You're Cute Come Kiss Me ~ H.S. Fanfiction

Nia's POV

After Harry and I played in the water, we got dressed for an apparently 'swanky' restaurant.

I changed into a black skater skirt, a white and blue striped crop top and short, lace up booties. I touched up my make-up and brushed out my semi-wet hair. I stepped out as Harry waited for me on the table since he was done getting ready.

He stared at me for awhile as I walked closer and closer to the table, making me blush though I tried not to show it.

"Nice outfit, Harry," I said, breaking the silence. "Um, thanks," Harry replied, snapping quickly back to reality. "Let's go," he said, trying to choke back the last minute, making me laugh.

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I got only my phone from my bag as Harry pulled up in the restaurant. He parked my car and we got out.

It looked very luxurious with marbled floors and windows all around. I walked inside, observing my surroundings, following after Harry.

He turned a bit, heading to the restaurant. He winked and whistled at a waiter next to the door and the waiter perked up and ran into the restaurant.

"What was that about," I whispered. "It's a secret, princess," he smirked.

He opened the door to the restaurant and leading me to the kitchen. "Harry, what are we doing here," I pestered. "Just wait," he replied.

We went up a spiral staircase at the end of the kitchen. Upstairs, was a rooftop table in the center, and the waiter Harry whistled to was pouring wine into our glasses.

"Wow," I said slowly. "You like it," Harry asked, biting his lips. I nodded, walking slowly to the table. He pulled my chair for me and I sat down as he sat across from me.

"This is beautiful, Harry," I smiled, looking around with a smile on my face. "It's not as beautiful as you," Harry mumbled, causing me to look at him with surprise. "Thanks," I blushed. "Oh, no. You weren't suppose to hear that," Harry blushed.

"It's alright," I said, taking a sip of wine. "Sir, would your date like more," the waiter asked. "Um, no thanks and I'm not his date," I said, almost chocking on the wine. "Are you sure, ma'am? Mr. Styles here told us to arrange this for a da-," the waiter started but Harry cut him off. "She's not my date," he said sternly and the waiter backed off.

"Date? What was he talking about," I asked. "When I planned this, I didn't know you were with Austin. So I set this up as a date but I didn't want to waste the opportunity so I kept it," Harry explained.

"Oh," was all I managed to say before more waiters served our food.

Notes

Good night everyone!!! Goodnight and ILYG!! <3