Catch Me if You Can
The Big Night
After being rudely awakened by Amanda with only and hour until Harry was supposed to come pick me up, I was finally ready with 10 minutes to spare. Amanda had helped me with my makeup, and picked out my outfit; a cropped top Beatles shirt with a leather jacket and Miss Me's.
After 50 minutes of having my makeup applied, I turned to see myself in the mirror. I looked good. " Damn Amanda! You're amazing! Holy crap!" She did a polite bow and I started to roar with laughter.
"DON'T LAUGH YOU'LL SMUDGE YOUR MASCARA!" Amanda tried to sound threatening but it was still hilarious.
"Do I look okay? What if he hates the outfit?" I kept examining myself in the mirror, fixing every last flaw.
"Cass, you look great. Besides, you're not aiming to impress him, right?" She narrowed her eyes and I could tell she was curious as to how I felt about this date.
"Right, he's an asshole. Just one date and I'm done." I plopped onto my bed, while Amanda followed and took the place next to me.
"Good. You can't fall for his shit, Cass. He's a player, a manipulator. Whatever you do, don't buy anything he tells you. Just a few hours of the cold shoulder and you're golden. Got it?"
"Got it." I saw her grin, she was proud of her creation. I nearly flew off of the bed when I heard a loud pounding at the door startle me. "That must be him." I grabbed my purse and out on my shoes before heading to the door.
"Just promise me you won't play his game, Cass." I looked over at Amanda, who seemed like it would hurt her if I did.
"I promise." I said before opening the door to a very well dressed Harry. I scanned his body, admiring his black skinny jeans, white t shirt and navy blue blazer. He looked great.
"Ready, love? And you can close your mouth, I know I look good." Jesus. He already ruined it. I couldn't go through with this. I reached over to the door handle and went to close myself inside, when his hand shot up and held it still. "Oh come on I was kidding. Can't you take a joke? Let's go." I remembered the deal, one night and nothing else afterward. I can do this. I have to do this. I walked out of the door and followed him to his car, feeling him glance over at me every few seconds.
"Nice car." I said calmly, taking in the sight of his 2013 all black Range Rover.
"Thanks. Bought it before I came to school here. Let me get the door for you." He jogged over to the front of the passenger side door and help it open. I went to climb in when I felt his hand on my butt. I spun around, irritated.
"Don't." I sounded harsh. Maybe a bit too harsh.
Harry held his hands up in defense. "Sorry, force of habit."
We spent the drive over making small talk, mainly him asking me questions about myself, which I didn't give much information up. Mainly questions like how old I was, what I was studying, and questions about my hometown and family. He told me about his little 4 year old sister Darcy, and how his parents separated when he was 11. Halfway through the date, I realized he was a pretty interesting guy after all, and he didn't seem like a huge player. But I knew who he was and I couldn't let this game get to me.
After dinner, he brought me back to my room. He stopped in the parking lot and didn't get out. "What're you doing?" I asked, confused as to why he was just sitting there staring at me.
"You're a pretty amazing girl, if you ask me." I tried to fight the hot red from appearing on my cheeks but I couldn't. Stop it Cassie! Hold it together!!
"Thanks. You aren't as bad as I thought." I said, trying to keep my calm and avoid eye contact.
"So, what do you think about me now then?" Harry asked, leaning towards me. Oh shit. Please tell me he wasn't going to kiss me.
"Well, you aren't that much of an asshole, and you seem to care about your family and singing career a lot." I was still avoiding eye contact.
"I'm not an asshole. And I do care, a lot." He leaned in even closer, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my cheek.
"Can we get out now?"
"Oh, yeah. Sure." Harry jumped out of the car and jogged over to my door, helping me out.
We walked down the corridor and eventually ended up outside of my door. "I had a lot of fun tonight. Still want to keep that bet?" He asked me, but I was surprised when he didn't sound cocky, but rather genuine. Pull it together Cassie! Say yes. SAY YES!
"Yes I do." I spoke directly to him, and he looked a bit let down. I felt kinda bad.
"Welll, Cassie, I can see you're not a very good liar." He said, stepping towards me. I took a step back, caught off guard when my back hit the door. Harry let out a small chuckle and took another step forward, getting quite close to my face. "I think you're beautiful, you know." I kept my eyes directed at the ground when I felt a soft hand push my hair behind me ear and rest on my cheek, raising my eyes to meet his. He sat there, staring at me and caressing my cheek with his thumb. Oh, shit. I knew what was coming.
He leaned down and put his lips only inches away from mine. I could feel his hot breathe on my lips, and I wasn't objecting. I felt goosebumps crawl down my spine. I didn't know what to do, so I went with instinct. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, when the door disappeared from behind me.
"Well well well. Look what we have here." Amanda said with her hands folded across her chest, lightly tapping her foot on the ground.
"Oh hi, sorry to bother you. You must be Amanda. We're just finishing up out here." Harry looked up at Amanda and removed his hand from my cheek. Damnit.
"Actually, Cassie needs to get to bed and so do I," She yanked me inside "Goodnight Harry." She slammed the door in his face.
"Goodnight Cassie. I'll see on Monday, love." He called from the hallway.
When I couldn't hear his footsteps any more, I looked over at Amanda, who seemed pissed. "What the hell Cassie! You said you weren't going to fall for his shit."
"I'm not. I was just about to push him off." I went to the bathroom and wiped off my makeup and slid into bed.
"Were you? Were you really Cassie?" Amanda was still pissed.
I pretended I was asleep and I didn't answer her. Because honestly, I didn't know if I would have. But I wanted to find out.
