“Hey Kimmy, can you come over?”
-
“So, you and that Harry guy are having a date?”
“Not a date just two friends hanging out at my house” I correct her slipping on my thigh high grey socks.
“Uh huh, sure so why am I here?”
“Well, my foot is still a little sore and I said we’d have lunch but I have nothing in the fridge. Could you possibly go to the store and get me some things? Please?”
Kimberly crosses her arms looking at me.
“Fine but only because it’s your first date with the English”
“It’s not a date” I limp over to my nightstand and grab the little bit of money I have.
“Here, by some fruit or something”
Kimberly takes my poor excuse for cash and looks at me
“This is all you have? What the fuck am I suppose to buy with $15.40?”
“I don’t know!”
“Via, I thought you had a job”
“I do. I don’t get paid until Friday”
She looks at me and shakes her head.
“I’ll see what I can do” she says walking down the stairs to the front door.
“Thanks Kim you’re the best!” I yell after her
“I know” she yells back.
I turn towards my mirror and run my fingers through my hair multiple times before I decided to just leave it alone. I slip on my usual bracelets and ring. Nothing fancy; besides we’re just going to be in the house anyway.
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Harry’ POV
“Louis, Eleanor’s here!”
I step to the side and let my roommate’s girlfriend in, who is also like my sister.
“He’ll be down in a minute” I tell her.
She nods and proceeds to walk further into her second home.
“So, Louis tells me you have a date today?”
I whirl around to look at her. Eleanor sits on the couching smirking, her tattooed leg crossed over the pure one.
“What? No. We’re just two friends having lunch”
“Uh huh, is she cute?”
I narrow my eyes at her.
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Answer the question Harold!”
I wince at her loud voice.
“Yes…” I say hesitantly.
“Is she single?”
“I suppose…”
“Do you like her?”
“I wouldn’t be hanging out with her if I didn’t like her El”
“Then it’s a date” she confirms sitting back on the leather couch.
“It’s not a date!”
“Whatever you say curly”
“Is he still denying his obvious attraction towards her?” Louis asks walking out of his room. I glare at the couple.
“Guys, for the last time it is not a date. Can’t a guy and a girl hang out without there being anything sexual about it?”
“No” Eleanor quickly says
“Of course they can” Louis replies
“Just not you two”
I groan and slam the door on my way out. I swear those two are the same person
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Via’s POV
“Okay so I got some things, not much considering you only gave me $15.40” she says glaring at me.
I roll my eyes and unload the grocery bag.
“Anyway, I gotta get back to the store. Have fun on your date” She winks
I don’t even answer her because it’s no use.
I unload the content of the groceries on my island and take a look at some of my ingredients.
Kimmy managed to buy some taco bread, a tomato and a container of strawberries.
“I guess this will have to work”
I look around in my pantry to find I have some taco beans and sauce hidden away for a rainy day.
I guess we’ll be having burritos.
-
I’m just about to fix my living room when there’s a knock at the door.
Oh no, is that Harry? I’m not ready!
“Uh who is it?”
“Harry”
Shit, it is him.
“I’ll be there in just a second”
The next few minutes are like I’m speed racer. I throw all my clothes, and other messy items, into the closet and whatever can’t fit there I throw it behind the couch. I’ll just clean later.
I limp slowly to the door and readjust my tank top then flip my hair a couple of times.
“Hey, sorry I uh was watering my plant…”
Really?
He nods and walks in.
Harry looks around as if inspecting my place then turns to me grinning
“You cleaned” he says sort of proudly.
Gee, he must be a major neat freak. If only he knew what I really did.
“Uh yeah, totally, can’t have a mess with guest coming over” I say
He smiles then looks down at my leg.
“Is your foot feeling better?”
“It’s not as bad I can walk now”
“Let me see”
Harry and I walk over my plush pillows and sit on the floor. I lay my sore leg on his lap and he slowly glides my sock off, then he peels the plastic back to give my foot some air.
I take this time to look at Harry; he’s decided to free his hair of the usual hats I see him in and is in some plain blue jeans and a white shirt, which clings nicely to his muscular form, feet clad in white converse.
His upper lip is pierced giving him a slight edge.
“Doesn’t look to bad” he says of the conditions of my tattoo
“That’s good. I’d like it to be better for work”
“It should be”
I gently remove my foot and lay it in front of me. Harry gets comfortable sitting opposite of me.
“Let’s play a game” I smile
He raises his eyebrows, “what kind of game?”
“20 questions”
He groans rolling his head back
“No”
“Why not?” I ask disappointed. How else am I suppose to find out things about you without becoming a stalker?
You could always check Facebook.
True…
“Because, I don’t like that game”
“We were practically playing it yesterday! You kept asking me questions. Now I wanna ask you some”
“Why?” he asks looking at me.
I almost lose my voice. His eyes can become very intense when he wants them to be.
