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chapter 180, 182

the first actual date


"Tessa!" Harry's voice calls as I reach the locker room.

When I turn around he jogs up to meet me and runs his hands over his hair, pulling the cloth from his head.

"I uhm.. I wanted to talk to you about something.." He sounds off, like he's nervous?

"Right now? I don't think this is the place?" I don't want to hash out all of our problems in the middle of athletic building.

"No.. it's not that." His voice is high pitched.

He is nervous, this can't be good. He's never nervous.

"I was wondering.. I don't know.. Never mind." He flushes and turns around to walk away.

I sigh and turn to go inside to change.

"Would you go out with me!" He yells.. practically screams really.

"What?" I can't hide my suprise as I turn around.

"Like a date.. you know like I could take you on a date? Only if you want to of course, but it could be fun maybe? I'm not sure really, but I would.." He rambles and I decide to end his humiliation as his cheeks flush a deep crimson.

"Sure." I answer and he down at me.

"Really?" His lips turn to smile, a nervous smile.

...

Most of my anger is dissolved when Harry steps out of the car in the black button up shirt he wore to the dinner party. Is he wearing dress pants? Oh my god he is. And dress shoes, shiny black dress shoes. Wow.

He really is going all out for this. He looks so handsome and he even styles his hair. It's pushed back and I can tell he used something to keep it that way because it doesn't fall down onto his forehead as he walks the way it usually does.

"Erm.. hi?" He flushes.

"Hi." I can't stop staring at him.

Nervous Harry is my new favorite Harry.

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