《The Chase (Harry Styles)》Chapter 50
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CHAPTER 50
HARRY'S POV
I had finished my day of fun with the lads, which included basically nothing interesting. We watched a few films, and went out for lunch and dinner. Healthy, I know. Once they all left, I took a quick shower and then got dressed. I wasn't quite sure what I was planning on doing with Jessica, so I dressed casually. I wore brown chinos and a blue scoop neck tee.
When I walked out of my room I saw Louis staring at me.
"You look good Harry." He informed me.
"Thank you mate. So do you and Cindy plan on doing anything tonight?" I asked.
"No. I think I'm going to head over to Niall's to eat something a little later." He laughed.
I returned the laugh and then walked out of the apartment, on my way to go see Jessica. I drove the short distance to her house, and was there at 9:52. Perfect, I'm a little early. I walked up to her door, and rung the doorbell. A women answered the door, who I assumed to be her mom.
"Hello, I'm Harry. I'm here for Jessica." I said extending my hand for her to reach.
"Nice to meet you Harry. I'm Jessica's Mom, Liz. Come on in." She opened the door more and I walked inside. I slid off my white converse and followed her into the living room where her Dad was.
"You must be Harry." He said standing up.
"That I am." I said making both her parents laugh.
"Jessica, Harry's here!" Her mother called.
"My name is Bill, pleasure to meet you." He said reaching his hand out.
"The pleasure is all mine." I said shaking his hand.
"Be right down." I heard Jessica say.
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"So you seem to be quite a bit older, and well famous." Her mother laughed.
"Yes, I'm 18 and well I don't know about famous." I said trying to me modest.
"Don't kid boy. You're famous." Her father laughed.
I wasn't really sure what to say, so I said "Thank you."
"I just want to make sure that you won't hurt my little girl. I don't want some big star to be messing with her feelings." Her father warned me.
"The feelings I have for Jessica are very real. From the moment I met her, I knew I wanted to get to know her. She is a very nice, funny, intelligent, and beautiful young lady." I said smiling.
"Aww." Her mother said laughing.
I couldn't help but blush as her mother said that.
"I'm ready." Jessica said as she walked into the room.
She was wearing a black tube skirt and a pink tank top. Her hair was in a pony tail with a french braid that looked like some sort of headband. She had on a very little amount of make up that complimented her face nicely. She looked stunning. I walked over to her and pecked her on the cheek. "Hello beautiful." I greeted her.
"Oh stop it." She blushed.
"No jewelry I see?" I remarked.
"I don't really have any. I hope it's not a problem." She said laughing.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a jewelry box. I handed it over to her and I could see a grin appear on her face. Her mom dad and I watched closely as she opened the box to reveal a silver chain with a topaz stone on it. Her eyes lit up as she took it out of the box.
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"How did you know I was born in December?" She asked.
"Sometimes, you just do." I took the necklace from the box and put it on her. It looked very nice with the pink top.
"Thank you Harry, I love it." She smiled at me.
"Music to my ears to hear that love." I smiled.
"Well you two have fun." Her father called.
"What time should I have her back by?" I asked.
"Good man for asking. 2 am." Her dad smiled.
"Will do." I grabbed her hand and led her out the door. I opened the passanger door to my car and helped her in. I then ran around the car and jumped in the front seat. Where to go for four hours?
"Do you know when my Birthday is?" She asked breaking my thoughts.
"December 26." I smiled at her.
"But I never told you that!" She laughed.
"Yeah I know." I pulled my car out of her driveway and began driving in now particular direction.
"So where are we going?" She asked.
"Up to you babe." I informed her.
"Can we get some ice cream? I'm craving that right now." She laughed.
"Sure love. I know a place that stays open all night." I laughed.
I drove to the gas station that I'd been so many times before to get ice cream. I told Jessica to order anything she wanted.
"Could I please have chocolate ice cream in a dish with chocolate sprinkles?" She asked the server.
"Of course, anything else?"
Jessica stepped away from the window and let me order. When I saw the little old lady that I'd seen so many times before, my heart began to race.
"Harry, is that you?" She asked.
"Yeah, uhh could I have whatever she ordered." I said as my mind went blank; forgetting all of the flavors.
"Who is the lady with you?" The old lady asked me.
"My umm date." I muttered.
"Oh Harry." She sighed as she went to go make our orders.
"Do you know her or something?" Jessica asked.
"Yeah, I come here a lot." I answered.
"Oh, ok." Jessica mumbled.
The old lady handed us our ice creams but not before giving me a weird look. I walked Jessica over to picnic table and sat down across from her. We began eating our ice cream in silence as we just smiled at each other. Then I heard a voice, I never wanted to hear again.
"Hi, could I have a large black raspberry dipped in chocolate with rainbow sprinkles in a cone. But then flip the cone over in a dish, and cut the end of the spoon off. I hate how long it is." A tired groggy voice said.
I would know that voice, or that order anywhere. It was none other than, Angie.
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