Eleanor pushed me out of the room and into Harry, who had been preparing to knock. Harry’s eyes bugged as he caught me, engulfing me in his strong arms.
“Watch out there, killer.”
“Oh, hello, Harry. Fancy seeing you here.” I mentally smacked myself. That’s the best I could come up with. Stupid.
He chuckled before making sure I was stable in a standing position. He took a look at me and his eyes turned into saucers. “You look nice.” He offered, his eyes glued to my body.
“Her eyes are up here.” Eleanor walked out, tapping Harry’s chin up, subtly winking at me. Harry flushed scarlet as he gave me a sheepish look.
“You’re such a boy.” I teased, nudging his shoulder lightly.
“You’re such a bully.” He winked, kissing the top of my head. “You’re lucky we’re best friends.”
“More like you’re lucky to have me as a best friend. Bitch, I’m fabulous.” I said with a hair flip. Harry laughed as he guided us out of the apartment, hand on the small of my back.
“You’ve got your sassy pants on today, don’t you?”
“Please, all of my pants are sassy pants.” I winked at him and cambered into the car that was waiting for us. Harry instructed the driver on where to take us, then turned to talk to me.
“So, Melly. Did you go clubbing much when I was gone?”
“Harry, don’t be stupid. I wasn’t old enough. Plus, I never socialized.”
“Oh yeah.” He looked out the window.
“Don’t you dare get all cranky or sad on me because you feel bad. Yeah, it was a dick move, but I have forgiven you.” I poked his cheek. “Don’t smile.” I said as I saw the corner of his mouth twitch. “Don’t do it!” I poked him again. “Oh, oh! Aw, you lose!” I exclaimed when he broke out into a grin.
“I hate you.”
“No you don’t, you love me.” I teased, resting my head on his shoulder.
“Yeah, whatever.” He said, laying his cheek on the top of my head.
“I’m tired Harry.” I whined.
“We haven’t even gotten there!” He laughed.
“I know.”
“If you didn’t want to go then why did you say yes when I asked if you wanted to?” He asked me, puzzled.
“Because you had that look in your eyes that said you wanted to go. And hell, I’m not staying home alone!”
“But you didn’t have to do that! We could’ve stayed back and watched a couple films then went to bed.”
“Haz, its okay, I’m fine.” I grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly as I stared into his eyes. His green orbs stared back with just as much intensity. “Really.”
“Hey, Mr. Driver, sorry, I couldn’t remember your name, turn around and take us back to the flat please.”
“Oh, for the love of God, Harry!” I exclaimed, exasperated. I looked at the driver. “Don’t turn around. Harry’s being a dumbass.” I turned back to Harry. “I’m telling you, I will go. I really was looking forward to watching Niall get shitfaced and filming it!” Harry got an evil grin on his face.
“Oh, in that case, lets go. We shall get blackmail on them all.” I smirked.
“Booyah.”
“Okay, we’re here.” The driver said. “What time shall I pick you up?” He asked.
