Chapter 8

I slowly opened the door to a very handsome Harry. He had the same outfit on as he did in the club but tonight his shirt was blue. He was leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets. Honestly he looked like a god, and I'm sure he knew it, but I wasn't going to tell him that.

"Hello." he said in this deep hipnotic voice. I bit my lip trying not to smile. I can't give into his charm. Thats what he is use to so I can't be like the other girls. I stepped forward into the door way, making sure to keep enough space between us.

"Where are we going?" I asked still standing in the door way. He smirked and offered his arm out to me. I just glared at him and closed the door before walking to his car and waiting by the passenger door. He came up behind me and opened the door. I climbed up in the seat and buckled up taking a deep breath. He went to the drivers seat and took his place in the car. He was already backing out of the drive way as he started to pull his belt across his chest with one hand.

"Dinner." He said out of no where. I turned to him and stared, waiting for an answer.

"Okay, but where?" I infizised. He huffed but kept quiet. I rolled my eyes and rested my head against the window. I would rather be sick in bed than be here, in this car, with Harry.

The sunset was beautiful and the scenery was even better. I have lived here all my life, but I rarely get out. He slowly pulled over to the side next to a redish brown building. There were some trees along the side of the walkway and building that was strung with fairy lights. It looked very elegant.

"Is this it?" I asked gazing out the window. When the beauty of the scene before me got too much I looked back over at Harry and he nodded. "And you can afford this?" he didn't answer that question, he just jumped out of the van and walked over to my side and helped me out. The whole walk up to the front door he didn't let go of my hand.

"Name?" the lady at the podium asked.

"Styles." Harry spoke in a firm voice. When I heard him say his last name it occured to me that I never knew it up to this point and I had never asked him about it. Weird.

"Ah, yes. Right this way." The woman led us over to a table for two right by one of the huge windows. The table was decorated with a dark purple table cloth with a white rose in the middle. Off to the side there was a glass of champane along with two glasses next to it.

Harry pulled out my chair and waited for me to sit down. I know it might sound childish but I felt like if I sat down he will pull it right out from under me. He cleared his throat and tightened his jaw, annoyed that I was taking longer and necessary. I sighed and sat down, just when I thought he was was going to pull it away, he helped me scoot the chair in. Harry then went to go sit in his own chair.

"Your server will be right with you." The lady smiled and walked away.

I sat there, sitting straight up, with my hands in my lap just admiring the place. Harry cleared his throat again, catching my attention. I looked at him with a questioning look.

"Champagne?" he held the bottle in one of his hands and a glass in the other.

"I don't really drink Champagne" I tried to say, but obviously that was a lie.

"Bull. You won't drink this, but you will drink a 'suprise' drink at a bar?" He asked. I was confused at first but then I remembered the other night.

"How did you know what we ordered?"

"I know the bar tender, old friends, and when I asked him what he gave you he told me. FYI, it had champagne in it." He winked. If I could slap that smirk off his face I would.

"I still don't want any tonight." I crossed my arms and looked him dead in the eye. Our little staring war lasted a couple of minutes but he finally blinked.

"Too bad." He said as he topped the top and poured me a glass.

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"Hello, can I start you lovely couple off with an appetizer?" a waitress came over to our table with a smile on her face. I glanced up at her in annoyance and then looked back at the menu in my hands. I'm sure Harry had a smile on his face.

"We are not a couple." I muttered under my breath. I felt like a five year old. Harry choked on a laugh before he answered the lady.

"We will just take the regular salad." He nodded his head. I looked up with wide eyes. My movement not only caught his attention but the waitresses too.

"I don't eat salad." That was the truth. I have never ate a salad unless I was physically forced to. Harry raised an eyebrow as he turned to face forward and folded his hands on the table.

"Oh," he scoffed, "Just like you didn't want champane? But you have already finished you whole glass." He looked back to the lost waitress, "mentioning that, can we have another glass of that please?" Then he looked at me. "I guess this is the day you start your healthy diet."

My jaw dropped. Is he serious? I rolled my eyes and scratched the back of my neck as I glared at him. If looks could kill, I hope he'd be dead.

