Chasing the Sun (1D)

Chapter 19: halira date

A reminder of Ali’s outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=59321065

Chapter 19: Harlia date.

Ali’s POV

‘Ali? Oh, Ali?’ Harry singsonged for me. I rolled my eyes at how he tried to sound like a sweet mother. What a stupid boy.

‘Harry, my dear boy. I’m here’ I sang.

He walked into the living room where i’ve been for the past hour. He wore a blue t-shirt with grey shorts and white converse. He also wore a grey beanie on his head.

‘Are you ready, my lady?’ He bowed in front of me and kissed my hand.

‘Yes, I am, good sir.’ I curtsied.

‘Shall we?’ he said hooking his arm.

‘We shall.’ I grinned and linked my arm with his. Once we got out the door, we both laughed.

‘Okay, that’s weird. Let’s not do it ever again.’ I say, giggling slightly. I don’t usually giggle but Harry brings it out. I’m not myself with him but then again I am. it’s like i have this person in me that I’ve always been but it never really come out.

‘Anything for you, kind lady.’ he says with a smirk.

‘Harry!’ I scolded.

‘Ali!’ he mimicks me. I stopped abruptly and crossed my arms over my chest. I stare at him.

‘Alira Jane Somers. You either walk with me or I carry you.’ I just shook my head at him and never moved.

‘I bet you can’t even carry me.’ I retort.

‘I bet you weigh nothing more than 100 pounds.’

‘How much is that in kilos?’ I asked. I’m never good at converting things and we, Aussies don’t use pounds. We use kilos, they’re way more easier to use.

‘Erm, I think about 40? 45?’

‘Oh, pfft. I weigh more than that.’

‘I beg to differ.’ and he picked me up bridal style. ‘Lighter than a goddamn feather.’

‘You’re lying, Harry. And one mustn’t tell lies.’ I said, quoting Harry Potter.

‘Harry Potter fan?’ he smirked.

‘Don’t make fun of me and being a potterhead. At least I’m not as crazy as your directioners.’ i retaliate.

‘Don’t diss our directioners.’ He says sternly and looked straight into my eyes.

‘Yes, pappa.’ I giggled.

‘Ew, don’t pappa me. It would be weird if I started dating you.’ I started when he said that. Date me? He wants to date me?

‘Rightio, Hazabro.’ i rhymed and brushed off what he said. He moved me and, I honestly don’t know how he did it, I ended up on his back.

‘Okay, how the hell did you do that?’ I ask.

‘Magic.’ He says while moving his arms like a magician.

‘You’re weird, you know that right?’ I say, gripping onto him tightly.

‘Not as much as Lou.’ He chuckles.

Great. Now he just reminded me of Louis. How am I supposed to know if he likes me or not. If he did he would’ve argued with Harry about taking me out. But he didn’t. He just nodded and walked off. It makes me think he doesn’t even like me. But if he didn’t what was up with that kiss? Ugh, he’s making everything so complicated.