Harry manages to carry a conversation going while driving for a whole hour yet he would not tell me where we are going no matter how many times I asked.
"It's good that you look nice today." He smiles.
"I always try to look my best going to class." I cockily say.
"Why? Who are you trying to impress?" He laughs.
"Myself." My tone was almost convincing that I was serious.
"Wow. Confidence." He gives me a small glance along with a smirk forming on his face.
"No. I just feel my best when I dress my best. Plus I'm obsessed with designer clothes. My style is black and expensive."
"Yeah you constantly look like you should be pasted on a magazine." He parks the car and turns to me.
"Thank you?"
"Take it how you want. No get out." He unlocks the car doors.
We both stand in front of a high building.
"Here we are." He walks past me and rests his hand on my back.
"And we are where?" I ask.
"The most luxurious restaurant I know. And oh look! There comes Sophia!" He lets go of me and heads towards Sophia's car. She seems to be with a male. I follow.
"Hey Sophia!" He greets her with a hug as Liam gets out of the car. Liam? What the hell?
I stand frozen as I watch Liam's face twist in shock as he remembers who we are.
"Hey El!" Sophia grabs me in her arms.
Liam clears his throat and give Harry a hand shake. "El, Harry, this is my boyfriend Liam Payne." Sophia smiles. I stand behind Harry like a lost child. harry doesn't seem to even remember him, probably because the last time he has seen him he was too drunk to even remember.
"I hear this place is amazing!" Liam speaks then puts his hand around Sophia's waste.
"Been here too many times to count really." Harry leads the way towards the restaurant and bar called Blue Diamond.
The place is dark with multiple colored small lights shining towards every table and booth. A bald man approaches with a fake accent asking how many for one table as if he can't count.
"Four." Harry speaks for us all.
"This way." He tries to lead us but Harry takes us the opposite way.
"Where are we going?" I whisper.
"VIP."
"But he told us to follow him." I look over just to see that the balled man is still trying to find an open table for us.
"You always follow rules." He looks down at me.
"But-"
"I know the owner. It's fine." He wraps on of his arms around me.
"Okay." I give in.
Sophia and Liam seem to really enjoy this place. They look so perfect together but it's kind of awkward that I already know Liam. Well, I don't 'know' him personally, I've just seen him around. And I also know that he almost killed Harry.
We all take our seats in a white leather booth. It curves around a cherry red wooden table that carries four tall champagne glasses along with a champagne bottle. It all looks very classy and expensive as hell.
Harry being a host of all of this, he is oddly silenced. Sophia and Liam carrying on a conversation about there education levels while Harry acts as if he is interested. Knowing Harry very well, I understand from all of his lame questions that he doesn't give a shit at all and he just wants to annoy them by stumbling them upon some really mind blowing questions that I myself can not answer.
