Chapter 11

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Chapter 11 Jesse!!! :D

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Jesse's POV

We walked into Harry and Louis' flat.

"JESSE!" Louis attacked me into a hug as soon as Harry and I walked in.

"Guess we should join that." Niall said, hopping on my back.

"Oh my god! You're heavy!" I laughed, falling on the couch.

"Alright!" I heard Zayn yell, then another body weight completely on top of me.

"Is this a group pile? I'm so in!" Liam said, jumping on everyone.

"Well...this was a different reaction to walking in the flat." Harry chuckle, he wasn't included, he stood at the doorway, shutting it.

 "Harry! Help meee!" I yelled out for him, still being squished by the four boys laying on top of me.

"Oh, Jesse's under here?" Liam started laughing.

"You just...wait Liam!" I shouted, warning him.

"I will wait! It's not like you're getting up anytime soon!" He fired back, with a chuckle, making me laugh.

"Oh shut up! Harry!!!!" I whined, trying to move.

"I'm coming...after I eat something." Harry said, walking away.

"Harry!" 

"Lalalala." Harry shouted, making random noises.

 "Okay lads, I think we've done our work here." Louis said, pushing the boys off of him, then getting up.

The others walked away.

There's a dent in the couch from how we were all piled up, geez.

What time is it anyways? I grabbed my cell phone, wow, already four in the afternoon.

"Harry! I have a question for you!" I yelled, still sitting on the couch.

"Yes?" Harry walked back in, with a sandwich, plopping down next to me.

"When are we going on this date, I need to know when I'm going to get ready." I told him.

"Oh....hmmm..." He started smirking, pretending to stroke a beard.

I sighed, shaking my head, so childish.

"Just kidding, six, maybe 6:30." He shrugged, taking a bite of his food...well, I've never seen anyone eat like that. He sticks his tongue out first, then puts it in his mouth...

 "Well, am I supposed to be all fancied up or no?" I have to know what to wear.

"I'd say semi-formal." Harry added, smiling.

"Well, I'm going back to get ready." I told him, getting up from the couch.

"Nooo, it's two or two and half hours ahead, you have time!" He urged, blocking me so quick.

"Girls like to take a long time to get ready, especially if it's a date." I informed him, trying to go around him, but he glided in my way.

"Staaaay." He pouted, but still taking bites of his food.

"No." I told him, smiling as I walked past him, and out of the door.

 I headed into my car, starting to go my way.

Okay. So what could I wear when I get back to the house?

Wait! Everything is packed! I need to  shop!!!

I turned on another road, heading onto the mall.

Maybe a dress? Yes? No? 

Semi-Formal...what is he planning for us to do??

I walked around Jack Wills, I love this story, it's my favourite, I wonder if the boys shop in here.

It is expensive and all, but I can still afford it every now and then.

Hmmm...

 Oooh. I pulled out different skirts, they're so lovely.

I like this light blue one, maybe I should try it on first. I grabbed a few different colors of the same skirt, maybe a different color would look better on me.

I tried on one randomly, it was the pink, I twirled in the full length mirror, ehh, I'm not really a pink person.

I went through a lot of different colored skirts, two employees asked me if I was alright, I finally came out with the black one, it was CUTE. It was long in the back, short a little in the front, flowly-like. (A/N: PICTURE ON THE SIDE, EVEN SENT BY JESSE!)

Okay, so what's my shirt going to be? Lalala...I walked around, looking through them.

OMG! I ran over to these shirts that can be tucked in from the skirt, it was white, strapless, beautiful top. I'm in love with it...nuff said!

I hurried to the cashier who looked quite scared, but calmed down as I placed the clothes on the counter.

"Thank you, have a nice day, pretty lady." The employee said, giving me a wink as I left the store.

How incredibly creepy.

Do I have good shoes? Yes! I have nice heels, expect, it's not like thin heels, more thick, and easy to walk around in.

I ran back to my car, but two girls stopped me, with smiles all over their face.

