5: Dinner

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"Oh my gosh! Really? Eleven Madison Park?", this felt so surreal.

"Yea",he said with a chuckle,"have you never been there?".

"No, that place is so expensive and- wait I only have $150 with me that barely covers an entree I'm sorry but I don't have enough money",I couldn't help but frown.

"What, how are you going to pay for me then?",he asked I couldn't help but start laughing at him.

"Well I guess we could just go to McDonald's. It's my treat", I said with a grin.

"I don't feel like eating junk right now so I'll just pay for you".

"Hey, I happed to like that junk",I said defending the honor of McDonald's.

"Of course you would, people like you don't know what real food is". Rude much?

"Excuse me? What do you mean people like me?". I was starting to think that Harry might be bipolar.

"Nothing, never mind, we're already here". He got out and told Martin to open the door for me but I beat him to it. It's not that I had anything against Martin I was just frustrated and regretting coming to dinner even if it was the fanciest restaurant I would ever set foot on.

We walked over to the entrance where a man in a very expensive looking suit asked us if we had reservations while looking us up and down.

"Table for two, under the reservation of Harry Styles". Harry said with sophistication,and as if on cue the man began praising him.

"Oh yes, Mr. Styles we got you the best table...i-it such a honor to-to be serving you". That man had just been looking us up and down in a disapproving way and now he was allover Harry wow. He sat us and gave us the menu and introduced us to our waiter.

Harry order hazelnut soup and I just went along with him since everything else had a gross name or was too hard to pronounce.

"What would you like to drink?". Asked the young handsome waiter who didn't appear to be fazed by Harry.

"Um I'll just have water". I said.

"Water? No, we will have a bottle of your best champagne", Harry said. The waiter, who's name was Erek according to his name tag thingy, gave me a look that said 'do I give you champagne or what?' to witch a just politely smiled and nodded. When the food came it was delicious.

"How did you know where I live and what my name is", I asked as we ate.

"Ah I was wondering if you were ever going to ask ,well I just asked Jesse what your name was and I might have a detective friend who I asked to follow you around for a day or two". Creepy!

"That's creepy and who is Jesse?". I said as I took a sip of my champagne and it was the most delicious thing I have ever drunk. "This champagne tastes amazing".

"Jesse your boss from my the coffee shop where you work at" he said with annoyance but I understood he meant Jason."Have you ever even drank alcohol?", he asked with a smirk on his handsome face.

"Yeah when I was in high school I drank a Smirnoff and I would sometimes drink wine coolers."

"What about beer?", he asked.

"No, it smells nasty I can imagine how it tastes". The rest of the dinner actually went great. Then we headed back to the car and Harry told Martin to take us back to his hotel.

"Why are we going to your hotel?",I asked.

"I want to have some fun",he said with a wink causing me to blush.

"I'm not having sex with you".

"Why not? I took you out to dinner".

"Are you serious? Because I hardly even know you". I can't believe it I though he was actually a nice guy.

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