Last First Kiss-a One Direction love story [ON HOLD...FOREVER!!!]

Chapter 7 "After School..."

Jenna's Pov

After English class, we packed up our school things and go out of class. As we were walking he asked,"Do you have a ride home?" and he had a legit concerned face.

I said,"I was going to walk home. My apartment isn't that far..."

He replied,"Where is it?" Ok, that was a bit weird, but he continued,"So I could tell Louie when to pick you up and go to Liam's."

"On Derby Lane."

"That's more than a half mile from here. No, you aren't walking there. You're getting a ride from me." He stated.

"No Harry, it's alright. I've walked farther than that." I protested.

"If you got lost on the first day, think about how lost you'll get the big city of London."

True, he had a good point. I tend to get lost. A lot."Fine." We walked down to the parking lot. Some people stared at us, a blonde girl gave me a really dirty look. What was her problem? What did I do to her?

Harry then caught my attention and said to me,"Don't worry. I'm not a bad driver. Or at least I passed my driving test." As we arived to the parking lot I scanned the area. I wonder what his car was. We stopped walking at a motorcycle. Was this his ride?

"This is Darcy. Darcy, meet Jenna."

"Darcy?" I gave him a really confuzzled face.

"I've always loved that name. If that's not weird at all." He said and handed me a helmet. "I always have a spare."

"Thanks." Soon we were zipping through the streets of London. I snuggled closer to Harry partially because I didn't want to fall off and because I really liked Harry. I don't know what it is but he has that one thing.

We soon got to my flat. I asked,"Luke-I mean my dad won't come home until late. Would you like to come in for some food and a movie?"

"Sure." He said. And we went in, unfortunately the flat was a bit messy.

"I wasn't expecting any friends over. Or any friends cuz you know being the new girl anyway,"I paused and then said,"Are you hungry? I can whip up some tacos real quick."

"Tacos! I love those, except the ones from Taco Bell...I don't know what they're made of." He replied

I rolled my eyes and laughed,"That's so true. But I know how to make the real ones..." I started cooking the meat and warming up tortillas while Harry was gazing at some family photos hanging around. When I added some spices to the beef I saw him stare at an older photo of me, my mom and Luke. We looked like the ideal family, happy and smiling. Sigh, I wish that was the truth...

"Here you go!" I said with a fake smile plastered on my face. I sat down on the couch and swithed the tv on. It was my favorite movie, Love Actually. I glanced at Harry and questioned,"Do you want me to switch it? It's a chick flick and-"

Harry interuppted,"No. Actually it's one of my favorite movies, even if it's a chick flick. Even the guys know that I like rom-com."

"Wow, I honestly didn't expect that from a guy who rides a Harley." I confessed.

We ate in silence for awhile watching the movie when Harry asked,"I hate to pry, but how did you end up in London?"