The Bad Boy

Chapter 10

Stephanie's P.O.V.

Harry invites me to dinner the next night, and then he leaves, claiming Zayn needed him to help with something but he wouldn't tell me what. I don't like Zayn, he gives me a bad feeling. Something is off with him. I call Ally to invite her over, and she is here in five minutes.

"Oh my lordikins what was that?" Ally asks, bursting into the room.

"I KNOW RIGHT!?" I squeal.

"DEETS! DEETS NOW!" Ally commands, sitting down next to me.

I tell her everything that happened with Harry, pausing every other sentence for a quick bout of squealing.

"Oh my gosh I'm so happy for you guys!" She says.

"I am to." I say.

"Even more than happy, i'm increasingly interested to see how this whole, not killing each other because you're in love." She laughs.

"Don't joke. Or jinx it." I laugh with her.

"So, can Niall and I spy on you?" She asks.

"Talk to Harry about it." I shrug.

"So that's a no and I don't even have to ask." Ally says.

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After school the next day, Ally comes over to help me get dressed. She picks out a leather tube top, and a pale pink skirt with a bow on the back, and a pair of matchig pink pumps. I change and allow her to do my makeup and then she pulls the front part of my hair over my head so you can't see my part and then put only that part of hair in a ponytail on the back of my head. All in all I don't look too bad.

"Wish me luck." I say as Harry's car pulls up in front fo the house.

She hands me a mint colored quilted purse with a bow on the front of it and a silver chain. Harry rings the doorbell, and Ally pulls it open.

"Be good to her." Ally says.

Harry smiles at me, his cheeky dimple filled smile. He wears black jeans and a black t-shirt and his black workboots. As usual.

"No problem." Harry says and holds out his arm.

"I'll be here when you get back." Ally says as I place my hand on Harry's arm and he leads me out to his car.

"You're being awfully gentleman like to be wearing black jeans and a matching t-shirt." I say as he pulls open the passenger door of his SUV.

"I may not be dressed to impress but I still intend to." Harry says and closes the door and hurries around to the driver side.

"Good luck with that, where are we going for dinner?" I ask.

"How does Chedddars sound?" Harry asks.

"Faboo." I joke.

Harry drives me to the restaurant with his music pumping. We have totally different music taste. I like a lot of the popular music, while he likes a bunch of rock bands, that mostly consist of screaming. The ride there is still fun though, just watching his singing and dancing is fun.

When we get to Cheddars, Harry gets out of the car, and opens my door for me. He is suprising me more by the second.

"Thank you," I say, getting out.

"Your welcome," He smiles, and grabs my hand.

We walk into the restaurant and quickly get a table. There aren't very many people there because it's a school night. The hostess leads us to a booth in the way back.

"So, what's good here?" Harry asks, opening his menu and furrowing his eyebrows.

"Loaded baked potato." I say.

"That does sound really good." Harry nods. "I'm going to get that, and the chicken fingers. Will you eat some of those?"

"Yeah I guess." I say, "Eat much?"

"Babe, when you got rock hard abs like me, you don't worry too much about what you eat." He pounds his stomach and winks.

I roll my eyes as the waitress appears to take our drink orders.

"Can I have the rasperry lemonade?" I say.

"Okay, what about you handsome man?" She asks, flicking a piece of her purple pixie cut behind her heavily piered ear. "I'm Carmen by the way." She winks.

"I'll have a Bud Lite." Harry says.

"Are you 21?" She looks skeptical. He winks and giver her an award winning smile. "I'll have your drinks out right away." She giggles, then waltzes away, her hips swishing to emphasize her minuscule ass.

"Wow." I say. "Just wooooooooowwwwwwww."

"Hey, I got my beer. No harm done." Harry says. "Besides, I'm here with the world's most beautiful girl, so why would I even dream of flirting with that chick?"

I blush and giggle. "You are being really...polite." I say.

He shrugs as the waitress returns, the top three buttons undone on her top. She sits a plain lemonade in front of me, then leans over so her cleavage is right in Harry's face and sits his beer in front of him.

When she straightens Harry says, "She wanted a raspberry lemonade. This is just regular." He pushes my drink back towards her.

She glares at me and picks up the drink, "Scurry along!" I wave her away with my hand.

Harry looks up from under his hair at me, laughing. "You are too much."

"I try." I shrug.

The waitress returns and slams my drink onto the table. The glass breaks, and the lemonade comes dangerously close to spilling all over my lap. I lunge out of the booth as does Harry.

"YOU BITCH!" I roar.

"Fight me." She snears.

I prepare to slap her, but I feel Harry's arms wrap around my waist, pinning my arms to the side. He lifts me off the ground and drags me to the door.

"HAVE A NICE NIGHT FOLKS!" He nods, then walks out the door, carrying me to the SUV.

He sets me down then raises his eyebrows.

"Pull down your eyebrows, they're about to take flight from your forehead." I say, crossing my arms and climbing into the passenger seat.

He hops into the driver's seat and he pulls a face. "Good girl gone bad."

"I am so far from a good girl you don't even know." I say.

"As you and Ally would say, bitch please." He says, "Prove it."

"Okay." I say and then add "What is tomorrow?"

"Wednesday." He answers, an interested yet suspicious look playing onto his face.

"Precisely, and that is the middle of the week correct?" I ask.

"Yes?" He says it like a question.

"Let's see if you can handle this 'good girl' then." I say with quotes around the word's good girl. "Meet me outside my window at nine thirty tomorrow night."

We pull up in front of my house. "Why?" He asks.

"Trust me. You won't regret it." I wink.

He still looks uneasy. I grab the back of his neck and yank him hard towards me. I crash my lips into his, and then pull myself over closer to him. I kiss him forcefully, my tongue pushing between his lips first. Then I pull back and hop out of his side door.

He looks shocked, as I close the door and saunter up to the house. I stop with one foot in the front door, and turn before blowing him a kiss. Then I hop in the door and slam it closed behind me. He has no idea what he's in for.