I Dare You

Twenty-one

Three days later and Novelly had decided against the dress she found online. Prom was next week and she knew her dress wouldn't make it in time so she decided on a simply black and white dress from the store her and Harry had paid a visit to.

After seeing the dress, Gemma took Harry tuxedo shopping, finding the right style for Harry to wear, and he looked very handsome in it.

It was a simple black tux, with a black and white spotted shirt underneath, a white pocket hanky sticking out slightly on his chest and of corse a white flower to match the corsage he would buy Novelly.

With every day, the anxiety began to build in Harry's stomach. He was too excited for prom, but nervous as hell knowing it would some how end in a disaster. Whether it be because of Louis, his car breaking down, spilling something on someone, stepping on her feet while dancing- or what ever God had in store to ruin the night.

He knew it wouldn't be perfect, and it made him that much more nervous, planning everything out in order so that it would be perfect.

Not for him.

But for Novelly.

***

"You wanna use my car?" Jasmine repeated Harry's question.

"Please. Just for the night, after I drop her off at her house I'll bring it back to you-"

"Just don't wreck it. Please?"

"Of corse not."

"And no one else in the car." Jasmine had a few rules to set.

"What about Niall?" Harry asked.

"I guess that's fine- just. Only you three can be in the car." Jasmine strictly said.

"Okay. What about Niall's date?" Harry asked.

"Niall got a date?"

"Actually, no I don't think he did yet. And I don't even think Niall will be in the car, but I thought I should ask just in case because the lad is kind of unpredictable." Harry shrugged. Jasmine smiled slightly, she enjoyed the little Irish lad, she found him adorable and quite funny.

"Well. Yes, you can use my car. No drinking, no smoking- just driving."

"No drinking? Awe Jasmine you ruin all the fun." Harry joked.

"Water is fine."

"No punch?" Harry asked. Jasmine gave Harry a look and then laughed.

"Don't get smart ass with me boy."

"Sorry." Harry chuckled, raising his hands in defeat.

"Are you getting a motel room after prom?" Jasmine asked out of the blue. Harry practically choked on his tea, looking up at Jasmine in shock.

"What? Why would I do that?"

"You're a teenage boy going to prom with the girl of your dreams? I don't know." She said sarcastically.

"Well... No. I didn't even think of getting a motel room. Besides, what would I use it for?"

"You can be so clueless."

"Well I'm not going to have sex with her." Harry stated bluntly.

"Why not?"

"Why? Do you want me to?" Harry felt uncomfortable. Jasmine shrugged her shoulders, shaking her head.

"I'm not saying I want you to have sex, Harry. I'm just shocked you don't want to."

"I'm a 16 year old virgin, Jasmine. You think I don't want to have sex? Did you forget I'm also a boy?" Harry chuckled, Jasmine laughed.