"Lana, don't worry about it! You guys have not been together that long, it's fine. I understand that you want to hang out with your boyfriends, both of you. Don't feel bad." I hug Brooke after apologizing again.

"You're the bestest," I say as we start walking around the mall.

"I know. Now, let's find me some new clothes. I need to look hot."

"Yeah, you've got to impress Niall," El teases. "Who is super cute, by the way."

"Isn't he!"

We laugh and Brooke gushes, clearly crushing hard. We shop for hours and Brooke buys something in almost every store we've been to. I can't believe she can even carry all the clothes she's carrying right now. We decide to go in one last store.

"Do you guys want to get dinner after this?" El asks, browsing through some tops.

"I can't, I have a dinner for my Dad's work tonight at the club," I say, realizing I haven't even looked at any dresses.

"Is Harry going with you?"

"He is."

"Well I guess we need to find you something to wear, then!" Brooke says, abandoning all the clothes she was going to try on. I laugh and shake my head.

"I have so many dresses, Brooke, I don't need another one!"

"Well, is it a formal event?"

"Kind of, yea."

"Then we are getting you something new to wear. Divide and conquer, ladies." We all spread out and start looking for dresses. Eleanor and I have similar taste, but Brooke not so much. She's a little more daring than I am. We all pick out a few things for me to try and head to the fitting rooms. I start putting things on, but they're all quickly rejected by one of us. I come to the last one on the hook and look at it. It's one of the high-low dresses that has two skirts, with a blush sequinned top. I put it on to find it also has an open back. I walk out to show Brooke and Eleanor.

"That looks amazing!" Brooke says, jumping up and examining me. I have to admit, I love this dress. I didn't plan on buying anything, though.

"Lana, you have to buy that. It's like it was made for you," El says.

"I don't know you guys, it's kind of expensive. I already have so many dresses," I counter, looking at myself in the mirror.

"I know for a fact that you have nothing like this. It looks amazing on you. That boyfriend of yours will go crazy. That whole waiting thing is not going to seem like a good idea when he sees you in this," Brooke says, sitting down and smiling at me.

"Right. About that..." I say, turning to look at them. They look confused, then realize what I'm saying.

'You guys did it!" El squeals, bouncing in her seat. Brooke claps slowly and laughs.

"It's about time. I'm actually impressed that you held out for so long. How did it happen? Wait, weren't you fighting when you left my house?"

I smile at the memory. "Harry has kept a lot from me about his past and I didn't ask him before because I knew he didn't want to talk about. After yesterday when Niall brought up the gang thing I realized how much he's kept from me and I got frustrated. Eventually he told me about everything. Then.."

"What? What happened?" El asks, clearly excited. I laugh.

"He told me he loves me." They look at each other and jump up, squealing and hugging me. They ask more questions and I gush, not realizing how excited I actually am.

"I am so happy for you, Lan. You were never this happy about anything that happened with you and Josh. Now look at you! You're beaming! That boy is just perfect for you," Brooke says, hugging me again. "And you are getting that dress. Harry is going to love it." I change back into my clothes to buy the dress. We all part ways and I head home to get ready. It's almost 5:30 when I get back to my house. I look across the street to see that Harry's Range Rover is gone. Weird.

I go inside and go up to my bedroom. I see all the clothes on the floor from last night and smile as I pick them up. I throw them in my now full hamper and decide to do some laundry. As I'm putting Harry's boxers in the washing machine, I realize they're the same ones that I slept in at his house. I smile and start the load, then go make myself a sandwich. When I'm done I put the clothes in the dryer, put more into the washing machine, and watch some TV.

I see Harry's car pull into the driveway. He gets out and I'm surprised when I see Niall exit from the passenger side. They seem to be having a good time. I hear the dryer go off and go to fold the clothes, pulling Harry's clothes out and folding them. I decide to leave the boxers in my basket, then go across he street to Harry's and knock on the door. He's laughing as he swings it open and he looks surprised to see me. He stops laughing and smirks at me, leaning against the doorframe.

"You realize you don't have to knock," he says simply.

"I'm not just walking into your house. That's weird," I say, then hold out his clothes to him. "I washed these for you."

He takes them and kisses my cheek. "You didn't have to do that."

I shrug. "I was doing laundry anyway. What did you do today?"

