Dinner with Harry always made me feel a bit special.
Fancy or not.
I bit my lip as we played footsie under the table, giggling when I won.
Part of my brain registered the fact that he let me win.
"Welcome to Gem's Cafe, what would you like to drink?"
I looked up at the waiter, who was pointedly ignoring Harry. "I'll have a Sprite, please."
He nodded, then turned to Harry. "And you?"
I'd seen his smile before. It was the one waitresses gave me when I was with Harry. Only this time, we'd gotten a waiter - so all the flirtiness was put on me, and the hate was on him.
"Do you have apple juice?" My lips lifted at his childish question, whereas the waiter rolled his eyes.
"Yes. They come in children cups, and aren't refillable."
Harry pursed his lips and glared slightly. "I'll pay more to have an adult cup, if that's necessary," he said, folding his hands together on the table.
The waiter mimicked Harry's facial expression. "I'll see what I can do," he said, stalking off.
I giggled. "You're giving that waiter unnecessary hell, Haz," I said, biting my lip.
Harry shrugged. "He's flirting with you! What else was I supposed to do?"
Another giggle left my lips. "Ignore it, like I do when waitresses flirt with you."
Harry rolled his eyes playfully. "They do not flirt with me."
I flicked his hand. "Do too."
"Do not."
"Do too!"
"Not!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"They do n-"
Before it could turn into a screaming match between us, the waiter showed back up with our drinks. He cleared his throat, setting Harry's glass down harder than mine, and spilling some of his apple juice.
"So sorry, I'll be back with a rag," he said, giving us the fakest smile ever.
Harry narrowed his eyes at the waiter's back. "That little bastard."
I placed my hand over his, catching his attention. "Don't get too upset, or jealous. I'm not interested in him, anyway."
Harry visibly relaxed, but didn't stop glaring at the waiter until he turned the corner. "Fine."
I tilted my head at his change in attitude. "Babe?"
He pursed his lips. "What?"
I tried not to crack a smile as the words slipped from my tongue. "Oh my God. We're cycling together - it's your time of the month, too, isn't it? You're on your period!"
His facial expression was so ridiculous, I was glad nobody else was at the cafe. I let out a fit of giggles, glancing at his annoyed expression. "You are so funny," he muttered sarcastically, giving me a small smile.
I bit my lip. "I love you."
He smiled a bit more. "Love you too."

"What would you like to eat?"
Harry looked up. "We're sharing the Breakfast Deluxe." Pancakes, eggs, and bacon.
I smiled innocently at the waiter. "Bring two plates, please."
He flushed. "Of course, how would you like the eggs? Over-easy, sunny-side-up, fried, or scrambled?"
"Scrambled, please." I blinked, biting my lip slightly. I was enjoying seeing the effect I had on him, simply by talking and staring. And yes, we were having breakfast for dinner. Don't judge.
He nodded. "It'll be here in j-just a little bit."
Harry gave him a curt nod. "Thank you." His voice was cold.
I smirked, nonchalantly covering my mouth as the waiter walked away.
"Jerk.." Harry muttered, glaring out the window.
I bit my lip at him. "Hazza.." I murmured, taking a small sip from my drink.
Harry's lips twitched up. "Don't tell me you didn't see his...problem."
I furrowed my eyebrows. "Problem?"
He turned towards me, clearly amused. "His little friend downstairs decided to make an appearance."
I covered my face. "Oh God."
He laughed, reaching across the table to move one of my hands. "And that's why you don't flirt with strangers."

---

I was nervous. Once again, I was gonna meet a person I'd bonded with a bit, and I didn't remember her at all.
Lou Teasdale. The boys' hair cutter. Who had apparently cut my hair at one point.
Ding.
Too late to go back to the car now.
A woman who looked like she was in her late twenties turned around and smiled. "Harry! Emmy! You alright?"
I smiled back and held Harry's hand tightly, moving to hide behind him a bit. "Hey, Lou."
Lou gave me a strange look, but hugged Harry from the side. Faintly, I heard him murmur, "She doesn't remember much."
Lou nodded in understanding, then took a deep breath and gestured for Harry to sit in one of the seats. "Let's get your hair cut before that tour of yours starts, yeah?" she said, avoiding my gaze.
I glanced at Harry, who only gave me a reassuring nod. Sighing, I sat down across from him, pulling out my phone and going through my twitter feed.


"So, Emmy, I heard you got into a pretty nasty accident."
I looked up and shrugged. "I guess so. I don't remember any of it - all I remember is I was going out to get some pizza."
Lou nodded. Snip. Snip. Snip. "I heard that the other driver was drunk."
I pursed my lips and shifted uncomfortably. "Yeah. He died on impact."
"Have you ever tried to go to the scene and see if you'll remember it?"
Harry shook his head, giving her a warning look. "No." His tone cut off the conversation, and I looked away.
Bzz.
"Babe, can you get me my phone?"
I nodded and grabbed the phone from the table next to me. I don't care what you do, just stop going out with her! She's causing bad publicity for you and the rest of the boys...
The text stopped there, since the phone wasn't unlocked. I tore my eyes away from the screen, thrusting the phone into Harry's hands. Running my fingers through my hair, I let out a sigh, pulling my knees up to my chest when I sat on the floor instead of the chair.
Harry grunted, then began to type back furiously. I faintly heard him cursing Modest under his breath, asking himself why they'd signed the contract again.
"What'd they do this time?" Lou asked, obviously confused as she continued to cut his hair.
Harry ran a hand over his face. "They're determined to get me to break up with Emmy. They just don't like her, because apparently, she'll cause bad publicity."
Lou shook her head. "Damn them. I think you and Emmy make a wonderful couple."
I looked up at her words and smiled. Considering that the fans didn't really like me, I didn't hear that often. "You're too sweet, Lou."
Lou looked up and smiled back at me. "Well, I think it's true, and it's not gonna change anytime soon. Especially with Harry getting ready to-"
Harry cut her off with a loud cough, smiling slightly. "Not yet, Lou."
She nodded, and went back to cutting his hair. "Say, do you want a new 'do, Emmy?"
I smiled. I was getting tired of my blonde hair. "Could we do it dark red? Maybe a little trimmed?" I asked, biting my lip.
Lou smiled more. "Of course, love."

Two hours later, Harry's hair was trimmed, and mine was colored. I smiled up at him and pressed my lips to his cheek gently. "Thanks, Baba."
He smiled and pulled me towards the house. "No biggie."
I hugged his arm, wondering in the back of my head how I managed to catch his attention - out of the hundreds of girls that threw themselves at him constantly. "I wasn't even a fan of yours," I said suddenly, catching Harry's attention.
"Sorry?"
I blinked up at him. "When we got together, I knew who you were, but I wasn't a big fan."
He smiled slightly. "Yup."
I smiled back, pulling his head down as soon as we got inside. "I love you," I murmured, kissing him gently.
Harry smiled against my lips. "I love you, too. I've gotta make a call to Modest, so why don't you head up to bed?"
I nodded, pulling away slowly and heading down the hall, to our room. Quickly, I changed, then padded down the hall, to the bathroom and brushed my teeth.
Faintly, I heard Harry arguing on the phone with Modest.
Sighing, I walked back into the bedroom and took my fuzzy boots off, then crawled into bed.

Just as I began feeling warm and fuzzy, the door opened. I looked up as Harry stripped down to his boxers, then crawled in behind me, wrapping his arm around my waist.
I turned to face him, tucking my face into his neck and promptly falling asleep.

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