Few days later…

It had been 3 days since my encounter with Harry and our perfect night shared over coffee, but still no call. I sighed giving up hope he would ever actually call.

“Still nothing?” Ana asked, heading towards with front door, Kasi following shortly behind her.
“Do I really need to answer that?” I rolled my eyes. “It’s pretty obvious.”

“Babe, are you sure that you don’t wanna come?” Kasi frowned.

“No that’s fine, I already gave my tickets to Kelly and Nate.” I shrugged, we all had tickets to go see The Lion King on Broadway. We bought the tickets while I was dating my now ex-boyfriend, Jeff. I hadn’t found anyone to go with me, hoping Harry would have called by now and I could have asked him.

“Just call him yourself Spenc! You haven’t stopped talking about him since the night you met! He seems super adorable and maybe he’s just waiting for you to make the first move.” Kasi suggested.

“Yeah, I mean he did go out of his way to meet you, so maybe he wants to see if you’ll do the same thing.” Ana added.

Maybe they were right, maybe I needed to call him. “I guess it couldn’t hurt.”

“That’s the spirit!” Ana and Kasi high fived. Of course they planned to guilt me into calling him. “Well are you gonna call him or not?”

“You want me to call him right now?” I looked blankly at them.

“YES!” they shouted in unison.

Rolling my eyes I got my phone and flipped to his contact. I looked back up at Ana and Kasi, both eagerly encouraging me to call. Reluctantly I hit send, waiting to hear his sweet voice.

“Spencer, ello love!” I heard Harrys beautiful accent.

“Put him on speaker!” Ana urged.

Placing him on speaker I answered. “Hey Harry, I was just calling to see if you’d, um, maybe uh like to go out again sometime soon?”

“I’ve been waitin for you to call! I didn’t want to call and seem naff!” he chuckled. I covered the mouth piece and looked up at my friends, both wearing confused looks.

“What is naff?” Ana asked.

“YOU DIDN’T TELL US HE WAS BRITISH!” Kasi practically screamed.

“SHHHHH!” I hushed them.

“Harry, what is naff?” I giggled, mostly at my friends.

“Oh right, it means like uncool or weird. Am I gonna have to teach you all my amazing British words?” he joked. “But seriously love, nothing would make me happier than seeing you again.”

Silently cheering with my friends, I tried to sound completely un-phased by the fact of him calling me love, or how nothing else would make him happier, “Um perfect, when would you like to do something?”

“Well are you free tonight? Me and my mates are going to this party, and I would love for you to join us.”

“DO IT!!!!” Ana and Kasi said together.

“Sure, that would be cool.” I said casually. “What time and where?”

“I can pick you up, around 8?”

“Perfect, I can’t wait!” I smiled.

“See you then Spenc.” I could tell he was smiling too.

“You gotta date!” Ana smiled, jumping up and down!

“It’s hardly a date, he’s going with his ‘mates’!” I air quoted.

“Shut up, he totally likes you Spencer!”

“Now go get hot!” Kasi smiled. “And when we come back we are talking about how British he is!”

About 2 hours and 4 outfits later I was ready to go. It was 745 and I was sitting in my living room twiddling my thumbs, I was incredibly nervous. I had no idea what to expect, I didn’t know where we were going or what his friends were like. About twenty minutes later there was a knock on my door. Nervously, I got up. Laughing at myself I opened the door. Why was I so nervous? Harry liked me. No matter what happened tonight, he would like me. Things were going to be okay.

As I opened the door Harry spun around, he looked so handsome. He was wearing tight black pants with an even tighter white shirt and a black blazer over top. He looked hot.

“Spencer, you look, wow.” He said grinning widely, “You are so stunning. The guys will be fighting over you.”

“But tonight I only have eyes for you.” I tried to sound seductive.

“As do I, love, no other girl will even compare to you tonight.” He said reaching out his hand, I took it. “We should get going, the cars waiting.”

The car? What did that even mean? I looked up and followed him to the elevator. On our ride down he began to fidget nervously.

“What’s wrong Harry? You have no reason to be nervous.”

He awkwardly laughed. “The guys, they’re all great. I promise you’ll love them but um, we’re a bit crazy. We also sometimes draw a lot of attention, so I just want to warn you.”

“I’ve been out to parties before, I think I’ll be okay.” I said, confused.

“Spencer, I’m not sure you get it…We’re…” Harry started to say but was cut off.

“…gonna be late if you lot don’t hurry the fuck up!” a tall tanned guy said entering the lobby of my building. “Let’s go!”

“Harry don’t worry!” I squeezed his hand. “I’ll be fine.”

“See she’s fine!” the tan boy clapped Harry on the shoulder. “I’m Zayn, by the way.” He smiled shaking my hand. “Let’s go get pissed!”

He said jogging outside, following him Harry led me towards the huge limo. “Wow Harry, a limo? You guys are going all out tonight.”

“Only the best for you.” He smiled, laughing awkwardly. “Hey why don’t we skip the party? You know just go on a normal, romantic date instead, then maybe after hit up the party if everyone’s still there?”

“Um, yeah sure, I’d like that too.”

He was acting so weird. Telling me the guys were ‘different’, suddenly not wanting to go to the party, what was going on? Was he embarrassed of me? I studied the boy as he walked over to the car to let everyone know what we were gonna do, suggesting we just walk until we saw something we wanted to do.

After walking for about 20 minutes, I couldn’t take the cold anymore.

“Harry.” I said tugging on his hand and coming to a halt. “I’m freezing. I mean I love walking and talking but it’s the middle of winter and I have this short dress on cause I thought we were going to a party. What are we going to do? I’m too cold to just keep walking aimlessly.”

“Would you like my coat?” he offered starting to disrobe.

“Oh god no, you’ll freeze!”

“Babe, I’ll be fine. What do you want to do? I was thinking we could go get something to eat but I don’t know where you like.”

“Hey, I have an idea. Why don’t we just go back to one of our places and order take out and watch a movie. That way we can get to know each other better. I mean you seem really amazing but I hardly know you.” I looked up into his hazel eyes, they smiled.

“That sounds perfect.” He kissed the back of my hand.

“Your place or mine?” I asked.

“Mine.” He smiled.

Notes

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