Bipolar

Chapter 32

"No, put your foot there!" Harry yells/laughs at me making me fall on top of him while laughing. "This is stupid, Twister is an idiotic game." I say to Harry and he laughs then smacks my butt as I get up. "Hey, don't do that!" I warn and he playfully rolls his eyes. "Whatever," he smirks and then pulls me down on top of him.

"Harry?" I ask as I lay on top of him, the side of my face on his chest. "Hm?" "I..um, I kinda want to have sex." I say to him quietly, and he doesn't say anything for a few minutes. "Okay." He finally says pushing me over a bit and standing up.

"Let's go on a date." He states and I smile nodding. "Okay, get ready; meet me downstairs in an hour." He smiles and we both run upstairs, I go to the guest room where I could get ready alone.

I take a shower, which lasted like twenty minutes, I wanted to make sure I smelled good. I got out and dressed into a red skater dress, black dr. martens, and black sheer tights which looking pretty good I guess. (a/n: idek if it does.)

I curl my hair as quickly as I can then apply some mascara to my lashes, which looked beautiful. As I walked out of the room, Harry was adjusting his watch and I smile looking at him; he was perfection. "Ahem," he coughs and I blush making eye contact with me. "Fuck, Jade, you're so beautiful." He whispers and I smile walking over to him. "You're beautifuler." I say and he chuckles kissing me. "Mkay, whatever." He says in the kiss.

"Let's just go, ya big dork." I say and he laughs then lets me go so we could leave. "Where are we going?" I ask and he smirks then shrugs knowing exactly where he was taking us both, but he just didn't want to tell me, asshole. "Okay, whatever, don't tell me, I don't care." I say as we get into his car.

"Oh my gosh, guess what?" I tell harry and he stares at road for a bit longer before answering. "What?" He asks placing his hand on my thigh. "It's almost your birthday." I say poking his side and he looks over at me smiling. "Don't remind me." He says and I giggle. "Hey, you'll be twenty-three, that's exciting." I say and he shrugs nonchalantly. "Not really, just a year closer to dying." He says so morbidly and I raise my eyebrows. "Well then." I say and he chuckles leaning over to kiss my cheek.

"Ew, no, go away. I don't like you." I say looking at him in disgust. "I'm kidding, I love you bae!" I say and he looks at me strangely. "What the hell is bae?" He says and I burst out laughing from the way he said it. "Bae, it means better than anyone or anything else, I can't remember." I shrug. "Well, I don't like that word..." He says running a hand through his hair. "Mkay, babe." I say and he smiles. "Yeah, that's good, love." He says sitting his hand on my thigh.

When we arrive at our destination, I realize we were at an Italian restaurant, yes! "How many?" The lady at the front asks us when we get inside. "Two. I reserved a table in the back?" Harry says and she nods then tells us to follow her.

"Your waiter will be right out." She smiles then walks away. Harry and I sat across from each other in the booth, which was very comfortable and stylish. "This is nice." Harry smiles placing his hand on mine that sat on the table. "Yes, it is." I smile and he just stares and smiles at me. "God, I love you so much, Jade." He whispers. "I love you too, Harry." I smile tears blurring my vision, why am I getting emotional?! Ugh.

"Hello, I'm Jonas, you're waiter for this evening. Can I get you two anything to drink?" He asks us and Harry gets a water, and as do I. He tells me when the waiter goes away, that he was going to get champagne, but he didn't want me to get tipsy, how thoughtful.

"So, anything new happening at your law firm?" I ask and he shrugs. "Not really, I had to fire Jon, he wasn't worth shit." Harry says and I keep quiet while drinking my water. "And, I had to listen to Bethany whine all day about her new boyfriend that I don't care about at all!" He says getting louder, people started to look. "Okay, hey, um can you..pass me the ketchup?" I ask and he looks at me confused. "Uh..okay, why?" He asks giving to me, I just wanted to change the subject and let him calm down. "Thanks, I thought it said something, but it didn't." I say putting it back in it's place.

"So, can I get you anything to eat, Sir?" The waiter, Jonas, asks and I see Harry smirk at the level of power he has. "Yes, I would like the lobster." Harry says. Of course, I get the same thing, it's like a fancy restaurant, I don't know anything here, I'm poor as fuck. I'm not Oprah, okay?

"I think I want to get a job." I state once we begin eating, which causes harry to raise an eyebrow while wiping his mouth off with a napkin. "Why?" He asks taking a sip from his glass. "I..I, I just want to." I shrug and he begins to laugh. "Baby, you aren't a very good worker, don't even try." He smiles weakly, placing a hand on mine. I wanted to pull away, but he would be pissed. "I guess you're right..." I sigh giving up. I pull away slowly and pick up my fork before he says something.

"I always am, aren't I?"

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