Lolita (h.s) ON HOLD

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"Let's just say, Innocent Lolita," he whispered, "That you'll never look at me the same way, ever again."

I raised my eyebrow at him, blinking twice. "Excuse me, what?" Harry leaned back and smirked, sighing before scratching his chin. I could see a little bit of stubble, it was hardly noticable. "Eh, You may find out soon enough, no promises though." I nodded and cleared my throat. What was this man on about? "I need to use the bathroom."

Harry nodded as I got up off the couch, taking my bags with me. I changed my tampon and washed up, looking for toothpaste to make my breath smell better. Even though I hadn't eaten, I still felt the need to freshen up my breathe- not for Harry in particular.

I returned with a smile, putting my bag next to the couch and crossing my legs. "I'm kinda scared that I've lost my key, what if someone gets into my house?" I sighed. Harry rolled his eyes, smiling, "I doubt that they'd choose your apartment building to choose to break into. The key doesn't even have any adress on it."

"True.." I trailed off, reaching for the remote to turn on the television. I flicked through the channels, sighing every time a reality tv show came on. "Do you have a movie channel or something?" I groaned, pressing the buttons on the remote, trying to find something that'll entertain me. Harry took the remote off me, pressing a button on it which brought up a menu on the television. "Oh."

"Yes Lolita, Oh."

I blushed, taking the remote from Harry again. Our fingers brushed, something sizzling inside of me, tingling from my finger throughout my arm. I ignored the touch, clearing my throat and scrolling through the different movies that were on.

I chose Frozen, seeing as it was the only decent movie available at the moment. "Oh no..." Harry groaned, rolling his eyes and slumping in his seat like a child. "That let it be song annoys the fuck out of me."

"Let It Go," I corrected him, "And I think it's a fantastic song." I further annoyed Harry by humming the tune, swaying from side to side. I turned down the volume of the TV, still loud enough for me to hear it and Harry at the same time. "Go out to dinner with me." I looked away from the TV and stared at Harry with a suprised look on my face. "Me? Go out to dinner with you?"

Harry smiled, moving his arm to the back of the couch, right above my head. "You say it like it's a bad thing. But yea, I'll pay for dinner and everything."

'It seems like he could buy you endless dinners." My subconcious said. I pushed her away, ignoring her snide comment. "I-I guess so. But what about Luna? She'll wonder where I am."

"You can just text her, say you're hanging with a friend or something." I felt bad, knowing Luna's feelings for Harry and how much she liked him, regardless of who he was. Then again, here I was, sitting in his apartment, on his couch watching Frozen with him, It couldn't get any worse than this, could it? "Yeah why not, what time should I meet you?"

Harry looked at his watch, an expensive one that is, looking at me and clicking his tongue. "Hm.. I'll pick you up from the corner near your apartment at five-thirty, that sound good?" I nodded and smiled, finally I can go out with someone I can hopefully call, a friend.

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Harry picked me up at exactly 5:30, like he said. I had to lie to Luna, making up a lie that I was going to the movies with a friend, dodging her question of which friend and why I was going to the movies for the second night in a row. I put on a pair of jeans and a sweater and some sandals. I let my hair loose down my back and combed mascara through my lashes.

Harry was wearing the same jeans as before, but with a white t-shirt with what seemed to be hands on it. A black blazer was on top and dress shoes- he seemed to have countless pairs of them. I walked up to Harry, smiling as I held my purse in my hand, entering the car as he opened the door for me.