✿ florence ✿

"Oh, believe me, you are doing a better job than me." Harry told her. "I have even had my team mates joking with me that I must be terrible at it." He laughed. Harry listened to what she was saying. "I think I am insecure, because I don't see myself as attractive compared to others and also if someone would just want to be with me for who I am. I know that isn't the case with you because you are in the spotlight kind of like I am." He said. "You did?"

"I totally get that," Florence said to him, "Like, I have had some men show interest in me just to brag to their friends about how I paid them any attention. They didn't really care to know who I really am, which is far from the glamorous, perfect, image that people see on the red carpet. Sucks, really." She sighed and took a final sip of her beer. She grinned and nodded. "Well, of course!" she said, "It is a crime how handsome you are, really."

Harry heard her say this, and then realized that she might not want that. He relaxed a little when she said that she would like to talk to him more. This was new to him. He hadn't properly flirted like this for ages. Harry couldn't help but smile more. "That does sound like something that they would do." He told her. He noticed her biting her lip and listened to her as she started talking again. "I think it is." He said. "Sorry if I am not that good at it. It has been a while." He joked.

Feeling her face grow warm, Florence looked away as she laughed softly and grinned widely at what Harry was saying. Was this really happening? She didn't expect to have this conversation with Harry, but she found herself wanting it to continue. "No, I think I'm the one doing a terrible job at flirting," she said, "It's been a while for me, too. I just broke up with someone I was with for a little over three years not too long ago, so I understand. For some reason I just thought that maybe you would want to be just friendly with each other, but I guess that's just me being insecure. I thought you were quite attractive when I first met you."

"I know. I was just think about when you are there, and I am in Germany, it could be more difficult to call you." He said. "You could be asleep when I am awake but not working. And then when you are awake I could be working or asleep. I mean there would be a time window where there would be time. We could make it work." Harry said. He listened to what she said. His face brightened a little as she said this. "You don't have to do that, just for me." He said, although he would love that.

"Well," Florence said with a slight grin, "I didn't realize you wanted to talk to me so much. Which I'm not upset about at all. I would like to talk with you more, too." She couldn't help but smile as she saw Harry's form. It was such an attractive and contagious smile. "I guess I would be doing it for you," she teased, "Which is weird because, you know, that' something that people who must really like each other do." She bit at her lower lip some and thought about what to say next. "Is that where this conversation is heading? If not, I'm sorry I got the wrong message, but I'm not... opposed to anything with... us."

When she mentioned about going to LA, he knew how far that was and the time difference if they were going to talk. "That would be a good idea." He told her. Harry noticed the smirk and then heard her question. "I was....just thinking about how far that is." He told her. He realized how that sounded. As if he hadn't known how far it was before. "I mean...with time difference."

Florence nodded at what Harry was saying. She could tell in his voice that he seemed concerned about something. "I wouldn't be there forever," she told him with a shrug, "The time difference between us would be quite large, if that's what you were concerned about." She took another sip of her drink and leaned forward a bit. "Or, I could make another trip to Germany. You'd be my only friend here, but that wouldn't be bad. Quite like that idea actually."

Harry nodded. "It is quite a bit of a wait. But it comes around quickly when you are playing every week." He told her. Harry had noticed that he was enjoying Florence's company. More than he would usually when he might be out with others. "The fact I only scored once, we wouldn't have won if it wasn't for them." Harry said. He leaned back and kept his eyes on her.

"Yeah, but for me, I'll have to find something to occupy my time," