Only Angel

First Date ✔️

It's Friday now, the week has gone by so fast. I'm currently getting ready for my date with Harry when I get a text.

Harry: Want me to pick you up?

Grace: Sure. Thank you!

Harry: No problem! See you in 20!

I put my phone down and smile. I'm actually having dinner with Harry Styles! It's not a date though, just friends having dinner. I have to keep reminding myself this. I'm not really ready for a relationship yet. Especially after what happened with my last boyfriend...

Back in the past:

I walk into my apartment I share with my boyfriend, Matt. "I'm home!" I yell into the house as I place my purse on the kitchen table. I get no answer. He must not be home yet.

I walk upstairs to our bedroom and that's when I hear it. Moaning. A girl moaning specifically. I open the bedroom door a crack to see what's going on. Inside the room, I see Matt and a random girl having sex.

Tears immediately start falling from my eyes. I open the door all the way and walk into the room. "What the hell!" The girl screams at me. "Babe I can explain! It's not what it looks like!" He says getting up from the girl.

"I don't care what is going on. You're cheating and that's clear. I won't let you cheat on me anymore. We're done." I say through tears. He looks at me in shock. "Fine with me. Bella here is a better fuck anyway." The asshole smirks.

I walk up to him and wipe that bloody smirk off his face. "Fuck you, Matt." I sob. I go to the closet and grab my suitcase and start packing my clothes. I'm not staying in a house with a cheater anymore.

I walk calmly out of the room, suitcase in tow, and call Jenny, asking if I can move in with her.

Present:

A tear falls down my face as I remember that day. It was honestly the worst day of my life. I can't focus on that now though. I need to let myself be happy for once. Maybe Harry's friendship will help me open up again.

I put on a blue dress with little white flowers on it. I pair it with a pair of black Doc Martens. I leave my hair curly blonde hair down. The only makeup I'm wearing is mascara and some lip balm. I hate wearing makeup, it makes me break out.

I give myself a once over in the mirror. I look cute. I hope Harry likes how I look. "Grace, you don't need a man to tell you you're pretty for you to be pretty!" I scold myself out loud. "Who are you talking to?" Jenny asks from the door.

I jump at the sound of her voice. "Jesus, you scared me! I'm just talking to myself." I say laughing lightly. "Well, Harry Styles is downstairs with roses so I'd hurry up if I were you. Also, you look fucking hot." She says giving me a once over. I blush as she says I look hot.

We walk downstairs to find Harry standing awkwardly in the middle of the living room with roses. As soon as he sees me, he smiles. "Wow. You look, absolutely beautiful." I blush at his compliment. He shakes his head as if coming out of a daze. "Um, these are for you." He says giving me an adorably awkward smile as he hands me the flowers.

I can't help but smile at his cuteness. "Thank you. They're beautiful." I say taking the roses from his hands. I turn to Jenny. "Would you mind putting these in water for me?" I ask her. "Um, yeah, sure." She stutters, her gaze still fixated on Harry. I laugh to myself as I hand her the flowers.

"Ready to go?" Harry asks. I nod. "Ready as I'll ever be!"

We walk out of the apartment and walk to a beautiful white Mercedes Benz. I have to admit I have a soft spot for vintage cars. "Wow. I love your car!" I laugh as I get into the car. He smiles and thanks me. Soon we're driving to the restaurant.