. if she's you're sister than you must really be down for incest"
"shut up" I pushed him off the couch.
"zayn stop that's gross.." lauren helped him up, "but I definitely think you're crushing on her harry.."
I paused the game, "I'm leaving." I shook my head. Sure normani's cute and I think about her almost all the time and I love being around her but I wouldn't say I'm crushing on her. I feel that way about a lot people.
"harry come onnnn.." Lauren followed me out to my car. I swear if she wasn't Normani's best friend and Zayn's.. whatever the fuck they are she'd be gone.
"yes?" I turned to face her leaning on my car.
"sorry okay, I just thought you liked her a little" Normani's car pulled into the driveway right on cue and she waved at us.
"look all I'm saying is you guys would be really cute and if you do like her the way I think you do, you should ask her out on a date" Lauren said quickly before mani made her way over to us.
"hey guys what's up?"
"oh nothing, just talking to harry about relationships" Lauren smiled and I choked on my spit, "I finally admitted to liking Zayn so I'm asking him for advice, right harry?"
"um.. yeah" I rubbed the back of my neck nervously. why was I nervous? because lauren fucking jauregui put the idea of a date in my head, that's why.
"well harry has something really important to tell you so I'll just go back to zayn." lauren winked at Normani and walked back into the house.
fucking shit lauren are you serious? now I have to come up with some bullshit story about something important.
or you could just tell her the truth
or you could just shut the fuck up
"harry is everything okay? is that why you called me? is something wrong?" Normani put her hand on my shoulder and looked me in the eyes.
"no um.." I turned to the ground and she grabbed my face to look at her.
"harry.. tell me what's wrong."
just ask her on a date
"um.. would you.."
spit it out styles
"what are you doing tomorrow night?"
"umm I have dance class at 7 but I get out at 9, why do you wanna watch movies or something?"
yes
"no I was wondering if you would wanna get dinner?"
"at 10 o'clock?" she laughed lightly.
of course she laughed. why would she want to get dinner right after dance at 9/10 o'clock at night?
"how about we just order Chinese and pretend we're at a restaurant?" she wiggled her eyebrows up and down.
"okay cool it's a date.. well not a date well I mean you know.. I'm going to the store need anything?" I walked over the the drivers side of my car getting in before I embarrassed myself even more.
"no I'm fine," she giggled. jesus, her fucking laugh could cure cancer or some shit. it was my favorite sound she made.. for now anyways. I smirked at my thoughts and shook my head.
"harry?"
"hmm?"
"why the smirk?"
"nothing mani, just.. thinking that's all"
he's so nervous omg
and he curses a lot wowie
but this story is complete and utter cow poop
I'm so sorry if you're still reading, I'm brainstorming ideas to make it better
but you guys should def read my michael fanfic bc it's just as horrible but it would make me happy if people actually read it looool
okay peace and hair grease my loves! xoxoxox
