"A disco ball? Oh God." Harry frowns to the list with the things for the party Jennifer gave you both.
You laugh, heading to the decoration section of the store you were at, "She pays our salary, we better get everything she wants."
"You have a point." He chuckles, grabbing a bag of balloons.
You felt weird around him now, knowing that you were starting to like him in a different way, and not knowing if he could feel the same. You thought he flirted with you sometimes, but being popular amongst the feminine sex, maybe he was like that with all the girls. And having an ex-girlfriend as hot as Taylor, what were your chances?
Little did you know that Harry was thinking the same thing as you. He watches as you keep on picking up things from the list and talking about random stuff, full of energy as usual, and wonders what would happen if he asked you out.
Although he shakes his head right after. You have told him a little about Zayn and how jerk he had been to you, and he was scared he couldn't treat you the way you deserved.
"What's wrong?" You frown when you see Harry's serious face.
"Uh, nothing. Look." He smirks and grabs a cheap plastic tiara, "May I?"
You nod, laughing, and he puts the tiara on the top of your head, bowing you after.
"It looks amazing, Madame."
"Why thank you, kind Sir."
You both laugh. You raise your hands to take off the object, but Harry stops you, grabbing gently your wrists.
"Let me offer you that, it actually looks cute on you." He whispers, blushing, looking you in the eyes.
You blush as well, feeling your skin burning where he was touching, so you simply nod.
He winks and lets you go. You let out a sigh, wondering what you were getting yourself into.
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You smile at Harry as you enter his car. This became almost a routine. He comes picking you up at your house and takes you to wherever he wanted to shoot that day.
But today was different. You weren't going to take photographs. You wonder what could happen...
"So, since this time we're not working." You say, narrowing your eyes at Harry, "Can I please know where are we going?"
Harry turns to you only to give you a mocking smile, before returning his attention to the road, "You wished, sweetheart. But trust me, you'll like it."
You blush at the nickname, like you always do, and roll your eyes, leaning against the window.
"Why do I still bother to ask." You say and Harry laughs.
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"You're officially my new favourite person." You grin, taking a seat in front of Harry, your eyes widen as you take in the ice cream shop.
"I thought I had that position a long time ago." He pouts and you nudge him, "Be ready. This is only the first stop."
"When it comes to you I can never be ready." You laugh, causing him to follow you.
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"You're gross." Harry says suddenly.
"What?" You frown, your mouth full of ice cream.
"You stick your full tongue out to eat the ice scream from the spoon, it's disgusting." He giggles.
You roll your eyes and stick out your tongue on purpose to him, fully brown due to the chocolate flavor you were eating.
"Jesus Christ." He laughs, covering his eyes with one hand, and you laugh.
You never felt so at ease with a boy except Louis, not even with Zayn. Harry always made you feel comfortable and put a smile on your lips.
"Harry, I have a question."
"What's up?"
"Is this a date?"
He blinks surprised with your question at first, but then smiles, "Would you like it to be a date?"
"Maybe."
"It's only a date if you want it to be." Your heart melts as you see how he blushes adorably.
You smile, "It's a date then."
You spent a few more hours together, talking and chatting all the time. Harry took you on a car ride by the beach and you parked to watch the sunset. It's been a long time since you went on date, and was the happiest time you had in a while.
"Thank you for today." You say as he pulls over by your house.
"Likewise." He smiles, "Look, I don't want to push you into doing anything, I understand if you don't want to try something right now-"
"Don't worry, H." You cut him off, "The past is in the past. I really enjoy spending time with you."
He sighs in relief, "I promise I won't hurt you." He says quietly, grabbing your hand and placing a delicate kiss on it, "See you tomorrow."
"Wait!" Harry shouts when you were about to open the car's door. You frown as he gets out and goes to your side, holding the little camera he always had with him.
"Smile." He asks.
"What? Why a photo?" You laugh.
"Because you're pretty." He smirks when he notices your blush, "And because I want to remember this day."
His words make you smile widely, and he takes the opportunity to snap the picture.
