Foreign | H.S.

Chapter 12

"Goodbye Laura!" I chime as I leave the restaurant after my shift. I had a half day so it's still early than usual but the night has fallen.

"Good evening, m'lady" A familiar deep voice grabs my attention and I glance around and find Harry giving his bright tooth-grin with his hair all over the place on his head. The beauty my sight holds is incomparable to anything and everything. The way his shamrock shade eyes twinkle as his smile reaches them. Perfection.

"Good evening," I greet in confusion, "what are you doing here?" I ask after we share a quick peck on the lips.

"You said you were getting off early, so.." He trails dangling his car keys in front of my face.

We need to know that it's been a week since the wonderful first date and the two of us have become even more comfortable with each other than we already were. Isha's accustomed with him as well. And as for me, I've been mesmerised by his gorgeous self.

"Aww, thank you for picking me up" I gushed walking upto his car.

"My pleasure" He grunts as he seats himself in the driving seat, "and I have a surprise" He sings.

"What?"

"A surprise date!"

"Oh my god, what! No, I'm not prepared.." I whine.

"It's nothing special to be prepared for, come on, it'll be fun" He insisted, glancing at me.

"But I'm not dressed properly and-"

"Why do you need to get dressed
properly?"

"Because it's a date!" I claimed.

"With me," He assures in a soft voice, "and you look perfect"

I huff and look out of the window, but smile nonetheless because of the efforts he's making. Be it a date, picking me from work or simply chilling out with me to get to know me better. I look over to see him with a concentrated face trying to weave us through traffic. He catches my gaze and smiles back.

"Why are you smiling at me like that?" He asked once we stopped at a red light.

"Do you know you're a fabulous person and a beautiful boyfriend?" He just chuckles and gets his concentration back at the road.

"And do you know that you are gorgeous girlfriend and a splendid person who can be boring sometimes?" He asks back and puts his one hand on my thigh as he drives with the other.

"I know, I need to stop with my fun facts which aren't really fun" I sigh, making him laugh. "So here's a fun fact" I began.

"No" He whined.

"This is an interesting one, please" I beg.

"Only if I get to say a knock-knock joke afterwards" He replies.

"You know I like those" He shrugs at it and I continue, "did you know it's not really the things getting expensive but the value of money reducing"

He ponders upon it like processing my words, "Oh," He echoes at realisation, "that is a good one"

"Now my joke" He starts after a beat and I prop my elbow at the middle console, looking at him through my eyelashes.

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"The view, oh my god Harry! Look at the view!" I exclaim, gripping a metal railing next to which Harry parked his car that overlooks a part of gleaming London. "How the hell do you find such spots?" I shake my head, turning around to see him spreading a blanket on the hood of the car.