Unstoppable// Harry Styles au

Chapter 7

I ran my palms down my skirt as I looked at myself in the mirror. I cleaned up pretty well considering I normally wear sports bras and spandex. I was even wearing heels. I didn't wear one of my dresses because they were all very short. I used them to pick up boys and I did pick one up. I never thought I would go on another date in awhile. It was very odd that I was so soon. And I didn't think I was ready yet but I had to give this guy a chance. He's even been to one of my fights which I've never had anyone go to besides Niall or Jess.

I heard my phone buzz and knew he was here. I went down the stairs and was about to make my way towards the door but I hit someone. I looked up to find the all too familiar face. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"Meeting with your dad," he smirked, knowing that calling Steve my dad would piss me off.

I brushed it off as I continued speaking, "Well excuse me. I have a date to attend." I started to walk away but Harry grabbed my arm.

"He's not who he's putting himself as. Seriously, stay away from him," he warned.

I jerked his arm off and shoved him away. "I don't need someone to tell me what to do. If I get hurt, it's my own responsibility to fix it." I walked to the door and opened it to find a very handsome looking Zayn. "Hey," I smiled.

"Hello Addie. You look lovely tonight," he smiled. He looked behind me and his smile faded. "Harry," he nodded. I turned back to find Harry with his fist clenched and a very angry look on his face.

"Bye Harry." I shut the door and Zayn took my hand to lead me to his car. He opened the door for me and I smiled at him as I got in. He ran around the car and got in. He started it and we were off on the first date I had in awhile.
It was silent before Zayn interrupted it. "So why was Harry at your house?"

"He fights at my gym and my trainer is my stepdad. He had to meet with him."

"Why do you still live with him?"

"I don't have enough money for another place," I shrugged.

"Don't you get money for when you fight?" What the hell is he doing, 20 questions?

"Yeah. Now could you please stop asking questions," I huffed. He didn't say a word until we got to the restaurant. It was very nice and looked expensive. It was a nice choice for a date.

"Here we are," Zayn said as he got out. He rushed to my side and helped me out of the car. I thanked him as he grabbed my hand and led me into the restaurant. The host sat us down and not soon after, the waiter came to get our drinks.

"You really do look lovely tonight," Zayn said. I blushed at his words as the waiter came back with our drinks and took our order.

"Thanks for tonight," I smiled.

"It was my pleasure to take you out. Thanks for agreeing to go."

"I thought I should do something different," I shrugged as I took a sip of my drink.

"So you don't do relationships?"

"Nope. Haven't been in one for about a year."

"Maybe I could change that," he smirked.

"Maybe," I rolled my eyes. More like yeah right.

Our food came and we ate it while talking. Zayn wasn't all that bad of a guy. He was really nice. Harry had to be wrong. Zayn was a wonderful person.

Zayn paid the bill and we headed back to the car. Soon we were in the driveway to my house. I was about to get out but Zayn grabbed my arm. "We should do this again," he suggested.
"Yeah," I nodded my head and smiled. He pulled me to him and planted a kiss on my lips. I instantly kissed back, the feeling of actually being kissed by someone when I'm not drunk felt really good. I enjoyed this feeling.

We pulled away, needing air. "I'll see you later love," he winked. I got out and made my way inside the house.