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The Photograph

Chapter 8

Harry and I jumped back from each other and went to investigate who had barged into the apartment. Standing by the door we found Louis who was cheerful and excited.
“What are you doing here?” Harry asked, confused because Louis had nothing about coming by before dinner or announcing his stopping by.
“I don’t know where the place is, I figured I would follow you there.” Louis confessed.
“Where is El?” Harry waited.
“She’s in the car, she didn’t feel like getting out she said.” Louis explained.
“Okay, well are you ready Emma?” Harry turned to me.
“Ready as ever.” I smiled softly.
Louis walked out expecting us to follow behind him. I looked at Harry, he took a quick glance around with his eyes before grabbing his keys and eventually following Louis, I followed closely behind not wanting to get lost or anything.
“Okay Lou, just follow me.” Harry yelled across the parking structure.
“Okay!” Louis shouted walking over to his car where through the tinted windows I could see a figure in the passenger seat with dark hair that was sort of long. I got inside the car and waited for Harry to get in aswell. When he did he smiled at me and continued on with getting us out of the parking garage. We drove to the restaurant with Louis and Eleanor trailing behind us. When we arrived, Louis parked on the complete opposite side of the parking lot due to parking spots that were open, we walked inside. I clung to Harry with my arm locked his. The host asked us for our reservation, Harry told him it and we were taken to private room where Niall and Zayn waited.
“Where’s Perrie?” Harry asked.
“She was busy tonight.” Zayn shrugged sipping on some champagne.
My seat was between Niall and Harry, next to Niall on the end of the table was Zayn. Eleanor and Louis came in, Louis sat on the other end of the table and on the opposite side of the table, next to Lou was where Eleanor sat. It was obvious that across from me would be either Liam or Danielle. Louis was his cheerful self, I stood up and Eleanor welcomed me with a hug and we exchanged quick kisses on the cheek in the middle of it. We waited for almost 15 minutes until they arrived, where the lads complained about how late they were. When they came I also stood, Danielle did the same that Eleanor and I did, which she also repeated with Eleanor welcoming us with hugs and a small peck on the cheek. After we all sat down and ordered our things is when things became fun. The lads were having a blast, laughing and sharing jokes. While Eleanor, Danielle and I sort of chatted over the boys loudness. I was having a better time than I expected to have, I was honestly expecting to be quiet and not talking but the boys were in their own world so Danielle, Eleanor and I escaped to our own. As dinner came closer to an end, everyone argued over who paid the bill for everyone.
“Just let me get it.” Harry insited, snatching the bill from Louis.
In the end, Harry did pay for it and it was one of the most expensive bills I had seen. I see expensive bills in New York but tonights dinner was a bit crazy. Might’ve been all the desserts we ordered but it was a really nice time. Everyone was getting ready to leave, we all bid our farewells and headed to our separate cars. I walked out, linked arms with Harry smiling. Paparazzi was out and they were snapping photos of us. Harry and I both tried covering my face as much as possible. Harry rushed me to my side of the car and helped me in. I leaned towards the middle and hid my face as they surrounded the car. Harry pushed his way through and finally got in, he kept apologizing as he was making his way slowly out of the parking lot.
“You don’t have to apologize.” I said.
“I know but I’m sure you’re not too used to it, I didn’t want to freak you out.” Harry expressed.
“Don’t worry about it.” I touched his hand that rested on the compartment in between the two of us.
Harry looked at our hands, I pulled mine away slowly and I caught him smiling but I let it go.
“Where are we going?” He asked, unsure where to turn from the parking lot.
“Could we hang out at your place? I don’t want to go back to the hotel the rest of the night and be by myself all night.” I suggested.
He agreed and started driving back to his apartment. I turned the radio on and we listened to some music while talking a bit about dinner tonight. It was quite entertaining; well that’s what I thought.
“Did Danielle or Eleanor hammer you with questions?” Harry asked, searching for a parking spot in the parking structure.
“No… Do they usually do that when someone brings a girl around?” I questioned.
“Not all the time but they have before. They did it to Perrie when Zayn began bringing her around but Perrie doesn’t hang out with us much. Usually she’s too busy…” He trailed off.
