"Really?" I asked.

He nodded.

I felt bad for accusing his mom of saying something bad about me when she didn't.

"Sorry." I said.

"It's fine." He said.

"I'll see you tomorrow? I'm singing at the club tomorrow night." I said hoping he wasn't mad.

"Of course I'll be there." What time do you want me to pick you up?" He said.

"It's ok, I'll drive myself." I said.

His green eyes shifted over to me.

"I want to pick you up. What time?" He said.

Chills skidded down my spine.

"Around nine o'clock." I replied.

He nodded. Before I could get the door open he grabbed my wrist. I looked back at him and he planted a small kiss on my lips. My hand slowly reached up to touch his face, wanting to longer the kiss, but I felt him pull back and my hand dropped quickly.

"Bye." I said smiling lightly.

When I walked in, I heard Sadie's nails click against the wooden floor. I reached down and hugged her. In my room, I undressed into something more comfortable. I scrolled through my song list, deciding which song I should sing. My face lit up when I figured out a song to sing. I celebrated by dancing with Sadie around my room. I defiantly knew Harry was going to like my choice of song.

The aroma of pancakes and eggs hit my noise with force, causing me to get up immediately. Grandma was cooking breakfast. "Yes!" I screamed in my head. She rarely cooks breakfast. When I got downstairs, there was already a plate ready for me.

"Thanks gram." I said already stuffing my face.

"No problem. How was last night?" She asked sitting down.

"It was great. We went to DiMaggio-

"Isn't that place really expensive?" She said cutting me off.

I nodded. Her eyes raised in impressiveness.

"We had dinner with his mom and she was really nice. She made me feel like I've known her for a long time." I said with pancake in my mouth.

"Aww! You two are cute together." She said smiling.

I smiled back. After I devoured my breakfast like an animal. I went to work. All I could think about was leaving this place. Costumers were meaner than ever and Eve, my coworker wouldn't shut up about Harry. It was a huge mistake telling her about Harry and our dinner with his mom.

"You know what that means when a guy introduces to his mom right?" She said.

I shook my head no.

"You have a lot to learn! It means that he thinks that you guys are going to be together for a long time. He wants you and his mom to meet because he wants his mom to like you and get used to you early in the relationship." She said talking really fast.

I smiled to myself. Thinking about Harry and I being together for a long time gave me butterflies. The good kind. Quitting time finally came around. I got ready at home and waited for Harry's arrival. He was very precise with timing. At nine o'clock the door bell rang. He automatically grabbed my guitar and carried it to the car. I felt like I haven't been in my natural habitat in weeks. Harry and I walked to the back, before I went on stage.

"Is it ok if I'm back here." He said looking around.

"It's fine." I said.

"Are you nervous?" He asked.

"Yeah, a little bit." I said getting out my guitar.

When I turned back around Harry was close. He looked down at me.

"Want me to fix that?" He said sliding his hands around my waist.

I bit my lip and nodded. He leaned down and kissed me so gently, I though he didn't do anything. Wanting more, my hands made it up to his face, pushing him down. Getting really into it, I heard someone clear their throat.

Notes

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