Try Caring (Harry Styles/ One Direction)

8- Date

Harrys POV

There's something fishy about Addy. I don't know but one thing is for sure I don't like her in the slightest. She has like two sides of her, a shy innocent one and the other is this fierce confident girl. I personally like the shy, innocent, it makes her look all vulnerable and I just want to go and mend her back together. I want to be her rock; if she falls apart I will be there for her but that can't happen.

I'm positive she doesn't like me and when she has the fierce attitude I don't like her either. When she's like that she becomes annoying and obnoxious, just like Caroline. Don't get me wrong I like Caroline, a lot but sometimes she just gets annoying and it's too much to handle. She expects me to be so mature when I'm with her but the thing is I'm only 18. That is one thing that annoys me of her, she forgets I'm only 18 and she starts acting like my mother. It gets on my nerves.

Anyways back to talking about Addy, I don't know what it is about her that attracts me. Another thing she looks so much like Caroline, it's frightening. I think Addy can even pass as Caroline's daughter, but Caroline would've been very young when she had her. Imagine I would be dating the mother, and at the same time thinking about her daughter! That is just absurd!

UGH! Why am I even thinking about her? This is so frustrating I'm supposed to be getting ready to leave to go to Caroline's flat to pick her up since we have a date tonight. I'm not even sure if I want to go to this date with her, I'm not in the mood. Maybe I should just call it off? Nah, I shouldn't do that, which would be rude.

I make my way downstairs, where all the lads are at watching TV with Addy. I say my farewells to them, hugging the guys and giving a light peck on Addy's cheek. I don't know why I did that, I guess it was spur of the moment kind of thing. I get inside my car; it only takes like 15 minutes to get there so I'm good with time. Driving through the streets of London, surprisingly there's no traffic which I'm glad for!

After several minutes cruising through the streets of London I finally make it to Caroline's flat. I'm taking her to tis restaurant called Queen's Palace, it's a new restaurant and people keep saying it's a really nice place so, why not try it out? I get out of my car and make my way towards Caroline's front door, knocking once I'm in from of it. I only had to wait several seconds before Caroline opened the door. She stood there wearing a black short, tight, long sleeved dress. The dress was nice but it didn't look too well on Caroline, it looked like Caroline wanted to be seen younger. It looked just plain weird and a little bit disgusting in a way.

"Hello, how hav-" I got rudely interrupted by Caroline shoving her lips onto mine. It took me by surprise and it got me annoyed. Did she really have to do that? I don't know why but lately everything she does is getting me annoyed, just by doing something simple as brushing her hair over her shoulder gets me annoyed.

I didn't respond to the kiss and I just shoved her away rudely. I don't know what came over me but I just wanted to turn around and leave. Get the hell away out of here just leave her. But we all know I couldn't do that, I just stepped back and looked at her. She was annoyed and it looked like she wanted to rip my head off my neck. Well I hope this date goes well, fingers crossed.

We made our way towards my black Range Rover and it was just plain awkward. During the whole ride to the restaurant Caroline didn't utter a word and I frankly didn't know what to say either. This was the first time this ever happened and I have been noticing that we have been getting a little bit distanced. The awkward silence was very disturbing like you don't know what to say and do and you just don't know what to do with yourself.

Thank god! I finally had the restaurant in eye's view; I don't think I could've survived several more minutes stuck in the car with Caroline. That's how bad it was, desperate enough to ditch your girlfriend and get the hell out of there. We made our way to the entrance until we were standing in front of the podium with the hostess.