"That's all." He dismissed the waitress. It looked like she sent me a sorry look before dashing back to the kitchen, I'm assuming. I sighed and ran my hands over my legs, smoothing out the fabric of the dress. I looked around at all the people. They were all ages, all colors, all sizes. I continued gazing around the room until I saw a lady breast feeding her baby, letting it all hang out. I silently gasped and turned my head back infront of me.

He was watching me. He had this look in his eyes like he was trying solve a difficult puzzel. I cleared my throat and he blinked a few times before focusing his attention back on me.

"So how was your day?" He asked. Like he would actually be interested iin how my day went.

"Oh you know the usual." I nodded my head. "Almost getting ran over by a psychopath while walking across the road, worrying about a few death threats, having to come out with a total stranger..." A small smile crawled onto his face. "Oh! I also found a unicorn in my back yard." I crossed my arms on the table.

"Okay, number one, I'm not a phsycopath. Number two, I'm not a total stranger. Number three, If you found a unicorn you must have been high," I chuckled but then he cleared his throat and his face was wiped clean, and he turned serious, " and number four, what about death threats?"

Why did I even bring that up? I just shook my head, dismissing the subject. I decided to ask him a question that was troubeling me since our first little run-in.

"That night you ran into me, what happened?" I asked. Suddenly his eyes went cold.

"Why should I tell you?" He bit back harshly.

"I'm just wondering." I defended. "I mean I was the one to help you home since you couldn't walk in a straight line by yourself. You were pretty banged up."

"I just got in a small disagreement with a friend."

"One that caused you to get a busted lip?"

"And a nice bruise on my ribs, but nothing too serious." he shrugged.

"What was it about."

"Stay out of my business damn it!" he raised his voice causing a few strangers to look at us.

"I'm sorry Harry, calm down." I whispered, reaching aross the table to his arm. Why am I touching him? His breathing was heavy and his eyes were a little darker than they were just a minute ago. It took a few seconds, but he finally cooled off and took a deep breath.

Just then the waitress came by and dropped off our bowels of salad. As soon as she sat it down in front of me, I pushed it away.

"Is everything okay?" She asked. I shook my head no.

"I cant eat this." I gave her an apologetic smile.

I heard Harry drop his fork in the bowl, making the metel bounce off the glass, "And why the hell not?"

"I'm allergic to nuts." I said and looked down at all the little chopped up almonds in my salad. Harry let out a throaty chuckel and leaned back in his chair. Sorry, I can't help that I'm deadly allergic to something as simple as a nut.

"Well, that's too bad." He looked up at me with a smirk on his face.

"Would you like me to bring you something else?" The waitress asked. I opened my mouth to answer but the bastard across from me beat me to it.

"No, she's fine. In fact I guess I wont have mine either then." Harry said. The waitress nodded and took both of the dishes and walked away.

"I have to use the ladies room." I mumbled, scooting away from the table, not waiting on his permission.

"Well don't take too long." He winked at me, bringing his drink to his lips. I rolled my eyes, grabbed my clutch and made my way back to the restrooms. I stopped infront of the ladies sign and looked back. He can't see me.

"Can I help you with something?" I was startled by a petite voice. When I looked over it was our waitress.

"Thank God, yes." I smiled. "Is there a way out of here, besides the front door?" I asked. Harry was facing the front entrance so I wouldn't make it one foot out before he caught me. She nodded her head and motioned me to follow her through the kitchen and out to the side door.

"Thank you so much." I said as I stepped out onto the wooded pathway.

"No problem. I'm sorry you have to be associated with him. He seems like a total douch bag." I smiled and nodded my head as she closed the door.

Finally, freedom!

I walked along the wooden path all the way to the short little ten foot pier that stood about four feet above the water. I stepped out of my shoes, they were killing me, and just sat them beside my feet.

I stepped right up to the edge of the wodden walkway and looked out over the water to take it all in. I closed my eyes and breathed in the cool salty air, I could hear the seagulls squawking above me, I could hear the waves crashing on the shore and I could head some boats jetting aross the water.

