The Only One for Me
Disaster
Harry's POV
I couldn't believe it. There I was on the date, looking her in the eye, trying to say something. I couldn't. She was so beautiful, nothing I could say seemed good enough. As she talked, I realized just how smart, funny, charming, and really just perfect she was. And I felt so... inadequate. Like I could never be good enough for her. Like I didn't deserve a girl as amazing as she was. Well, is.
"Harry, is there something wrong?" she asked.
Shit! I thought, I had zoned out thinking about her flawlessness and she had noticed!
"Oh no, Everything's fine." I said, "I was just so taken by your charm." I winced as the words came out of my mouth. Did I really just say that?! I thought, She probably thinks I'm a total freak. Or worse, an idiot who has no interest in what she's saying, who just likes the way she looks. She totally thinks I'm an asshole! This cannot be happening!
Aly's POV
I blushed, he totally thought I was boring, and everything I said he had ignored!
Why does conversation have to be sooo hard? We get along great when we're just watching movies, eating chips, or kissing! That was it! I shouldn't have kissed him before the first date! He probably thinks I'm a slut who will get with anything on the planet. This is not going as planned. Though he did say I was charming... that's a good thing! Unless he was lying, of course...
Finally the waiter came- or should I say, waitress. She was particularly pretty, with that kind of dumb look that guys seem to love, and I really hate. I noticed Harry staring at her fixedly. That was it.
"Ahem!" I cleared my throat, making the two of them jump and snap their eyes away from each other and back to where they should be. "I'll have the chicken caesar salad, please. "
"And I'll have the steak tacos, please." He said, sheepishly, avoiding eye contact with both the waitress and me.
I can't believe I just did that! I thought, I was just rude to Harry Freaking Styles, for God's sake! Why would I do that! I mean, it's not his fault he's attracted to her. She's much prettier than me, much more of a girly-girl. Guys must love her!
But as the waitress walked away, I began to feel sorry. It wasn't her fault, after all. And how do I know Harry was flirting with her? They could be old friends!
Why do I have to be such a controlling bitch sometimes? It is ruining my relationship! Why? This is such a disaster!
I couldn't believe it. There I was on the date, looking her in the eye, trying to say something. I couldn't. She was so beautiful, nothing I could say seemed good enough. As she talked, I realized just how smart, funny, charming, and really just perfect she was. And I felt so... inadequate. Like I could never be good enough for her. Like I didn't deserve a girl as amazing as she was. Well, is.
"Harry, is there something wrong?" she asked.
Shit! I thought, I had zoned out thinking about her flawlessness and she had noticed!
"Oh no, Everything's fine." I said, "I was just so taken by your charm." I winced as the words came out of my mouth. Did I really just say that?! I thought, She probably thinks I'm a total freak. Or worse, an idiot who has no interest in what she's saying, who just likes the way she looks. She totally thinks I'm an asshole! This cannot be happening!
Aly's POV
I blushed, he totally thought I was boring, and everything I said he had ignored!
Why does conversation have to be sooo hard? We get along great when we're just watching movies, eating chips, or kissing! That was it! I shouldn't have kissed him before the first date! He probably thinks I'm a slut who will get with anything on the planet. This is not going as planned. Though he did say I was charming... that's a good thing! Unless he was lying, of course...
Finally the waiter came- or should I say, waitress. She was particularly pretty, with that kind of dumb look that guys seem to love, and I really hate. I noticed Harry staring at her fixedly. That was it.
"Ahem!" I cleared my throat, making the two of them jump and snap their eyes away from each other and back to where they should be. "I'll have the chicken caesar salad, please. "
"And I'll have the steak tacos, please." He said, sheepishly, avoiding eye contact with both the waitress and me.
I can't believe I just did that! I thought, I was just rude to Harry Freaking Styles, for God's sake! Why would I do that! I mean, it's not his fault he's attracted to her. She's much prettier than me, much more of a girly-girl. Guys must love her!
But as the waitress walked away, I began to feel sorry. It wasn't her fault, after all. And how do I know Harry was flirting with her? They could be old friends!
Why do I have to be such a controlling bitch sometimes? It is ruining my relationship! Why? This is such a disaster!
Notes
Hey guys, sorry it took so much time to update, I was having a serious case of writer's block/being to lazy to actually do something that involves my mind. Summer reading should be interesting! I really hope you like it, it took a lot of thought, and I worked pretty hard. I accept any spam, but I won't take it to heart! Goodnight everybody!Rereading this, I realize it's a little short- sorry guys! More romance in the next one. Plus, I really dislike making Harry such a flirty cheater, but I needed some turbulence!
11/2/13