Change isn't always easy. (Harry Styles fanfiction) ****EDITING****

Chapter Four

Cassie's P.O.V.~

I went on my break, and I was so not wanting to go to the stupid date! I walked outside and I waited for about two minutes before I realized that my grandmother doesn't pick me up on my breaks. How am I suppose to get home and ready for lunch with Harry? I sat down on the bench right outside the door. I did not care if I miss the date but I don't want him to text me nonstop!

A black car pulled up to the parking spot directly in front of me and sure enough, Harry FREAKING got out of it and just stared at me.

Harry walked over to the bench and sat down next to me on the bench.

"What are you doing, love?" He questioned me knowing I probably would not have gone to the lunch date with him, if he hadn't have shown up.

"Sitting because I gave up on trying to get a ride home to get ready." I lied.

He chuckled and cocked his head to look at me, "You're lying."

"No I'm not!" I tried to convince him.

"Don't fucking lie to me!" He spat.

"You know what maybe I wouldn't lie if you didn't have such a foul mouth." I spat back.

"Oh, someone's feisty," he stared at me and got close to me and practically growled in my ear, "I like feisty."

I was taken aback by what he said. Did he really just do that to me?

"Let's go!" Harry demanded and chomped on his gum as he got up from the bench.

"Where? I'm still in my uniform for work!" I spat.

"So, that's your fault for not getting ready in time!" He spat back.

"Fine Styles, but where are we going?" I questioned.

"My place, now get in the damn car before I throw you in!" He spat.

I did as I was told and got in and buckled my seatbelt. Why the hell was he taking me to his house? I asked for a nice dinner.

"I thought I said you had to take me to a nice restaurant?" I asked kind of pissed.

"Tough luck, I have already cooked a really nice meal for us," he looked at me and started the engine, "I wouldn't fuck you until the second date." He grinned.

I grimaced at his words! "Harry, that's disgusting and I want to go home."

He sped off to his house and ignored what I had said. I let it go and got comfortable in my seat until he put his hand on my thigh. I grimaced at him and he just chuckled a really husky chuckle.

"Not into me touching you on the first date?" He grinned and kept his eyes on the road for the rest of the ride.

~A/N~
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