Author's Chapter Notes: No explanation really...
-Next Friday,4:05-
We went the whole rest of the week without another mention of the weekend. Harry had gone back to his regular self; almost like what happened over the weekend didn't exist. I was pretty okay with the way things were right now actually. That was just a stupid fluke. The feelings for Harry weren't strong... it was just something that all teenage girls did. I hope. I think. There was chemistry between us. I think... It felt like it. For the past week,Harry and I hadn't done anything to provoke the feelings again. Maybe they were still there... just hidden. I waited upstairs in my room for Harry to pick me up and take me to whatever 'surprise' he had in store. It made me feel like I was reliving the night we went to the movies. The only thing that was different was that Harry had asked me to dressup for this occasion. I decided to wear a light cream coloured summer dress,not knowing what exactly was proper and what wasn't. I had put on some light make up, just a bit of pink lip gloss, some foundation,someblack eyeliner and some mascara. I hadn'tput the dress on yet,I didn'twant to have to wait around in it. Instead I had a pair of shorts and a tank top on. I tried to keep my thoughts away from how kissing Harry would make me feel. Kissing Harry... it sounded so wrong but I kind of wanted to tryit.
'Stop it!' My mind hissed. 'What are you doing?!'
I shook all thoughts out of my head and picked up my guitar,strumming it mindlessly. I heard the doorbell ring, so I quickly put my guitar down on my bed and made myway downstairs. I swung the door open to see Harry leaning against the door frame, trying to look cool. I giggled at his failed attempt. I had to say, he looked good. Reallygood. He was wearing a tie loosely around hisneck,a white dresss hirt and some blackdress pants.
"HeyHaz." I smiled.
"Heya. Ready to go?" he asked.
"Almost. Do you want to wait in my room? I just have to put on my dress." I smiled.
"Yeah sure." Harrysmiled back.
We walked up to my room together. I grabbed the dress from off my bed and walked into my bathroom. I quickly slipped it on and tried to grab the zipper at theback.
"Fuck..." I whispered.
I couldn'treach. I groaned and walked out of the bathroom. I found Harry sitting on my bed,playing with his phone.
"Zip me up will you?" I asked while turning to face away from him.
I didn't even hear him getting up from the bed, but I felt his hands lightly brush against the exposed skin of my back, pulling my hair out of the way. I tried to stop myself from shivering,but failed. He placed on hand on mywaist as the other one slowly ran up my back, zipping up the dress. I could feel my heart beating wildly as he zipped it all the way up,but didn'tmove his hand from my waist.
"Thanks Haz." I said quickly, moving away from him, not looking at him. "Come on then."
I heard Harry lightly sigh and follow me down to the front door.
"Mum! Going out with Harry!" I called to her.
"Hi Harry!" mymother shouted from thebasement.
"Hello Mrs. Manship!" Harrycalled back.
"How are you?" mymother shouted again,slowlywalking up the stairs.
"Not now mum! Later!" I called, mycheeks probably flooding with red.
"Now just because you two are going on a da-" my mother started.
"MUM!" I interrupted,putting my face in myhands. "I'll see you later."
