After finishing off work, I returned home to find different outfits picked out and laid on my bed. Rachael was digging into the closet trying to find shoes for me.

"Seriously Bricklyn? No high heels?" She asked as soon as I entered into the room.

"They make me feel awkward and weird. I don't like them." It was true, even though I was only 5'5 (not very tall) I didn't think high heels were necessary.

"Bricklyn! High heels are what get's you laid, no wonder why you are still a virgin." Her remark stung.

"Excuse me? I have had plenty of oppurtunities to lose it, I just don't want to!"

"Okay whatever. You're going to a pub so you don't need to get all fancy but still you want to make a impression." Rachael dragged me over to the bed and showed me the outfits. "Now just pick one and than get all freshed up for your little date." With that she darted out of the room to let me get dressed.

I looked at the selections and picked a simple choice. I didn't have to do much except brush my hair out and brush my teeth and than I was good to go. I looked up directions to the pub Harry had recommended. Rachael insisted she had to make sure I arrived at my destination instead of blowing the guy off, so she came along. We found our way but before I can go into the pub, Rachael spins me around and tries to fix me up. After slapping her hands away and bickering at her to leave she finally did hug me and was on her way back to the flat. I took a deep breathe and walked in.

I glanced around to see where he was but couldn't find him. Some one put a firm hand on arm and I was about to fuss when I looked up to see Harry.

"Right this way." He said guiding me to a table. "You look lovely tonight by the way."

"Thank you, um, you do too."

"Can I order you a drink? Some food?" he asked.

"Just water please." He smirked at my response.

"So I am guessing you weren't a rebel back in America and drank, and that you probaby haven't had a single drop of alcohol since stepping into London?"

"No, I just don't think drinking alcohol is necessary."

"Alright that's fine, I will go get you water." He flashed a tight smile and then left.

I felt really uncomfortable and sat there staring at my feet. After realizing I must look dumb, I looked up and checked the place out. I was scanning around the room when I found Harry standing by a woman talking to her. He leaned in and whispered something in her ear making her giggle and than she pulled out her phone and took a picture with Harry. He hugged her and than turned to grab our drinks. Smiling as he strolled over.

"One water for the lovely lady, and a nice cold beer for me." He said as he placed the water in front of me.

"Thank you. So you come here often?"

"Not much, it's just a quite place to come to."

"That's nice."

"So tell me, since you have been in London, what have you been upto?" He asked.

"I have only been in London for around two weeks. I haven't done much except see a few nearby places and go to work."

"Well that sounds like no fun, London is great. I might need to take you out one night on the town."

"Maybe."

We sat there talking a bit more and then I excused myself to go to the toilets. I only was leaving to text Rachael and tell her that everything was fine after getting 15 text messages since she left. I walked out to find a blonde chick sitting wher I had sat smiling and giggling with Harry. Her hand on his knee and she was twisting her hair with the other. I wandered over and stood at the table and made a little cough sound to get both their attentions. The woman looked up and gave a distasteful look as Harry just smiled.

"Well I guess I will leave you two." Said the lady as she gave a snarl and walked away.

"Sorry about that, she just walked over." Harry said a little embarrassed.

"Oh no problem." But it was a problem, that was the second chick that was trying to get Harry's attention.

We talked a little bit more after Harry went to get me a water and him a beer again. After finishing his beer he asked if I wanted to head back to his place. I heard the stories, and I wasn't stupid. I kindly declined and said it was getting late and I had work in the morning. He had asked for my number before I left and I gave it to him. He smiled and said he text me some time. He walked me out of the pub and hugged and kissed my cheek and told me goodnight before we seperated and walked down the opposite side of the street.

As soon as I stepped into the room, Rachael pounced on me. I had to tell her how the night went if I ever wanted to go to bed. She got pissed about the chicks interrupting our date but was happy that he had my phone number. She asked if I was interested in him and I just shrugged. But truth is I didn't really want to go out on another date with him, it was bad enough to see girls hanging off him, but to actually go out where it was crowded with him would be maddening. And don't get me started on him already asking me to his place on the first date.