It was a beatuiful night. At least out here it was. In side of the resturant it was a nightmare, okay, maybe I wouldn't exactly call it a nightmare but it wasnt a dream either. I pulled out my phone so I could call some one with hopes that they could come pick me up.

The first one I thought of was...Kolby. I hit the call button then just waited for her to answer.

"Hello?" She answered

"Hey, Kolby. Um... remember that guy from the club?" I asked fiddling with my bracelets.

"Yes?" She is already supisious.

"Well, I ended up having to come on this date with him," she gasped, "and it's gone down hill. Do you think you can come get me?"

"what happened?"

"Well, where do I start?" I sighed. The beginning I guess. "This morning he tried to run me over, told me to come out on this date with him. He won't let me do anything for myself, and he almost fed me almonds."

"So he tecnically tried to kill you twice in one day?"

"Sure, but I mean, to be fair he didn't know. But it is easier to blame it all on him."

"But yes, I would do anything to get out of this place. I never knew I had so many cousins." I laughed and so did she. "anyway, where are you?" She asked. The background noise got quieter and I heard a door slam.

"I'm at-"

"Hey!" A deep voice boomed as an arm wrapped around my waist. I screamed and threw my arms up in the air loosing the grip on my phone. I tried to spin around to see who the man was but I lost my footing and fell straight into the water.

With in seconds I resurfaced, gasping for air. I continuted to tred water as I moved the hair and water from my eyes. When I looked up I saw a grinning, chuckling Harry.

"Oh, baby, I didn't mean to get you wet that much." I scoffed at his dirty words.

"Just help me up?!" He crouched down on to the balls of his feet and extended a hand to me. I took hold of it and tried to pull myself up. Out of nowhere he lost his balance too and dove in head first.

I watched him disapper into the merky water. My legs were growing tiered so I swam over to one of the post that held the pier up and hung onto it, waiting to see Harry pop up. And he did, thrashing his arms around and gasping for air. Once he moved his hair out of his face, he looked at me.

"You did that on purpose!" He shouted, he sounded like a child except his voice was much deeper and intemidating.

"No I swear." I said. He just shook his had but continued to stare at me.

"Now are you going to say you cant swim?" He asked pointing out how I was hugging the post. I guess I did look pretty pathetic.

"I'm not the strongest swimmer."

He huffed and swam over to me. He wrapped one arm around my waist. "I got you." He mumbeled in a low voice. I slowly let go of the poll and let him swim us to shore. "Hold on." And I did.

When we reached the sand he immediaty let go of me and I did the same. "Where is my phone?" I began to panic. It slipped from my hands but i didn't hear it hit the water.

"It landed by your shoes." He grumbled. I raced back down to the end of the pier and picked up my shoes and phone. As I walked over to Harry, I checked my phone for any kind of cracks, damage. When I finally got to him and looked up, the breath was knocked out of me once again.

Of course he was wet so his shirt clung to his torso showing off his tight muscles. As I scanned across his stomach I saw a tattoo. It looked like a paragraph of words on the right side of his rib cage. His arms were pretty eye catching too, nice big biceps.

"If your finished stareing I think It would be a good idea to go pay for the meal." He said with no spicific emotion in his voice. I nodded my head and trailed after him to the front door of the resturant.

"I'll wait out here." I said. I didn't really want to go into this fancy buildng with wet clothes. Harry rolled his eyes and grabbed my hand tugging me through the front door. As he walked to our table his shoes made weird, wet, squishy sounds which caught the attenton of some customers. I saw on the table there were two to go boxes and the folder thing for the check. Harry slapped some money down, grabbed the boxes and my hand, then stormed out of the building once again.

When we got to the car he dropped my hand and fished around in his pocket for his keys. Once he unlocked the car and helped me in he went to the drivers side and started the car, not bothering with his seat belt. We drove in silence almost the whole trip.

"There is a short cut to my house." I said cutting through the silence. "If you just turne here then-"

"Your not going home." He said in a flat tone. Huh?

"What? Then where am I going?"

"My place."

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