Hiding Place - A Harry Styles Fanfiction

Part Thirteen

There was a knock at my bedroom door before I heard a familiar Irish man call out, “Penny, can I come in?”

“Yeah Niall, I’m decent!” I laughed.

The door creaked open and Niall slid in, quickly closing it behind him.

“Hey, you look great!” Niall complimented me when he turned around.

“Thanks Ni. Hope it’s not too much?”

“No, it’s just right.”

I had just finished my makeup and had done a light smoky eye. I did lose curls in my hair, and pulled the front out of my face so it cascaded down my back with the rest of it. I was wearing a very simple hi-lo dress. It was crème coloured, with a light pink band and lace detail above the bust. In the back, above the pink waist band, the material was see-through and slit down exposing some of my back. It was a very classy dress, showing the perfect amount of skin.

“Anyways…” Niall continued “we’re almost ready for you, but don’t come out of this room until we come get you, okay? We just have a few more things to do. I will come let you know when you can come downstairs.”

I nodded, and he left.

The second we got home from shopping, Harry called the boys telling them of our date, and I think the boys were equally as excited as we were because they were over half an hour later “preparing the date”. They insisted to Harry that he let them help, and as soon as he agreed, they forced me upstairs to get ready and hide while they prepared the “surprise”.

As crazy as I think they are, they’re hilarious and I love them. I am a little scared of what there was to plan though. It makes me nervous that it’s taken them this long.

About twenty minutes of twiddling my thumbs later, Niall knocks on my door again. I open in and he just points to the stairs.

I slowly walk down them, pretty much expecting Harry to be at the bottom, but he wasn’t. Zayn was there. He hands me a glass of champagne and directs me to the back door. As I walk through the kitchen, all I can smell is wonderful food.

I try to take a peek but Liam shoos me away and pushes me outside onto the patio, where my perfect date is waiting for me.