“Because, friends share”
He thinks about it and sighs, giving in. I try to control my excitement by bouncing my ‘good’ leg.
“Fine but I go first” he says sternly
I giggle and motion for him to continue.
“Where were you born?”
“In San Francisco”
“What brought you to LA?”
“Work” I say shrugging. He nods.
“My turn, how old are you?”
“21” He answers.
Hmm interesting.
“What about you?”
“I’m 19”
He nods, “Interesting”
My words exactly.
“Why did you move to America?”
“I always wondered what the states were like”
“And you liked it so much you stayed?” I ask finishing for him.
He smiles, “yeah, something like that”
“What’s your favorite color?”
“Nu huh, it’s my turn” he says
I bite my lip and nod for him to continue.
“What’s your favorite colour?”
“You stole my question!”
“No”
“Yes”
“How do you know I wasn’t going to ask that from the beginning?”
“I just do”
“Just answer the question, Via”
I stick my tongue out at Harry, who in return smiles.
“Rainbow”
“Rainbow is a multitude of colour; I asked what your favorite is”
“Well excuse me Mr. Technical, but I don’t believe it is fair to rule out just one color. It’ll hurt the other color’s feelings”
He looks at me strangely eyebrows raised.
“Seriously?”
“Yes. My turn, what’s your favorite color?”
“Green”
“Good choice.”
“What are you afraid of?”
Losing my dad but I hesitate to say that.
“I’m not scared of anything”
He looks at me opening and closing his mouth to say something but nothing comes out.
“So, you said you have a sister, what’s her name? And how old is she?”
“Her names Gemma and she’s 24”
We continue on like this for another hour, asking stupid childish questions then asking family related questions most of them are stupid.
“I’m hungry” Harry whines looking at me with sad eyes. I giggle and get up.
“Then let’s eat”
-
Harry follows me to the kitchen where I show him the limited amount of stuff I have to offer. I feel kind of bad, I don’t have a lot to feed my guest but I can make do with what I got.
“You could have just called me and I would have brought us something”
“No! I want to cook”
Harry sits on the stool, watching me prepare to cook our lunch.
“Do you even know how to cook?”
I spin around to glare at him.
“Yes. I’m Hispanic we all cook”
“Hispanic, huh?”
“Yep”
“Specific origin?”
“My father is white and my mother is Mexican American”
“Oh, okay”
“So don’t worry your pretty little head Styles, I’ll make sure you get fed”
-
3 hours later.
“Harry don’t forget to close the lid!”
It’s too late. The smashed strawberries and banans spill all over the place just because he didn’t close the lid.
I place my hands on my hips looking at the mess he created in my small kitchen.
“And who’s going to clean this up?”
He looks at me smiling sadly
“Sorry?”
I roll my eyes.
-
“Let’s play a game!” I say throwing my hands up in the air
“No more games”
“Why not?” I whine
“Why don’t we just-“, Harry is cut off by his phone ringing, the California girl ring tone echoing throughout the space. I bite my lip trying not to laugh too hard.
“California girl? Seriously?”
-
Harry’ POV
I look at Via who is red in the face from trying not to laugh.
“It was a bet and I lost”
“Ha-ha!”
I get up and walk to the kitchen to answer my call.
“Hello?”
“Harry where are you? I’ve been calling you for hours why haven’t you picked up?”
I bite my lip and peek over to see Via flipping through a magazine.
“I told you I was hanging out with a friend”
“Oh right sorry”
“No it’s fine. What is it?”
“You promised you’d spend the night, its 7 already”
7 O’clock? Damn, I had no idea time escaped me like that.
“Sorry babe, I’ll be there in a minute” I say before hanging up.
I walk back to the living room and collect my things.
“I have to be going” I say to Via
She nods and stands, walking me to her door.
“This was fun” I say smiling at the brunette.
“A lot of fun we should do this again sometime. Maybe go out?” she suggests tilting her head.
I smile down at her, “Yeah I’d like that”
“Great. Drive home safely!”
“I will”
I wave back at her from my car. I take one last look at the girl on the door step and drive off.
-
“There you are”, she says pulling me in by my collar to lock lips. I instantly wrap my arms around her.
“I missed you, Harry”, She whispers in my ear.
“I missed you too, Taylor”
-
Via’s POV
So hanging out with Harry was a huge success even though he made a mess upon my kitchen, but he was kind enough to clean it up.
I think he’s starting to warm up to me because he was a little more eager this time to answer questions even If he acted like it was the hardest task in the world. He was quite entertaining though…
Maybe I am falling for him…

Notes

HAHA didn't see that one coming did ya? Mwhahah. Don't worry I won't make Taylor a bitch or over do the whole 'Haylor' thing because truthfully I like her music.

Anyway,

So I will now be posting outfits to go along with the chapters (yay)
In this chapter she isn't wearing any shoes, but I just thought these would look cute with the outfit.
Here's Via's outfit a day at home with Harry --> http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=68169371

And this is her apartment --> http://www.polyvore.com/viannas_apaprtment/set?id=68170483