I'd decided, I'd bring up what happened at the party with Nicole on Monday at school, when we had a spare moment in class, but for now it was Sunday evening and I was being forced to go to dinner with Harry. Alone. Just him and I at a restaurant, dinner for two. It really seemed like my dad and Harry's dad were trying to get us together.
As sad as that was, it was sadder that it was actually working, sort of. I wasn't sure where it was coming from but a part of me was seriously attracted to him, from his caring light blue eyes to his charming blond curls, his sweet smile and his soft voice. The rest of me was horrified that these feelings were arising out of nowhere. But I was still excited to be having a date with him. If he only wanted to be friends then I'd be devastated, but life goes
