Simply Beautiful (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Four

My alarm went off and I groaned loudly. No, I don't really hate mornings, but doesn't mean I enjoy waking up. I grabbed my phone and shut off the alarm, it was 10:00, that means I have two hours to get ready for my little outing with Harry.

I ran into the shower. I rubbed in the shampoo, washed it out. Then conditioned my tips, to help with the split ends. I put on a black t-shirt, with light blue skinny jeans, with a few rips here and there. To top it off I threw on a brown scarf with thin black stripes crossing it.

I grabbed my dark pink bag, this would complete it. For my make-up, just some eye-liner, mascara and lip gloss, nothing to serious that I would need major timing.

For my hair, it was a little poofy. It took a good half hour but I brushed it to where it would stay down, and had a nice flow to it.

I checked how I looked in the mirror, I was presentable. I took a quick look at my phone. 11:45. Yikes it really took me that long to look like this?

That's a little sad, but I will have to deal with it. I grabbed my white converse and slid them on, also grabbing my pink purse. I did not have much in here, but when I went to a cafe, I would carry cash instead of credit cards.

Just to be on the safe side.

"Oh where are you going, darling?" My mum asks me as I walk down into the large entree way.

"I am going out to a cafe with Harry." I smiled at her. "Honey, are you sure that is a good idea?"

"Why not? He just wants to apologize for the dating rumors."

"And then make them true." She muttered quietly, but I could hear her fairly well.

"Excuse me?"

"I didn't say a word dear." She plastered a fake smile.

"Yea, sure." What was so bad about Harry? He seemed like a nice lad.

There was a knock at the door. I ran over to it. "Hi Harry." I smiled at him.

"Hi Ava. You ready to go?" He asked me politely. I nodded. We walked up to his car, and as the gentlemen he is he opened the door for me before I could reach it.

"Thanks." A small thing in my stomach erupted as he gave me a pearly white smile.

"So, what are we going to do about the dating rumors?" I asked him curiously. That is the point we are going to lunch, I would have came anyways but that was the point of this occasion. He thought about my question a second before finally responding to me.

"We will do something after lunch, let's eat then we can go back to my place and discuss that." He finishes.

"Do the boys know where you are?" I asked him as his phone went off.

"No, they would have tagged along and I wanted you all for my self." He smirked over at me. "Your a selfish little lad."

"If selfish means having you, alone. Then yes my dear Ava, I am very selfish." He chuckled a bit at his statement. I giggled lightly.

We entered a small, unpopular cafe. The less known, the less of a chance to be seen. The waitress took our request and seated us away from the windows and further in the back.

"What would you like to drink?" One of the waitress asked us. She seemed bored, her eyes seemed lifeless, and her liking of being here almost looks like she puts no effort in her self.

"I would like an Ice Tea please?"

"Okay, and for you sir'?"

"Um... A coke?" He asks unsure of his own answer which made me laugh, it was effortlessly funny. Thank goodness I had a quieter laugh, since people would be starring at us if I was to loud.

"So Ava where did you grow up?"

"I grew up in the house I live in currently, as a young child, we never really spent much time in that house and were in a flat in London. Actually when I turned 18, I gained ownership of the flat and a lot of the family name."

"Oh that's cool. Why do you still live with your parents if you have your own flat?" He asked me curiously.

"Because, I am unsure of what I want to do next. I have a passion for music and dance, but I would like in my brother's shadow." I mumbled the last part to my self.

"Ava, I am sure you would be great. I did not know you liked to sing."

"Well if I do remember correctly Harry, we only met yesterday, and it is I who interviewed you, not you who interviewed me." I said with a bit of giggles, inbetween words. What is this boy doing to me?

"You are correct, love." He smiled and his dimples stuck out. The waitress came back with our drinks, took her long enough.

"Are you ready to order?" She asked us.

"I will have the BLT, please." I smiled as I handed her the menu.

"I will have the same." Harry added as he passed the waitress his menu.

"So two BLTs?"

"Yes." We both nodded. It was not that complex, that it really needed to be repeated.

We chattered back and forth. We were both almost finished when Harry's phone went off, again.

"Are you ever going to answer your phone? It is starting to give me a head ache, listening to the constant buzz of the phone." I groaned lightly.

"Um, well I guess." He shrugged and clicked accepted. I switched side and pressed my ear against his phone. He looked at me weirdly, but I wanted in on this conversation too!

"Harry where have you been and why have you not being calling?!" I hear Liam shout through the phone.

"I am at a cafe, and I did not want to be bothered so I didnt respond." He was not lying, just not the full truth.

"With who?" He asked curiously.

"I am just grabbing so lunch, I am going to bring Ava to the flat in about half an hour to discuss the dating rumors." Harry said calmly, while avoiding Liam's question.

"Half an hour?" That is all Liam gets out of that, is how much time he has? I swear, what does the world have saying girls are more dramatic than men?

"Yea, see you then?"

"Okay, bye Harry." He rushes and hanges up the phone.

I go back to my own side of the table.

"I would have kept the conversation going if I had known you were going back to your side." He smirked at me. "Thats why you didnt."

"Sneaky little one are we?" We continue finishing up our lunch, taking our time since Harry said we needed half an hour. We continued on with the light conversation about random things that we could think of. It was about 15 minutes, than we finally got up. Harry, much to my protest, paid for the bill and we went into his car and began his way to the boys' and his flat.

"You know I could have paid."

"I know." He smirked at me.

"Than why didn't you let me?"

"Because I said I was going to. And it is traditional for the host, as in me, to pay for the food." He did have a point.

"I guess."

We made our way through the long traffic, and actually ended up running a few minutes late, but it would make Harry's story much more realistic.

No fans, no paparazzi, no being mobbed. "That has honestly been one of the best public experienced." I admit as we get into the elevator.

"Why because I was there?"

I shook my head, and laughed. "No. Being there was no fans, paparazzi or being mobbed involved."

"I guess your right. It would have been just as good even with them, as long as I am with you." My stomach fluttered.

"Well, well, aren't we Mr. Flirty today?" I asked cheerily and jokingly.

"Indeed I am." He chuckled. The elevator dinged and we exited it nicely and made our way towards the boys' flat.