"Niall and I went golfing." I raise an eyebrow at him. "What?"

"You golf?"

He chuckles and wraps his arms around my waist. "I do. There's lots you don't know about me, love."

"Apparently. Did you have fun?"

"I did. Not as much fun as I had last night," he says, leaning closer to my face. I feel my face get hot and I look away from his face, down at his chest. "Oh, and this morning." I smack his chest lightly and he chuckles, kissing the top of my head. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about, babe."

He pulls back and lifts my face to his own, kissing me softly. I smile and back away. He looks down at the clothes in his hand and back to me. "This is the only reason you came?" he asks as I step off the porch.

"Yep. Say hi to Niall for me. I'll see you tonight."

"Wait!" he calls. I turn around to see he has his shirt in one hand, pants in the other. He looks at me and smiles. "I seem to recall having boxers on last night."

I laugh and turn around to walk across the street. "I've decided to keep them," I yell. I hear him laugh and he calls out a goodbye before going back into his house. I do the same and head up to my bedroom to start getting ready. I decide to curl my hair loosely to keep the length. I proceed to do my makeup, keeping it relatively simple. I go back out and pick up my phone to check the time. It's 7:15 and I have a message from Harry.

H: What time should I come over?

L: I'm almost ready. You can come whenever :)

I put my phone back down and get the dress out of my closet and lay it down on my bed. I go back in to find shoes when I hear my front door open and close. I go out of my closet to find Harry opening to door and entering my room.

"That was fast," I say, walking towards him. I wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his mouth. I pull back after a few minutes. He smiles at me.

"Hello to you too," he says seductively. I laugh and pull away from his grip, going back into my closet to continue looking for shoes. He follows me and wraps his arms around my neck, resting his chin on the top of my head. "What are you doing?"

"Trying to pick out some shoes."

He laughs. I'm sure he's amused by the sheer volume. I have an entire section of the wall devoted to shoe storage. All of the black ones are together, so I stare at them, visualizing each one with my dress.

"I like these," he says, pointing to a strappy black pair of heels.

"You haven't even seen the dress, Harry."

I feel him shrug behind me. I smile and pick them up. He unwraps his arms and I walk back into the bedroom, throwing the shoes on the bed. I pick up the dress and tell Harry to wait while I go into my closet to put it on. He sits on the bed. "I thought we could change in front of each other now," he says jokingly. I roll my eyes and shut the closet door. I slip the dress on and walk back out. He looks up and I blush when his bottom jaw drops.

"Is it okay?" I ask, self conscious. He composes his expression and stands, walking up to me. I watch his face as he looks me up and down. He takes my hand in his and lifts them up, spinning me slowly.

"I must say, I do quite enjoy the back." I remember that there's an opening in the middle of my back. "You look amazing, love."

"Thank you." He kisses me suddenly. I wrap my arms around his neck as his hands run down my back and over my butt. I pull back before either of us get too excited. He ignores the attempt and moves his lips down to my neck.

"Harry," I breathe, losing my resolve. It takes all of my strength to push him back. He smirks down at me.

"Is there a problem?"

"I need to finish getting ready. Apparently so do you," I say, realizing he's still in the clothes he was wearing earlier. "Plus, you're messing up my hair."

He laughs and sits down on the bed. "When you're ready we can go over to my house and I'll get dressed."

I go back into the bathroom and touch up my hair and makeup, then spray some hairspray. I put on some perfume and decide I'm pleased with my appearance. I sit on the bed beside Harry and put my heels on, then check myself once more in the mirror.

"Okay, I'm ready. My jacket is downstairs." He takes my hand and leads me down the stairs and across the street to his house. We go inside and up to his room so he can change. I tell him about my day as he gets dressed. When he's ready I check my phone to see that it is now 7:40.

"Shit, we need to go," I say, standing up.

"Alright, I'm ready. I'll drive."

When we arrive the club I can see my dad standing in the foyer waiting for us. He looks nervous. We walk in and he looks relieved.

"There you are! I was getting worried." I smile. I had grown to think my dad didn't care about me anymore. It was nice to know that he did. "You look beautiful, Lan. Hi, Harry."

"Let's go inside," I say, taking Harry's hand and following my dad to our table.

Notes

i feel like nothing happened in this chapter...anyway i hope it's okay:S

let me know what you think :)

xx