I didn’t respond to his remark, I only let it go. We went up to his apartment and decided to get to know each other a bit more on a personal level. We decided to ask each other questions to make it easier… We sat on his couch in the living room and I had a ton of questions.
“Okay you first.” He announces.
“First kiss? When?” I ask.
“Uh, I was young. I don’t exactly remember the age.” Harry replied. “What’s the most shocking thing about you that most people don’t know?”
“I’ve never had a real boyfriend.” I answer.
“No way… You’re lying.” He frowned.
“No I’m serious.” I laugh.
“How?! Look at you.” Harry said.
I laughed again than continued, “Are you one to fall for someone easily?”
“Not usually but lately I’ve found that I am falling for someone easily but I’m scared of what the outcome could be.” He confessed, playing with his fingers but looked up at me when it was his turn to ask me something. “Why do you think you’ve never had a boyfriend before?”
“I don’t know… I’m one of those people where it takes me a while. You have to sweep me off my feet if you want me and no one has swept me off my feet or they give up trying to so no one has ever really made it there.” I respond.
“Your gorgeous though, who would give up?” He asked, I didn’t know what to say to it so I didn’t respond I only waited for him to ask something else.
“Okay, have you ever kissed someone?” He raised an eyebrow.
“Noppppe!” I said popping the P as I said it.
“You were about to kiss me earlier.” Harry confronted. I could feel cheeks warming up.
“I know…” I look around the room.
“Do you want me to be your first kiss?” Harry asked.
I sort of shrugged, not knowing what to answer. I looked at him and bit my lip, hoping he would understand that I don’t know how to answer it. It would be awesome if he was but I don’t want to say something wrong and him take it the wrong way.
“Look at me…” Harry whispered.
I turned my glance towards him and he moved in closer to me. Pushing back strands of my hair, I felt his breath close on my face. I was extremely hesitant on kissing him but I finally told myself to stop scaring myself and do it. I felt his lips just barely brush my lips when we heard a voice enter the living room. It was Niall holding a back of chips.
“Niall!!” Harry yelled, upset that he ruined the moment ontop of the fact neither of us knew Niall was here. “How did you get in and when did you come in?!”
“The door was unlocked so I thought why not, I just came in like a minute ago. Just came to stop by and visit.” Niall defeneded.
“You scared us.” Harry confessed.
“I’m sorry.” He apologized. “…Should I leave and give you two privacy?” Niall asked.
“Privacy would be nice…” Harry let out a large sigh.
“I’ll head over to Lou’s and bug him.” Niall stood up.
“Why not Zayn? Louis’ with Eleanor, at least Zayn is by himself.” I suggest.
“Good idea! I’ll see you two tomorrow. Bye guys!” Niall cheered leaving with the chips in hand.
Harry and I turned attention towards each other and now the situation wasn’t the same it was a bit awkward.
“I’m sorry about him.” Harry looked into my eyes.
“It’s okay, it wasn’t your fault. I didn’t even hear him come in at all.” I say.
“Shall we continue with what we were doing before?” Harry bit his lip.
“I don’t know… I’m not like half the girls you’ve ever kissed or been with.” I fidgeted with my fingers in my lap.
“That’s what I like so much about you, you’re different from what I’m used to.” Harry stated.
“But I don’t know how to kiss as well as the other girls, I haven’t done anything I’m sure they’ve done.” I continue looking down at my lap.
“It’s easy, I could show you.” Harry smiled.
“Okay.” I agree hesitantly.
Harry again moved in closer to me, cupping my face with his hands he rested his lips ontop of mine. Slowly into the kiss things became a little more heated than before, he was more experienced with these sorts of things. I went along with what Harry did and I suppose I was getting the hang of it. He kissed my bottom lip, which I guessed signaled that I open my mouth? I don’t know I only watch these things in movies. Slightly I opened my mouth and things moved further on. I had a limit though on what I allowed and what I didn’t but Harry was respectful of me and didn’t try anything funny.
It’s odd to believe that a week ago, I was a fan of One Direction, listened to their music, followed them on Twitter and read all their tweets. Now I’m in London, sitting in Harry Style’s apartment and I just kissed him. How crazy can things get?

Notes

a/n: I know there wasn’t much of a cliffhanger… I’m trying to spice things up so be patient with me please, I know I’m not the best writer! If anything I’m the worst. I’ll update tomorrow probably:) Let me know what you think of this part..

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