Their Twisted Fate

Chapter 10: Are You Okay?

After this chapter I'm gonna try to speed up the process of this story. Because my lawd I know it might be getting boring already lol. So here it goes...

*By the way guys the story takes place in 2012. I'll try too speed it up to get it to the present.

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Harry's POV

When we finally dropped Niall off, As I drove I stole a glimpse of Jamie just when she was slowly closing her eyes and falling asleep. It was cute the way she just fell asleep. How can I be so fascinated by this girl if we barely have met like a day ago. Her beauty isn't the only thing that has captivated me, there's something else about her that pulls me in and I don't have a clue on what it could be. I steal another glance at Jamie but out of no where she jumps awake and my first reaction is to ask if she's alright. Then I realize I have my hand her knee and I feel her shiver under my touch, that's already twice that it's happened since we met. I'll admit I get the same feeling with her but maybe it means something different to us.

"Uhh.." She clears her throat.

"Are you okay?" I ask as I remove my hand from her knee, because I noticed that I might have made her feel uncomfortable.

"Umm, yeah I was just dozing off, then I felt like I was falling" She sits up straight and clears her throat again. Is she nervous or is it just me. Maybe she needs water but I don't have none in the car right now.

"Gosh, I hate when that happens" I chuckle a bit.

"Right? So where are we headed?" She laughs. She has a nice laugh, I've got to let her know.

"I'm taking you to lunch at this good Italian restaurant, is that okay?" I ask her, turning to look at her and she looks back at me.

"Sounds good to me, I love Italian food" she smiles. I'm glad, I was worried that she didn't like Italian. But then again who doesn't love Italian food.

"Alright then" I smile back at her.

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"Oh my gosh, this is so good" she moans as she tries her chicken Alfredo ravioli for the first time. I'm not sure what she order exactly I was distracted admiring the way she sounded when she spoke a little bit of Italian.

"Right! Do you want to try what I ordered?" offering my fork of my lasagna because I saw the way she was staring at my plate with curiosity.

At first she's a little hesitant "Sure why not" she shrugs so I stand up to reach her so I can feed her.

She moans again but this time she closes her eyes in pleasure. She needs to stop moaning like that because she's slightly turning me on.

I'd like to be the reason she moans. What did I just say. I subconsciously smacks myself for thinking that way.

She quickly opens her eyes and blushes right and I just smirk at her. She's cute when she blushes. I can tell that she got embarrassed by the she just stares down at her plate, picking at her food.

"It was good right?" I ask trying to break the silence

"Uh yeah it was" she nods, sounding a bit off. Is something bothering her? Did I do something wrong?

"Somehow I knew you would like it here" I try to carry on the conversation

"Hmm, how so?" She puts her fork down

"Because the food here is great" I take another bite of my lasagna. I'm sensing something is wrong.

"It is. Back home there is a great Italian restaurant that I love too" she says finally picking up her fork and taking another bite of her food