Alex's POV


Standing here wrapped in Harry's arms is indescribable. Overwhelmed with the scent that is Harry relaxes my body and eases my mind. I feel my heart match the even thumping of his as we stand here entwined. I'm not sure how long we stood there in each other's embrace, but soon my growling stomach interrupted us.

Harry spoke just after my stomach settled. "Will you go on a date with me?"

I turned my body in his arms so that I could see his face. "A date?"

"Yeah, I feel like we've grown too comfortable with each other, and I'd like to take you out on a date. We've only had one proper date." He pointed out.

I thought for a moment. Our only proper date that he asked me on was the first day I had met him. He asked me out to dinner and even though my feelings for him have scared me to death, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't thank the heavens that I said yes because despite all of the drama there isn't another soul in this world that I'd rather be doing this with. I felt a smile creep across my face before answering him. "I'd love to."

His smile matched mine before we retreated upstairs to get ready for our date.

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"Were are we going?" I asked once we were settled in a rental car that had been dropped off earlier that morning.

"It's a surprise."

I groaned. "I hate surprises."

"Well this one is worth it, but before we get there we have to make a stop."

I bugged Harry with questions about where we were going but he wouldn't answer any of them, instead he would dodge it or completely redirect the question to something else before I could even catch what was going on.

"How are you so good at dodging questions without me noticing?"

He smirked. "Media training."

I rolled my eyes at him as he flicked his right blinker on. We pulled into a small shopping center and parked right in front of a donut shop."Donuts? That's the surprise?"

"I told you that we had to make a stop first. It's going to take some time to get where we are going."


"Oh." I grumbled. I really do hate surprises, and I can tell that Harry is getting a kick out of my moping.


After we had our dozen donuts and juices, apple for Harry and cranberry for myself, we were off to god knows where.

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We were an hour into our trip and listening to Harry's iPhone on shuffle when 99 problems came on.


"You like 50 cent?" I asked, a little shocked.


"Yeah." He cocked his head to the side. "Why?"


I smirked to myself. "Nothing, it's just weird."


"Why is that weird."


"Because I've heard the other music you listen to, like Haim and the 1975, 50 cent isn't exactly like those two."

"What can I say? I have an eclectic taste in music." He shrugged.

I could help but bust out in laughter.

"What's so funny?" He asked will raising an eyebrow.

I had to wait till my laughter was under control before speaking. "Nothing, you're just cute." I smiled.

"Do you like 50 cent?"

"Yes, and Ja Rule, and Snoop Dogg, and 2Pac, Biggie, I love them all."

"It's not Snoop Dogg anymore, it's Snoop Lion." He said matter-of-factly. "And you call yourself a fan." He sarcastically scoffed.

I rolled my eyes at him once more. "He'll always be Snoop Dogg to me." I said, crossing my arms over my chest in mock annoyance.

"What?" I questioned when I noticed Harry looking at me weird.

"Nothing, you're cute." He winked after using the words on me that I had just used on him a few moments ago.

I chuckled before Harry put his hand on my thigh, I unfolded my arms and placed one of my hands on top of his.

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Another twenty minutes of small talk and teasing and we pulled into the parking lot of Hotel Bel-Air. We pulled up to the front where a valet met us, they opened my door and helped me out. Harry came around the car to meet me.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"I hear that they have one of the best spas in LA." He told me.

As inviting and relaxing as a spa day sounded I didn't like the idea of Harry spending that kind of money on me, especially since he had just given me a white gold and diamond necklace just this morning.

"Harry.." I whined.

"I know what you're going to say, Alex. And don't worry about it okay?" He said, while taking my hand and leading me into the hotel.. Once inside we were led a private room with two massage tables in it. When the employee, that brought us to the room left, Harry pulled me into a hug.

"We've both been so stressed lately that I think a couples massage is just the thing we need." He whispered before kissing my forehead.

We undressed and made ourselves comfortable on the massage tables while we waited for the masseurs joined us. The ambiance of the room was spectacular. The room was calm, with light music playing in the background and it smelled of fresh linen. The masseuse's hands moved fluidly over my skin. Her fingers worked at all of the knots that plagued my shoulders, making me feel truly relaxed for the first time in months. I must have drifted off because I was awoken to the hushed tone of Harry's voice.


"Alex, babe, it's time to go." He spoke softly while gently shaking my shoulder.

My eyes fluttered open and took in the scene around me. The massage therapists had already left and it was only Harry and I left in the room. I shut my eyes tight and stretched, my body felt loose and languid, a moan escaped my mouth which caused Harry to chuckle.

"Feels good, huh?"

"Phenomenal." I smiled. "How long was I asleep?"

"Maybe a half hour give or take, our messages were only an hour long."

"Oh." I said sitting up and gripping the sheet around my bare chest.

Harry waited for me to dress and then we were on our way out of the private suite.

"That really was amazing, thank you." I praised while we waited for the elevator.

"I'm glad you liked it." He said with a smile, looking down at me.

I wrapped my hand around his arm and leaned into him while closing my eyes, I had a sheepish grin plastered to mu face. "Loved."

Harry chuckled at my response. I pulled away from him slightly and stood on my tip toes to kiss him, his lips met mine, but all too quickly we had to pull away thanks to the ding of the elevator. Once in the elevator I took Harry's arm in my hand again and leaned into him.
"What are we doing now?" I asked when the elevator came to a stop. The doors opened to reveal a mass amount of people shouting Harry's name.

"Shit." He mumbled.

I've been with Harry around paparazzi and hordes of fans, but it didn't get easier. Harry pulled me closer to him as a security guard from the hotel approached us. He tried his hardest to get us through the mob as quickly as a possible, but Harry, being the nice guy that he is, stopped and took pictures with a few lucky fans, but he didm't let go of me once. When we finally got outside our rental car, an Audi 7 and a far cry from Harry's typical Range Rover, was waiting for us. He opened my door and made sure that I was safety in before moving around to the other side of the car to get in.

"To answer your uestion, we're going back to your mom's." He smirked while placing his hand on my thigh. I could already see the lust behind his eyes as he spoke the words.

Notes

SORRY!! I'm so sorry it took so long, I wanted to update earlier, but honestly (and sorry if this makes me sound crazy) but I was kinda mad at Harry and I didn't want to update. I'm so mad that he was hanging out with Kendall again, and I just didn't want to update while I was mad at him. I know that irrational and stuff, but I don't care, LOL.

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RANDOM FACT!

I live in the north east and it snowed a lot last night, so much that I couldn't even get out of my driveway this morning, so I got to have the day off of work today. And I already had the day scheduled off tomorrow, so I get two days off back to back, which means, I'll be updating tomorrow too! :)

Oh, and I really don't like the snow, like it's pretty and everything, but it just messes everything up :/