Once in a lifetime / harry s.

12 ; late night date

"Wanna facetime? I'm feeling a bit better" Frank's text read in Isabel's phone screen.

"Can't, sorry." I frown, and I know he can't see it, but I still do it.

"Oh, well maybe tomorrow," He replied to her cold text.

"Maybe" She once again replied coldly.

"Are you busy or something?" He typed, some hope in his question.

"Nope, just tired." She replied.

"Oh, well goodnight Izzy, I love you" frank wrote.

"Me too," She simply replied, setting her phone down on her nighstand.

Isabel was disappointed at the fact that Frank hadn't contacted her this whole week, since monday.

She was used to people exiting her life on a daily routine so she felt like he was forgetting her and even though that made her sad, she was also mad. They were supposed to be best friends FOREVER, not just for a while.

Half of the day passed, and before she knew it, she was laying in her bed with her pajamas, barely being able to keep her eyes open.

Her ringtone soon started ringing, as she cursed to herself.

"Who the fuck calls at midnight" She huffs to herself.

She grabs her phone and with a bit of a diva attitude she responded "WHAT".

"Well hello to you too," Harry chuckled.

"Harry?" She asked confused.

"That would be my name," He laughed.

"Why are you calling me at this hour?" She asked still confused.

"Well on our first date, you took me to Applebee's, and ton-" He was conversing but soon got silenced by a laughing Isabel.

"First Date?! It was a lunch," She laughed.

"First date, lunch.. Same thing. I wanted to take you to my favorite restaurant," He says, and she can just imagine the smile on his face.

"It's 12," She states.

"It's much better at this hour," He explains.

"I'm too tired," She makes an excuse.

"So am I, but since you kissed another guy on our first date, I think you kind of owe it to me," Harry chuckles, making Isabel giggle.

"He kissed me, and that was not a date," She states.

"Such a sassy little thing," He says. "I like it, so are you in?" He smiles.

And after a few brief seconds, she started talking. "It's not fair how good you are at convincing me," She groans, making him chuckle.

"Pick you up in 10," He says, and the sound of him sending a kiss rings through the phone, making her smile.

"Okay," She groans.

Isabel put on some skinny jeans, her gray doc martins, and a columbia jacket.

Before exiting, she put some toys on her bed and covered them with the blanket, it was an old trick but it may just work.

She slowly opened her room door, and everything was dark.

She grabbed a key and headed slowly and quietly to the door. Her mom would kill her if she knew that she was going out at this hour.

She got out, and a stupid smile appeared on her face as she saw Harry standing outside, next to his car.

"Hi," She whispered.