Louis

Harry lead me to his car and opened the door for me. I got in. We drove for a few minutes before he spoke.

"So how old are you?" Harry asked.

"I'm sixteen." I said smiling.

"Really, you're quite young. I'm twenty-one." Harry said as he stopped at a red light.

"I'm not young." I pause pouting. "You're an old man."

Harry laughed at my comment before pulling into a gated community.

"Harry, where are we going?" I ask nervously.

"Just one of my houses, don't worry we are not doing anything, but I do have something special for you there." Harry said smiling as he parked.