Chapter 6

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He lead me to his car that was parked just outside, I had to admit it was a really nice car. But that didn't surprise me, he is Harry Styles. 

It felt weird to be going out with Harry. Before I met him, I had always dreamt of going on a date with him. But ever since I have met these boys, I have grown feelings for Niall. Pretty strong ones actually.

They just came rushing to me the second I saw Niall. Ever since he told me he liked me too, he hasn't left my mind. He's all I think about. Yes I know what your thinking, That sounds so cheesy! Yeah I know it does but its true. 

Well I can't really change my mind now. So since I'm here with Harry I might as well try to have a good time. I mean what could go wrong? Oh no, I shouldn't have thought about that, I probably just jinxed myself. A lot of things could go wrong, really wrong. We could be attacked by fans or the car could break down.  No I'm not gonna think about it anymore, or else I'm gonna drive myself crazy. Okay from this point on I'm not gonna think about it. Harry nudged me and interrupted my thoughts. 

"Babe, were here." He smiled and I returned it. I turned and opened my door, and got out slowly. I stopped in my tracks when my eyes met the Place were I assumed we were going.

The outside Impressed me, even from the outside you could tell it was a really nice place. The lights from inside flowed out the windows and made it look like the building was glowing. White criss-cross fences outlined the door. Leaves and twinkly lights were intertwined into the fences. It was truly beautiful place, and i was just looking at the outside right now.

I was in awe, if the inside was as beautiful as the outside was, This would have to be the most beautiful restaurant I have ever seen. I realized I hadn't moved from my spot, I had finally snapped out of what ever trance I was in. I looked over at Harry who was now standing next to me. He smiled at me when he noticed I was out of my daze. 

"Done daydreaming sweetheart?" he chuckled. I wonder how long I had been standing there. Hopefully not to long, because that would be kinda embarrassing. 

"Um yeah, I think so." I laughed. "How long was I daydreaming for?" He looked amused by my question and with his answer too. 

"Oh Only a couple minutes love, not to long." He laughed. I looked down and blushed. I think he noticed because he came over and grabbed my hand and kissed it. Which only made me blush more. Harry looked up and smiled at me, then started to lead me towards the entrance. 

Once we got inside I realized my guess of it being a nice place was absolutely correct. The tables had deep red table cloths, and the lights just gave a fancy feel to the room. It looked really nice.

All the people in here were dressed up and were smiling and having a nice time. I looked around the room and everything was just so nice and beautiful. Well I better stop thinking about it before i zone out again. We wouldn't want that. 

Before I knew it we were being lead to a table in the back, which was understandable. He didn't want any photographers ruining the night. But i dont think they would be the ones to ruin it.

On the way to the table I noticed Harry staring at a girl, no not this again.. Wait he wasnt like that. He probably wasnt, I mean he wouldn't do that, would he? We had sat down at a table pretty close to another couple, I didn't really mind it. Clearly neither did Harry!

He would wait for me not to be looking, then he would glance over at the girl at the other table and smile at her. Every chance he got he would do it. He thought I wouldnt see it but I did, I wish I hadn't but I did. When the girl came to take our order, Harry couldn't help himself, he had to flirt with her too. The whole time she was there it was nothing but cheeky remarks and smiles. I swear I saw him wink at her a couple times.

Of course he would go for someone better. Why did I even think about this working out? I should have saw this coming. 

The car ride home was awkward and silent. I just looked out the window and watched everything zoom past us. Thinking about anything else besides dinner. But one thing kept popping into my mind. Niall. The feeling I have for him are bigger than the ones I HAD for Harry. Yeah he kinda blew his chances tonight. But I'm sure he could find another girl with in seconds. Maybe the girl from dinner tonight. 

When the car stopped in front of the house, I pretty much jumped out of the car. Walking rather fast towards the house, once I reached the door I pushed it open faster than I intended. Everybody was sitting in the lounge, and they all whipped their heads to look at me. Harry caught up with me, and just walked in the door. He was looking at me just like everybody else was. I'm guessing he was wondering why I ran into the house like that. 

"Soooo, How was dinner?" Louis said while wiggling his eyebrows. Typical Louis. All the thoughts I had just pushed away in the car, came rushing back to me. The flirting. The smiles. The Girl. Heather looked at me, she knew something was off and she gave me a worried look.

Tears were starting to fall down my cheeks, I wiped them away right away so nobody would see them. They couldn't see me like this. I Just shook my head and ran up the stairs as fast as I could.  

I could here their whispers, but it didn't stop me. I kept running down the long hallway. The first bedroom I saw, I ran into it. I didn't care who's it was, I just needed to get away. Leaning against the wall, I slid down to the ground. The tears were just falling freely now, I was alone so it didn't matter. 

I should have known this was gonna happen, I mean why would The Harry Styles like someone like me? Plain old me, when he could have someone way better and prettier and skinnier like a super model or something.

The tears were falling faster, I sobbed harder . How could I ever think this was gonna work out? A knock on the door made me jump, I tried to calm my self. I figured it was Heather coming to talk to me. 

A very familiar and adorable Irish accent spoke. I Froze.

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