"Hi!" One of them squealed.

"Hey." I smiled back, catching up with my breath.

"I can't believe you're the new drummer...I'm standing in front of...One Direction's new drummer!" The other one started crying, but smiled at the same time.

"Aw! Don't cry." I told her, pulling her into a hug, even though her tears were soaking my shirt.

"I...wanna meet One Direction...one day!" The girl cried more into me, holding me in a tight hug.

"Don't give up." I reassured her, pulling out of the hug.

"Can I have a hug?" The first girl asked me, hesitating with her arms.

"Of course, I'm not even famous." I laughed, hugging her.

"Yes you are." They laughed, smiling.

"Aw, well I really need to go, have a nice day girls." I waved.

"You too!" They both said, waving like crazy.

I hurried into my car, almost five, ughh, i have to shower.

Once I got back to my house, I jumped in the shower, washing, and trying my best to be on time.

Shoot.

I don't even know if he's going to pick me up or if I have to meet him some where.

Okay.

Calm down, Jesse, this is a date, nothing more.

We're not even really dating.

I got out, wiping any of that runny make-up that didn't come out in the shower. That's what I hate about make-up, how it doesn't come off right all the time andddd that it'll mess up in the middle of the day.

I brushed my hair out, putting on a robe as I replaced my old make-up with new make-up.

I took a glance at the time, 5:22, gahh.

I grabbed my hair dryer, hurrying with my soaked hair.

It took me 15 minutes to do that.

I rushed into my bedroom, rummaging to get to the Jack Wills bags. Aha, found you!

Scissors...scissors. Okay.

I cut the tags off and ripped off the sticks that were on the outfit.

I tugged on the shirt first, it fit PERFECTLY, ahh I love it.

Then I slipped into the beautiful skirt, soooo pretty!

Shoes.

Gotta find them shoes now.

I looked around in my closet...

Forgot... I cleaned it out.

I'm dumb.

Ughh. I sighed, walking back into the bathroom.

Crimper, yes! I turned it on, letting it heat up as I brushed out my hair again, leaving no tangles.

I could hear my phone ringing in the living room. I ran over to it, Harry popped up on the screen, and I answered it.

"Hey." I said, little out of breath from rushing.

"Hey, the place is all set up, so...are you ready?" Harry asked.

"No, it's not even six yet." I told him.

"Well it's almost six," he chuckled, "but I'm on my way, be ready, lovely." 

Then he hung up, leaving a smile on my face.

But...I need to remember, tour is important right now, not a relationship at the moment, I need this job.

I started crimping my hair, hurrying.

Shoot.

I still need to find my shoes.

After I crimped my hair, I heard someone knocking on the door.

Ugh!

I sprayed my hair with hair spray, then power walked to the door, looking through my peep hole.

Harry looked all cute, his perfect curly hair- wait, open the door stupid!

I breathed, then opened the door like a normal person...or a regular way, however you want to say people opening the door.

"You look stunning." He looked at me up and down.

"Except...I'm not finished." I told him, walking back to my bedroom.

"What? What do you mean you're not finished?" Harry asked, following me into the bedroom.

"I just need to find my shoes." I told him, slowly opening up different suit cases until I found the one with all of my shoes.

"Well, I don't think you'll really need them anyways." Harry shrugged, grabbing my hand.

"Are you kidding me?" I asked him as he was dragging me out of my flat.

"Nope." He said, popping the 'p.'

"Harry! I need shoes, there's mud down there, hard to miss or to jump over!!" I told him, trying to go back to my flat.

"No, no, I'll carry you." He told me, picking me up bridal style.

"Harry! I'm heavy!" I laughed, holding onto him tight as he walked down the stairs.

"You're as light as a feather m'lady." Harry smiled, setting me down in the passenger seat.

"Thank you." I told him, buckling up.

"So...now do you want to tell me where we're going?" I put on a smile like a little kid, then grabbed his arm.

"No, it's a surprise!" He smiled back, starting up the car.

