Me and Harry walk out of the flat to Harry’s Range Rover. He walks with me around to the side and opens the door for me. I get in and put on my seat belt. Harry climbs into the driver side and starts the engine. The radio turns on and I hear Olly Murs’ song Heart Skips. He turns the radio down to where you can just hear it.

”So, are you nervous?” Harry asked after a minute of just sitting in the car.

”No.” being honest, I wasn't nervous at all.

”Good. Then that means that we can have fun tonight. Not in the dirty way or anything just like hanging-out….” Harry starts to ramble on about sex and hanging-out.

”Harry, it’s okay. I got what you were trying to say,” I say with a giggle.

”What makes that so funny?”

”It seems like you are nervous about tonight.”

”I’m not going to lie. I am.” I start to blush at the fact that Harry is nervous about this date and I’m not. “I love the way you talk. You and your Australian accent.”

”Yeah well I love the way you talk with your British accent.”

We arrive at Nando’s and we don’t even have to wait for a table. We sit down and order food. There are fans that come up to Harry all night asking for autographs. He keeps on apologizes to me but I understand. He is Harry Styles. I didn't expect to go out and not have fans come up to him. I actually expected more fans. While we are eating Harry keeps staring at me. I hate it when people look at me when I eat.

”Please don’t stare at me when I eat,” I say as nice as possible.

”Sorry. I didn't mean to stare.”

We get done eating and Harry pays. We exit Nando’s and Harry goes to get the car. I see a group of girls walking toward me.

“You were at dinner with Harry Styles, right?” one of the girls said.

”Yes.”

”And was this a date?” another fan said. I figured they are fans because I recognized them. They came over to us after we ordered the food to ask for Harry’s autograph.

”Um, no. Me and Harry are just friends.” Just when I said that Harry pulls up with the car. He gets out and puts his arm on around my waist.

”Ready to go?” he asked as if there weren't four fans standing right there. “Oh, hello girls. How are you this evening?”

The girls start to have a conversation with Harry while I just stand there and smile. After Harry is done they say goodbye to both of us and tell us to have a nice evening. Harry leads me to the car while never taking his hand off my waist. We get in and I can tell that we aren’t going back to Aunt Lisa’s flat.

”Harry where are we going?” I ask.

”What you thought that we would just go to dinner? Oh Sara,” he says with a laugh, “our night has just begun.”