Read Part 1 first.

This is the cutest shit I have ever written.

"It looks good? Am I looking good? Am I overdressed?" Harrison buttoned up the sleeves of his crisp white shirt, slipping on the navy blue coat the other moment.

"You are just overreacting." Tom whom he especially called for just getting him dressed up answered, clicking his tongue.

"If she thinks I am putting too many efforts. I never wear suits. I don't remember the last time I wore anything that actually was not a loose sweater or t-shirt. If she thinks I am faking or something or she doesn't like this look---" Tom interrupted Harrison's rambling, throwing the red tie at him.

Who wears a red tie with a blue suit? But anyways he decided to go with it.

"Wear it because if you get late, then surely she'll not like it." Tom rolled his eyes.

"It's my first date, mate. All I want you is to be supportive." Harrison said, tieing the tie around his neck.

"Okay. You are looking great, she'll faint see you like this. Now can we leave?" Tom rolled his eyes, although he genuinely agreed with the first part.

He was happy that his friend was finally going on a date with the girl he could never shut his mouth taking about.

"I haven't done my hair," Harrison said and Tom rolled his eyes again, knowing he will take another hour.

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Finally, they made it to the restaurant. Tom preached Harrison about how to behave at a date, already knowing he will forget his training. He left him at the table and drove back home.

Harrison fiddled with his fingers waiting eagerly for Y/n. They had been on a number of outings before, have eaten together a lot before, but never in a date...

What will he do? Dates are supposed to be special. He didn't want it to feel like a normal everyday lunch.

He was tensed until she tapped on his shoulder.

"Hi!" She greeted him with a smile when he looked at her, his forehead already sweating.

Damn, she looked gorgeous.

Y/n was wearing a red solid, deep neck silk top over tight black jeans. And she was definitely rocking the look.

Shit! Shit! He shouldn't have trailed his eyes on her from head to toe.

Would she consider it creepy? He asked himself, getting embarrassed. He haphazardly stood up from his chair, pulling the chair opposite the table as she got seated mumbling a little 'thank you'.

Wait... He didn't even reply back her 'hi'... If he replies now, it would be awkward. Sweat beads on his forehead were already concentrating.

"You look really nice."

Her voice got him out of his thoughts. He looked at her face, her cheeks tinted red from the little blush that crept her face and soon he could feel his own face getting warm.

"Thank you." He whispered shyly taking his previous seat.

"You look great... Bre-breathtaking." He stammered looking at her, the red on her cheeks already darkening. Her fingers traced the skin of her face as she tucked the loose strand of hair behind her ear, looking down.

She was adorable. Very adorable...

They ordered the food, eating slowly not talking much as they used too.

It was a new feeling.

She knew Harrison was shy enough that he won't do anything different on their first date and so she took in the initiative to make it feel like a date. Her hand slowly crept on the table.

He can hold her hand if he wants.

She wanted him to hold her hand, so bad...

"My tie matches with your dress... I mean your top," He said fiddling with his tie.

She smiled at him. He wasn't good at flirting, not even a bit but she liked that he tried. She liked that he was trying to flirt with her.

"We should hmm... Talk in the park. It's very formal here," She suggested because the date wasn't going in any direction. He nodded in agreement. Harrison wanted to pay for the full meal but she insisted to split it like they always did. She told him it's 'their' date not 'his'. A big smile appeared on her face when he agreed and he couldn't stop but smile back.

They walked around the vacant park and around the little pond trying to talk normally. They had so much to talk about before today but now they both seemed to run out of topics to talk. Fake, awkward laughs left their lips, their face flustered. She again tried to signal him to hold her hand by making her hand, brushing his hand ever so often.

Hold my hand, div!!! She screamed in her mind.

It was too much for her, she decided to do it herself. She slipped her palm in his, intervening their fingers. His breath hitched at her act but seeing her flushed face his heart filled with warmth and he ended up squeezing her hand ever so lightly. They continued walking in the park in silence, holding hands.

Harrison sensed her getting closer to him, she was mildly shivering and her lips produced little whimpers.

He wanted to do this so long.

Every time in movies or books when he saw the man offering his coat or jacket to the partner he always wondered when would he be able to do it... And that too with Y/n...

A smile crept his lips, imagining her in his clothes.

He was thinking too far. He mentally kicked himself.

Stopping his motions, he left her hand standing in front of her. She looked at her confused. He slowly slipped off his coat, putting it on her shoulders. She held the coat in her hands, securing it on her shoulders. Harrison watched her with a glimmer in his eyes as she clenched his coat around her body.

"We should go home."

Harrison bit his inner cheeks at her words.

Did he mess up the date that she wants to go back home so early? Was this gesture only romantic in movies?

He was sad now.

"I-I'll call the taxi." He said leaving her there, walking towards the road. His heart clenched painfully in his chest. He should have followed Tom's dating advice. He must have embarrassed himself in front of her.

Little tears formed in the corner of his eyes as they both took a seat in the taxi. Harrison sat on the extreme left, looking out of the window fighting the urge to cry.

He has ruined their date. He blamed himself.

He felt her arm taping his shoulder. He turned his head to look at her.

Oh. She had reached her home.

She got out of the car, him following behind. He closed his eyes waiting for her to say- I guess we should be just friends. And then as in every case, the friendship will never be the same.

But instead of her words, he was greeted by her soft lips on his cheeks.

His eyes shot open. His heart bounced when she looked at him grinning.

"It was an amazing night. Just be yourself, no need to be nervous around me. I am the same Y/n whether as your friend or as your girlfriend."

If his heart was bouncing previously then it took a long jump hearing the word 'girlfriend' escape her lips.

"So you wanna do this again?" She asked politely, biting her lower lip.

"Yeah yeah of course. I like you a lot." He said like a little child, getting flustered because of his own words again.

She giggled, rubbing her head. The coat on her shoulders was about to fall on the ground when Harrison caught it, his arms around her. He had never looked into her e/c eyes so close. Her eyes were so soft, her lips looked so soft that he bet- he could have kissed her right then if the taxi driver didn't blow the horn.

"Coming... " He yelled at the taxi, standing straight.

"Guess I'll take this." He said taking his coat back and running towards the taxi while Y/n looked at him grinning sheepishly.

Yeah, he will take his time for that perfect moment. If their first date wasn't perfect, so what, he'll assure their first kiss will be...

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Hope you enjoyed this :)

Word count: 1.35k words
Date: 10 Dec'19