Part 4

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Y/N was very very excited.

Everyone had found out about their date and were all teasing the two of them at breakfast about it, but Y/N didn't mind. She had Gemma help her pick out an outfit and sat with her while she did her makeup a little bit and made her hair look nice when it's down. This was Y/N's first date in years and she knew that it would go well, but naturally, she had those butterflies. He had told her that he'd pick her up around 5:30 cause they had reservations for 6 so she made sure Gemma was out of there before then. She had told herself that she just needed to be herself, that this was just like hanging out with him any other time. This was just more... romantically charged.

Harry had decided on a cream colored button up, his best jeans, and boots. He had a newer hat he wore instead, wanting to look good for her. Y/N was so important and he genuinely cared about what she thought about his looks. It was amazing to him to think she had actually agreed to come out with him in the first place. He stood at her front door, waiting for her again with another batch of flowers. Smaller this time, it was more effort and more time spent on the bouquet. Y/N had opened the door and looked.. amazing. Innocent and sweet but also sexy as sin in her own way. A little cardigan and her sweet floral dress, her sneakers, she looked utterly adorable.

"You look beautiful, Darlin." He complimented fondly, taking a good look at her. She was amazing. "I hope you're hungry. The place for dinner is great." He had called and booked a table, definitely using his momma's name to his advantage. Saying he would pay extra to have it somewhat away from other people so they'd feel more freedom to talk.

"Thank you!" Y/N cooed, going in to give him a hug just because she really wanted to. "You smell nice." She giggled, picking up on the musky and woodsy yet sweet scent. She really liked it. She really liked him. Fuck. "Let me go put these in a vase and we can get going." The two of them looked cute, she felt like they matched in a way. They just looked like a typical country couple, but something about them was different. Y/N felt like the two of them deserved this more than anything, a night where they could just be themselves and let each other know how they felt. Y/N let him help her up into his truck and felt the butterflies erupt in her stomach all over again. He made her feel so giddy. "Can I have a hint?" Y/N asked curiously, cause she knew this was a two part date.

"Hm. I guess I can give you one." Harry smiled. "There will be dessert." It was a lousy hint but it was giving in a little so she couldn't say he didn't throw her a bone. He knew she liked lemonade and they had the best frozen one there, and then the funnel cakes. With lots of powdered sugar or the special ones with whipped cream and Oreos, or strawberries. Whatever Y/N was craving, he would happily munch on.

"Really? That's all you're gonna give me? That could be anywhere!" Y/N pouted but let out a sigh showing that she was backing down. She would settle with a surprise, after all, she was willing to go anywhere as long as Harry was there. Y/N was glad that he wanted to take her out properly. It meant the world.

The ride only took about 20 minutes, as it wasn't too far out. Everything was at least 15 minutes away from the ranch, if not 30. So they'd chosen a good place. Harry helped her down from the truck and held her hand in his own as they made their way towards the restaurant. It was beautiful, like he remembered. Thank god for his momma's connections, giving them a stunning booth on the back patio. There weren't many people out here and it was a lovely little atmosphere.

When they arrived at the restaurant Y/N was in awe. The twinkly lights, the nice summer air, the soft music playing. It was nice and romantic and quiet and Y/N felt those little butterflies comeback when they sat down and she saw Harry right across from her like she always did at dinner. She looked down at the menu and felt her stomach rumble. She was hungry, for sure.

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