Lost To You

~ Audrey's POV ~
*Two Days Later*

Once I told Deborah about my date with Harry, she almost passed out, she was so excited. We were going out on Friday, and today, is Friday. On Wednesday the boys left around noon, and I haven't stopped thinking about him since. Something about him drew me in I guess. Weird considering I was a total bitch to him when we first met.

"Are you ready?!" Deborah exclaimed while bursting into my room. I sighed and turned to her in my outfit she had picked out for me.

"Yes." I answered with a smile.

"Oh my god! You look awesome! He's going to love you! Okay, JOSEPH!" She called. He came through the door and smiled.

"Hmmm....change the shirt. You're showing too much cleavage." He stated. I rolled my eyes, and pulled the shirt up.

"Better?" I asked. He nodded, but Deborah walked to me and tugged at the bottom of my shirt, pulling it back down.

"No! I don't want him all over her! She's already pregnant!" He said. Deborah hit is arm, and he glared at her.

"You look great. Don't listen to him." She said pointing to Joseph.

"Okay. I'm nervous. Like, really nervous. Sweaty palms - rapid heart beat - stutters - nervous. Is that bad?" Deborah laughed and gave me a hug.

"No! It's normal! I hate to bring him up, but you have only ever dated Zachary. No one else, so this is technically your second date ever!" I smiled, and turned back to the mirror. I fixed the loose strands of hair, and tucked them behind my ear. A small knock sounded at the door, to the suite, and I let out a deep breath.

"I'll get it. I need to chat with him anyway." Joseph said. Deborah rolled her eyes, and I chuckled.

"Hello, Harry." Joseph greeted coldly.

"Hi, there." Harry responded in his low British accent.

"So, what are your intentions tonight?" Joseph asked him , with crossed arms.

"Dinner." Harry responded.

"And after?"

"I'll take her home." Harry said.

"What kind of girl do you think she is?! She's not some girl that you will just take home with you, and fuck! She-" I cut Joseph off.

"Jo! I think he meant take me back here. Geez!" I chuckled, and gave him a hug. "Relax. I'm a big girl! I'll see you guys tonight!" I kissed his cheek, and turned around to give Deborah a hug.

"Love you guys!" I said.

"Love you too!" They called back in unison, as me and Harry made our way to the elevator.

"Sorry about him. He's not mean, at all. He's just overly protective." I assured.

"I've noticed." He chuckled. "You look beautiful." He commented. I smiled, and he gave me a dimpled grin.

"So, where are we going tonight?" I asked, as we left the lobby, and entered his black Range Rover.

"Picnic, on the beach." He responded, starting the car up.

"I love the beach! And picnics!" I exclaimed. He laughed, and I smiled even wider. He had a cute laugh.

"I'm really nervous. Oh shit did I just say that? Sorry, I tend to ramble when I'm nervous, and when I ramble I annoy people. Sorry if I'm annoying you. This is technically my second first date, because I only ever had one boyfriend, and he dumped me, so now I'm single! His name was Zachary. Well his name still is Zachary, but he's not my boyfriend anymore. I don't like him because he ended being a big dick face. And I don't like dick faces. Oh my god! I'm sorry! I rambled!" I put my head in my hands, and he chuckled.

"It's okay, love. It's cute that your nervous." He gave me a cheeky smile.

"Hey! It's not cute! It's embarrassing! Especially because I just rambled about my ex-boyfriend. That's not cute." I said.

"I'm curious, why did he break up with you? You seem like a really great person." I blushed and looked away.

"He broke up with me...because..." I trailed off. I don't really want to tell him that I'm pregnant on the first date.

"Something, came up. And he wasn't enough of a man to step up, and take responsibility." I said. Good save. Pat on the back.

"Then you don't need him." He said. I nodded my head, and the car pulled to a stop. He hopped out of the car, and jogged to my side opening my door, and helping me out.

"So, we've already been through the uncomfortable ex talk, and the over protective friend stage, what next?" He joked. I smiled, as he took my hand in his his, and walked us out to a rather empty beach, with a blanket laid out on the sand. A picnic basket, sat on the blanket, and a few candles, were lit and they sat in the sand as well.

"This is so cool!" I exclaimed. He smiled, and we sat down together. He opened up the basket, and pulled out different foods, and a bottle of champagne.

"I have, grapes, bread, cheese, chips, and things for dessert as well." He pointed to the foods as he said them, and I smiled. She pulled two glasses and handed me one.

"H-Harry. I can't drink." I said with an apologetic smile.

"Were not going to get drunk or anything, it's a glass of champagne." He said picking up the bottle.

"I know. But I can't drink alcohol." I said.

"Okay, but I only have water other than this." Harry said holding up a water bottle.

"Water is perfect." He smiled, and poured water into my glass.

"Audrey, you have this mysterious, vague side of you that always leaves my confused. I feel like there's something really big, that I'm completely missing." He said as we both started eating the food.

"Oh. Well only very few people know about that big thing your missing." I said.

"Who are those people?"

"Deborah, Joseph, Zachary, and uhhh.....Liam." He furrowed his eyebrows at me, and I chuckled.

"How does Liam know?" He asked.

"He figured it out on his own." I stated.

"Can you tell me?" He asked sticking is bottom lip out at me, and pouting.

"I don't know if you could handle it. It's not something you tell on the first date."

"Pwease?!" I sighed and set my glass down.

"These grapes are really good. I had no idea they were in season." I avoided his question completely.

"Fine. Don't tell me."

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