I checked my phone once again but there was no sign of Harry. I tried calling him a couple times for hours but his phone is off! I don't want to worry, he's probably in some meeting or something...
"Miss Mia?"

"Yeah sorry." I turned to the little girls staring at me.

I was in Portugal to visit my mum and friends for a couple days and my old dance academy invited me to teach a class to the younger ballerinas and that's exactly what I've been doing for the last two hours.

"Okay girls ready to do the routine once again? This time from beginning to end!"

"Yes!" They all jumped up and down making me laugh. "Okay, without music first." They all aligned in their positions straightening their backs and waiting for my cue. "Okay and 5,6,7,8." I turned to the mirror doing the routine with them, slowly and without music.

Suddenly the door of the studio opened to reveal a tall guy in a beanie and sunglasses. I instantly smiled knowing exactly who that is even with the disguise but kept the class without bringing too much assumption despite my surprise to see him here.

"Okay, can we do it with music now?" The girls nodded. "Good! I want to watch now!" I moved to the stereo pressing play.

The girls waited for their cue before starting the routine I taught them. I quickly walked to the back of the class continuing to look at the girls until I reached my boy.

"What are you doing here?" I smiled largely turning to him.

"Surprise!" He replied excitedly moving towards me but I instantly stopped them looking at the girls. If he kisses me, they'll recognize him even though they're focused on their routine. "I don't mind." He shrugged. However, I only just gave him a peck on the cheek and watched the ballerinas do my routine until the music stopped.

"Okay girls, very well!" I clapped happily. "Now, as you're so good I have a surprise for you! It's Harry Styles!" I removed the beanie and sunglasses from him pushing him forward. All eyes widened before a commotion of yells and squeals were heard and all the girls ran to him.

Luckily, I stepped back in time so no one knocks me to the floor. Harry shot me a glare but quickly turned to the girls with a big smile taking pictures and signing autographs. I waited patiently disconnecting my iPod to the machine and quickly change my clothes. When I returned only half the girls were there as they all sat in a circle with Harry while he spoke. They stared at him with bright eyes listening attentively and giggling. In the moment he spotted me, a big grin took over his features, standing up.

"Well girls, I'm afraid Harry has to leave now." I told them softly.

"Oh!!" They pouted. "He'll return soon!" I promised with a wink.

They instantly cheered and clapped giving me a hug and waving at Harry until we were the only two in the mirrored room. I was instantly scooped in his arms.

"Hi baby." I smiled lacing my arms around his neck.

"Hey." He replied leaning in to capture my lips in an eager kiss. I smiled against his mouth willingly kissing him back for a while.

"So, not that I'm not glad you're here but I thought you were in England?" I spoke when we pulled away.

"I was but then I missed you so I caught the plane and flew here." He shrugged like it was a normal thing.

"I've only been here for three days and I'm supposed to get back tomorrow."

"I know but I wanted to see you." He smiled largely leaning in to kiss me again.

"Hmm,"

"So now go home and get ready because we're going out tonight." He clapped excitedly making me jump.

"We are?"

"Yes! I've taken care of everything already so you just need to go home and shower." He informed.

"Okay." I merely said suspiciously.

I haven't really quite figured how literal his statement was until I reached my mum's home and spotted two pretty boxes sitting on the bed in my room. Curiosity took the best of me quickly opening them. The first one had a dress, very expensive it looked, white on the top and then flowed in a black leather skirt right from below my boobs. Absolutely breathtaking! The other was a pair of silver sparkling louboutin. I instantly gasped realizing how much that must have cost. Only then I noticed the little note attached.

Wear this for me tonight.
Love, H.

Of course it's from him! I just don't understand the sudden urgency to fly to Portugal, buy all this stuff and go to dinner? I mean I miss him too obviously but I'm flying back to London tomorrow. Or maybe not, depends on Harry's plans. I guess I'll just ask him over dinner.

Shrugging I placed everything neatly on the bed and took a quick shower eager to try the new dress. Harry picked the perfect size, it fits really good and so do the louboutin.



-



"Can I?" A knock was heard at the door as I inspected myself in the mirror and Harry's head peeked him.

"Sure."

He walked in graciously in dress black pants and a light blue buttoned up shirt, a black blazer tucked under his arm. His hair is styled back, eyes twinkling and he looks simply amazing.

"You look beautiful. Ready?" A sweet kiss was placed in my forehead.

"Yes. Where are we going?" I asked eagerly, taking his hand to walk downstairs.

"You shall see." He smiled but it was a different smile. A nervous one maybe?

It doesn't make sense, why would he be nervous over a simple dinner? Somehow I feel like something really important is about to go down and I can't decide whether I'm eager or anxious.

Notes

Cliffhanger I know but I'd love to hear your guesses! :D

Comment and vote if you like the story.., I'll update sooner with motivation.

- D