Harry opened the door for me, like the gentleman he is, and I sat down quietly. I'm still a little shook up from when Niall decided to barge in but I'm too excited for this date to worry about it now. Harry is definitely a great guy and his bad boy-ness from the years past has seemed to disappear. He's even told me how he's doing really well in his classes.

"Are you cold?" He asked as he took his gloves off. I nodded. I have no idea why it's so cold already. It is the beginning of October but still. "I was thinking we could bowl and maybe get ice cream afterwards. It's never to cold for ice cream, right?" I heard him laugh to himself and I, like always when I get nervous, giggled.

"Nope, never too cold." Driving to the bowling alley with Harry was nice. We were able to hold a conversation and there weren't any awkward or dull moments. I told him about my decision about becoming a cat and he laughed like I've never heard before. I really love when I get those kind of reactions from him. When we got inside and began putting our shoes on I saw he was struggling while tying them. "Harry what happened to your hand?"

"Oh, it's nothing."

"The last time I told you that it was the biggest--" My jaw dropped and I covered my mouth, "Did you hit Niall?" He looked up at me with no remorse.

"Yeah, I did. I know he apologized and everything but it wasn't a fair fight. He hurt me by hurting you." Harry's smarter than I thought.

"Did he hit you back?" I walked over to him and examined his face.

"No, he just looked down and said he deserved it. I took a look at him again and I told him I accepted his apology. We shook and and he told me to have fun tonight."

"Was he sarcastic with you? Did he seem like he wanted to hit you back?"

"No, it actually seemed like he was ready for it."

"Weird." This is definitely a different Niall that I met. I don't want to think about that anymore, "Okay well if you're okay let's get bowling. I may win though, you have to use your left hand now." He smiled,

"Not a chance!"

I don't know how he did it but he beat me with his left hand. Actually he didn't win because the last few were gutter balls, but I knew he wanted me to win. I let it happen; he was too sweet. After we left we got some ice cream and he took me home.

"I had a lot of fun tonight Harry." He was walking me up to my door and all I could think was I wanted him to kiss me. And then I wanted him to tell me what happened the other night.

"I did too and I want to keep hanging out with you--with other people and alone."

"Hmm," I thought about it and it made him nervous, "I'll hang out with you again if you tell me what happened that night." He put his hands in his pocket and looked up, chuckling.

"Do you really want to know?"

"It's killing me not knowing."

"Okay, but it's freezing out here. Can we go inside?" I know everyone is home but I don't think they'll mind if he comes in for a bit.

"Sure." I opened the door and said hi to my mom and dad. They were watching tv--my dad was at least while my mom was lying on his lap. She finally had off and I'm pretty sure all she'd be doing is sleeping for the next few days. "Is it okay if Harry comes in for a little while?" He looked at his watch.

"That's fine sweetheart. Just not too late, it's already 9:30."

"Thanks dad." I kissed him on the forehead and we headed up to my room.

We were sitting on my bed. I was Indian style like always and Harry dangled his legs off the side. "You're beds really comfortable. I didn't know that was possible for a twin size bed."

"Yeah I'm a small girl; anything bigger would be too much for me too handle," I said sarcastically, "stop avoiding this Harry. Spill the details; I wanna know everything." He shook is hair out of his face and then brushed it back. I really wish he wouldn't do that. It always makes me think inappropriate things.

"You wanted to get drunk for the first time--which I thought was cute because I felt like you wanted to get drunk with me," I blushed, "so I got you tipsy off a drink I made you. It was fruity so you couldn't taste the alcohol as much. And then we took shots. After a few Sarah ran in and wanted to play body shots." I closed my eyes, remembering that Harry had my name.

"And you had my name."

"Yeah," he stopped talking.

"That's all I remember so far Harry, keep going."

He chuckled nervously, "I said I wanted you to get the alcohol off of me and so instead of everyone else you got on top of me so your legs were wrapped around my hips." No, that couldn't have happened. That's so embarrassing. I continued to listen, but I know my face is probably bright red. "So you began and you went really slow and kinda seductively. When you were almost done you traced my boxers with your fingers and finally finished." Did he not enjoy it? He seemed upset?

"Did you hate it or something?"

"No!" He assured me. "I just, I had some problems down there." He looked down at his pants and I tried not to laugh. "When you were done, while everyone was cheering, I picked you up and threw you over my shoulders so I could lay you down. You needed to sober up and I needed that," he looked at his pants again, "to calm down." I inhaled and slowly exhaled, making my cheeks puff out.

"Wow. That's a little embarrassing."

"Yeah but I didn't mind it. And then--"

dun, dun, dun, dunnnnn

My phone began to ring and I rolled my eyes. "Sorry. I put it in my desk so it wouldn't be as loud. What happened next?"

"I put my shirt back on and then you sat up next to me. You put your arms around me and..."

"And what?"

"You said you wanted me, you only wanted me. I was pretty drunk myself so I pushed you up on the bed and we began snogging."

"Oh."

"I swear I wouldn't have let it go any further. Besides, Niall helped me out on that one."

"I'm sorry Harry. I'm really sorry I put you in that situation."

"No, it's okay. It was worth it." His dimples appeared, "I could take a beating if it meant I could kiss you."

I slouched, still feeling embarrassed. "You liked it?"

"I did. A lot." My phone went off again. I swear I would strangle him. I checked the time, ten o'clock. I let it go to voice mail and walked over to Harry. We had some time. I stood in between his legs and put his arms around my waste while looking at my door; it was locked. This time I was completely sober and I wanted to kiss him again and again. I was looking at him curiously and he did the same. When I didn't do anything he stood up and slipped his hand underneath my hair. He got closer to my face and I couldn't smell anything--no alcohol. This was nice.

"I'm going to kiss you now." Before I could shake my head to give him the okay, he pressed against my lips. They were soft but cold. I could feel his smile against mine. He kissed me again and then he hugged me. I didn't want it to go any further and neither did he. If we were going to start something, I didn't want it to be rushed. He put his lips against my forehead and then looked at me.

"I should probably go before someone comes in." I walked him down the stairs and waved to him as he pulled away. When I closed the door I couldn't help but giggle all the way up to my room. Liam walked out of the bathroom,

"Someone had a good time on there date." He winked and I rolled my eyes.

"Yes, I did thank you very much. I fell on my bed and this time, I didn't think about Niall. I thought about Harry until I fell asleep.

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