After 50 minutes of having my makeup applied, I turned to see myself in the mirror. I looked good. " Damn Amanda! You're amazing! Holy crap!" She did a polite bow and I started to roar with laughter.
"DON'T LAUGH YOU'LL SMUDGE YOUR MASCARA!" Amanda tried to sound threatening but it was still hilarious.
"Do I look okay? What if he hates the outfit?" I kept examining myself in the mirror, fixing every last flaw.
"Cass, you look great. Besides, you're not aiming to impress him, right?" She narrowed her eyes and I could tell she was curious as to how I felt about this date.
"Right, he's an asshole. Just one date and I'm done." I plopped onto my bed, while Amanda followed and took the place next to me.
"Good. You can't fall for his shit, Cass. He's a player, a manipulator. Whatever you do, don't buy anything he tells you. Just a few hours of the cold shoulder and you're golden. Got it?"
"Got it." I saw her grin, she was proud of her creation. I nearly flew off of the bed when I heard a loud pounding at the door startle me. "That must be him." I grabbed my purse and out on my shoes before heading to the door.
"Just promise me you won't play his game, Cass." I looked over at Amanda, who seemed like it would hurt her if I did.
"I promise." I said before opening the door to a very well dressed Harry. I scanned his body, admiring his black skinny jeans, white t shirt and navy blue blazer. He looked great.
"Ready, love? And you can close your mouth, I know I look good." Jesus. He already ruined it. I couldn't go through with this. I reached over to the door handle and went to close myself inside, when his hand shot up and held it still. "Oh come on I was kidding. Can't you take a joke? Let's go." I remembered the deal, one night and nothing else afterward. I can do this. I have to do this. I walked out of the door and followed him to his car, feeling him glance over at me every few seconds.
"Nice car." I said calmly, taking in the sight of his 2013 all black Range Rover.
"Thanks. Bought it before I came to school here. Let me get the door for you." He jogged over to the front of the passenger side door and help it open. I went to climb in when I felt his hand on my butt. I spun around, irritated.
"Don't." I sounded harsh. Maybe a bit too harsh.
Harry held his hands up in defense. "Sorry, force of habit."
We spent the drive over making small talk, mainly him asking me questions about myself, which I didn't give much information up. Mainly questions like how old I was, what I was studying, and questions about my hometown and family. He told me about his little 4 year old sister Darcy, and how his parents separated when he was 11. Halfway through the date, I realized he was a pretty interesting guy after all, and he didn't seem like a huge player. But I knew who he was and I couldn't let this game get to me.
After dinner, he brought me back to my room. He stopped in the parking lot and didn't get out. "What're you doing?" I asked, confused as to why he was just sitting there staring at me.
"You're a pretty amazing girl, if you ask me." I tried to fight the hot red from appearing on my cheeks but I couldn't. Stop it Cassie! Hold it together!!
"Thanks. You aren't as bad as I thought." I said, trying to keep my calm and avoid eye contact.
"So, what do you think about me now then?" Harry asked, leaning towards me. Oh shit. Please tell me he wasn't going to kiss me.
"Well, you aren't that much of an asshole, and you seem to care about your family and singing career a lot." I was still avoiding eye contact.
"I'm not an asshole. And I do care, a lot." He leaned in even closer, and I could feel the heat of his breath on my cheek.
"Can we get out now?"
"Oh, yeah. Sure." Harry jumped out of the car and jogged over to my door, helping me out.
We walked down the corridor and eventually ended up outside of my door. "I had a lot of fun tonight. Still want to keep that bet?" He asked me, but I was surprised when he didn't sound cocky, but rather genuine. Pull it together Cassie! Say yes. SAY YES!
"Yes I do." I spoke directly to him, and he looked a bit let down. I felt kinda bad.
"Welll, Cassie, I can see you're not a very good liar." He said, stepping towards me. I took a step back, caught off guard when my back hit the door. Harry let out a small chuckle and took another step forward, getting quite close to my face. "I think you're beautiful, you know." I kept my eyes directed at the ground when I felt a soft hand push my hair behind me ear and rest on my cheek, raising my eyes to meet his. He sat there, staring at me and caressing my cheek with his thumb. Oh, shit. I knew what was coming.
He leaned down and put his lips only inches away from mine. I could feel his hot breathe on my lips, and I wasn't objecting. I felt goosebumps crawl down my spine. I didn't know what to do, so I went with instinct. I closed my eyes and leaned forward, when the door disappeared from behind me.
"Well well well. Look what we have here." Amanda said with her hands folded across her chest, lightly tapping her foot on the ground.
"Oh hi, sorry to bother you. You must be Amanda. We're just finishing up out here." Harry looked up at Amanda and removed his hand from my cheek. Damnit.
"Actually, Cassie needs to get to bed and so do I," She yanked me inside "Goodnight Harry." She slammed the door in his face.
"Goodnight Cassie. I'll see on Monday, love." He called from the hallway.
When I couldn't hear his footsteps any more, I looked over at Amanda, who seemed pissed. "What the hell Cassie! You said you weren't going to fall for his shit."
"I'm not. I was just about to push him off." I went to the bathroom and wiped off my makeup and slid into bed.
"Were you? Were you really Cassie?" Amanda was still pissed.
I pretended I was asleep and I didn't answer her. Because honestly, I didn't know if I would have. But I wanted to find out.
Notes
Sorry this is a bit late, I got about halfway through the chapter when my internet crashed on me. Damn thing.Anyway, let me know what you think! Suggestions/Comments/Predictions! Follow my twitter, @SinForStyles. Thanks for reading!
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12/1/13