"I. Don't. Want. It. To. Be. A. Surprise." I pretened to cry.

"It's okay, let Mr. Styles show you a good time." Harry rubbed my back while driving.

I slowly looked up at him from my hands, glaring at him.

"Kidding, kidding, but hopefully you'll have a nice time with me tonight." He smiled, laughing too.

"Well...it would be even better if I knew where we're going...especially since it's bugging me why I didn't need any shoes..." I put my finger up to my chin, tapping it.

"We're almost there, actually..." Harry trailed off, parking on the side of the road.

"What? What are we doing?" I asked him as he got out of his car.

I fiddled around with my seat belt.

He opened my door.

"Is it stuck?" He laughed, trying to help me out.

"I don't want to be trapped!" I complained, trying to get it unlocked.

"Got it!" Harry laughed, taking my hand, and helping me out.

I was walking bare-foot on the sidewalk, along with him.

"Kay, where this." He said, handing me a blind fold.

I grabbed it, looking between him and it, before pouting.

"I got it." He said, tying it around my eyes and head.

I can't see.

"I don't like this." I whined.

"Shh, I've got you." Harry said, holding both of my arms, gently guiding me around.

"I feel like I'm blind." I giggled, feeling like he's about to trip me for fun.

"Then I'm one of those dogs who helps you around...for a date." He chuckled, I bet he was smirking.

"I can only smell the cheese, where's the macaroni?" I joked, him being all cheesy, and what not.

"Hey! I can be cheesy, you like it." He poked my sides, making me laugh.

"Harry! I can't see! Don't do that!" I warned him, holding my arms out because he wasn't holding onto me anymore.

I didn't hear him.

"Harry!" I shouted, feeling scared.

"Gotcha." He whispered in my ear, making me jump.

"Don't do that! I get scared." I pouted, holding onto him.

"It's okay, we're here." He said, untying my blind fold, letting it drop in his hands.

I opened my eyes, seeing different colored lights hanging on trees, a blanket layed out, and the stars all over the sky.

The water looked so beautiful, it was a lake, one freaking gorgeous lake.

When did he take the time to do this?!

"You like." His hot breath hit my ear, making me shiver a little.

I was speechless, all I could do was nod.

Harry let out a chuckle, lacing our hand together as he led us to the blanket.

"This...is beautiful." I finally said, sitting down on the soft blanket.

"Not like you though." He commented, smiling at me, staring into my eyes.

I felt a blush, but I looked back up at the decorated tree, covered in sooo many lights, pretty lights.

"Instead of bringing a picnic basket with food. I have two milkshakes, hope you don't mind wasting dinner with sweets. These are filling." He told me, holding out two vanilla milkshakes.

I smiled, taking one, this is delicious.

"Thank you...for all of this, no one has ever done this for me, and this isn't like any date, this is an uncommon one, and I like it that way." I told him, drinking a few sips.

I started to hear some music playing, I couldn't tell where it was coming from.

"Where is that coming from?" I asked, looking around.

"Speakers around here that I hooked up, it's an automatic timer stereo. Care to dance, m'lady?" He asks, standing up, and setting his milkshake down.

I bit my lip, I was smiling too, but I took his hand that he held out, leading us into an opened field. I may not be a good dancer, but slow dancing is something that I can do.

I put my arms around his neck as he put his arms around my waist, we swayed to the music.

"I've never done this for a girl, but I'm glad I did." He whispered to me, grinning from ear to ear.

For once in my life, I actually feel special by someone, I've been on dates before, but never like this. This is the kind of dates I've always wanted, dreamed about even.

I don't like those common movie dates, or going out to eat dates, and even strolling in the park dates.

But I have to remember about the tour, tour, tour, but I guess we can still kiss, we've been doing that today.

He leaned in, pressing his lips to mine. It was a soft, passionate kiss, and I am totally shocked that Harry can be so romantic.

"My mum calls me a romantic." Harry said, pulling away, smiling at me.

"Guess she's right." I smiled back.

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