Chapter ✿ 4

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Harry's POV

"Harry mate, what are you wearing?" Niall asks, astonished.

"Clothes." I reply bluntly, spraying my aftershave all around. Niall backs away coughing and I smirk.

"Mate, that's really formal. " As I put down the aftershave, I pick up the flowers and the bright blue box.

"You got her flowers?Why?" Niall gapes.

"I want to have a little fun! What's so wrong with that?"

"I think you're playing with fire mate."

Holly's POV

"Poppy I need your help with the zip!" I call, leaning my head round the door frame.

"Coming!" she replies and after a few seconds, I see a curly head of hair come into the bathroom. 

"You look so pretty! Niall's going to eat a candle when he sees you." Poppy's wearing a simple asymmetrical black and white striped dress with black heels, a red lip and a smokey eye.

"Well you look amazing too!" I'm wearing a white skater dress with a bow at the back, and my hair is in a simple plait. Slipping on my heels, I grab the house keys and we head out.

"Remind me again why we're walking?" Poppy groans.

"Because we live 2 blocks away from this place they texted us." Somehow Poppy and Niall had swapped numbers, and he had told her to meet them in a square near the Thames that was surrounded by restaurants.They all looked extremely fancy and much more expensive than I could possibly ever pay for myself for dinner. Suddenly, shouting and screaming breaks me out of my trance. Looking up, I see at least 200 girls all sprinting towards us, and turning my head to the right I realise that Poppy is talking with two big, muscly figures. Oh goody they're here. The rude side of my brain kicks into action. Be nice, she wouldn't have wanted you to be like this. The nice side of my brain interjects, and I decide to listen to that side. Poppy jogs over and grabs my hand, and pulls me over to where the boys are standing in a sheltered, hidden area of the square. 

"Hi boys" I sigh while pulling back my hair. They both spin around, and instantly one leans in to kiss me on the cheek.Smelling his pungent aftershave, I immediately recognise that it's him. Harry. He kisses me on the cheek, lingering a bit too long for my taste. He stands up straight and I realise how tall he actually is compared to me, even when I have heels on. "Niall," I nod my head at him and he lifts his hand as a hello.

"Sorry we had to meet here, the fans might be a little bit too much for you girls if they see you going to dinner with us."

"That's okay.What one of these lovely restaurants are we going to?" Poppy asks.

"Well we have booked the OXO Tower, but if anything else looks good then we can go there," Niall suggests

"No, the OXO Tower sounds great!" Poppy gushes and begins walking left towards a building, and I follow her.

"Er, it's over this way." Niall says, the edges of his mouth turning up slightly.

"Oh.Right! Well I knew that" Poppy tries to redeem herself and Niall shakes his head smiling. Guiding her over to the right, he shyly puts his arm down to Poppy's waist and rests his hand over hers. Poppy instantly realizes what he's doing, then intertwines her fingers with him.

"Well are we going to head off then?" Harry rudely asks.

"Fine." I reply stoically and angrily walk in front of him. The nerve. Poppy and Niall take a left turn, and then enter inside a tall chrome building, and Harry and I follow. When we're inside the building,numerous receptionists and security guards surround us. They immediately usher us into an elevator where a little man presses a button, nods his head and walks out, leaving the eight of us in an elevator. That is the four of us and four security guards. When we arrive at the floor, the elevator dings and the door slides open. I exit the elevator first, closely followed by Harry and Poppy and Niall exit last. The restaurant is lit dimly, and The security guards guide us over to the maitre d's table where a woman in a tight dress crosses off a name and walks us to her table, but not before she asks for a signature from both the boys, and they oblige. When we're seated at the table and we have been given our menus, I look over to Harry. 

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