bestfriends (h.s. au)

3. ANTICIPATION.

Anticipation. The only feeling running through Willas body. The day went by slowly as she did everything to try to make it go faster, although it felt like nothing could go faster. Excitement began to course through her as it got closer to the time that Harry would be coming to get her. A shower, her makeup and getting dressed helped the time go by faster. She adjusted the diamond necklace she put on and let out a shaky breath. Why am I so nervous, is all Willa could think. This was Harry, they always were together and there was absolutely no reason to be nervous.

Exactly at 7pm, a knock sounded against the door, causing Willa to freeze. She cleared her throat and picked up her purse before walking to the door. She pulled it open to reveal a very smiley Harry outside with his hand behind his back. Willa raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "Is this the part where you kill me?" She asked, a teasing edge to her voice. Harry couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, "Of course." He pulled his hand from behind his back and held out a Japanese Cherry Blossom. Willa smiled and took it, "It reminded me of you. I couldn't not pick it up and bring it to you." Harry said while his fingers dragged through his hair, "I love it. Thank you." She took the small blossom and filled a cup with water and placed it in it. After Willa did that, Harry extended his hand and took hers in his before walking down to his car.

The car ride was short, a mere 15 minutes to get to the restaurant. The pair got out, their fingers intertwined again as they made their way into the restaurant. They were seated fairly quick, sitting across from each other in the booth, "What are you looking forward to getting? I'm thinking a chicken quesadilla or beef enchiladas." She looked up at Harry, who was looking at the menu as well. He glanced up to meet her eyes for a moment before looking down and pursing his lips, "Hmm, a shrimp taco or perhaps a chicken quesadilla. It's all really good here." Willa couldn't help but crinkle her nose at the thought of shrimp. She hated every type of seafood and the thought of it alone was repulsing. Harry laughed at her reaction, "I knew you'd give me that face."

The waitress walked over to the table, causing Willa to raise an eyebrow as she could tell the girl was beginning to flirt with Harry. She wasn't shocked at all but it was enough to make her twitch slightly. It was pretty evident they were on a date and the waitress being shameless pissed Willa off. The two ordered their drinks and two shots of 1942. The waitress asked if they were ready to order, in which Harry went first, going with the shrimp tacos and the waitress sent him a wink after he ordered. Willa slammed her menu down, causing the girl to jump and Harry to smirk, "I would like the chicken quesadilla please." Her voice became a tone of something sickly sweet, a sarcastic smile spreading on her lips as she held her menu out to the girl. "Thank you so much." She spoke while the girl took their menus and walked away as fast as she could. "Bitch." Willa mumbled under her breath, not quiet enough since Harry started chuckling across from her, "Well, that was very entertaining, to say the least." Willa couldn't help but to roll her eyes at his remark and chuckled.

The food arrived relatively the fast, the two bonding over the tortilla chips and bean dip. Willa didn't even wait to begin digging in as she hadn't eaten much that day due to the nerves of the date that night. The food truly was amazing. Harry didn't lie to her on that, "Someone seems to like the food." Harry grinned, seeing how Willa was stuffing her face, "Mhm." She hummed with her mouth full of chicken quesadilla and rice. The conversation continued, the two of them laughing and eating. It felt natural to be together. Probably due to the fact they were so close, "I, um, haven't been on a date in a while so thank you, Harry." She smiled softly, "Yeah because of your loser ex-fiancé being an idiot." Willa felt her heart drop at the mention of Lance. They had been together for 4 years so of course, the topic was still.... sore. She just let out a breathless laugh and stood up, "I'm going to use the restroom." She walked away to the bathroom, blinking rapidly and keeping her eyes staring at the ground. She got to the bathroom and dabbed under her eyes, wanting to ensure no tears slipped out.

Only a few minutes later, she returned and smiled at Harry. She was fine, of course she was. Harry instantly reached across the table and grasped her hand lightly, "Willa... i'm sorry, darling. I didn't mean to upset you in the slightest. It was meant to be lighthearted." She looked up as her eyes met Harry's and a smile spread across her glossy lips while she held onto his hand gently, "It's alright. I know. It's just a touchy topic. There's so much history between him and I. I just don't like hearing it."

The night went on beautifully after. The pair bowling, Harry winning two rounds and Willa winning the other two. Playing in the arcade after and Harry winning her a stuffed bear. It was an amazing date. Getting back to her apartment, Harry walked her upstairs and smiled when they reached her door, "Well, Ms. Gray, I had an absolutely amazing night with you." He spoke softly as his fingertips brushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. It was almost like a scene out of a movie, "I had just as good of a time, Mr. Styles, thank you." She said, the two just looking at eachother with small smiles on their lips. As if a magnetic force attracted them, the two leaned in and kissed. It was a soft and genuine kiss. Purely an innocent one. Willa and Harry pulled away only after a few seconds, bidding eachother goodbye before she went inside.

Perhaps the two of them fell asleep with smiles on their faces recounting the nights events.
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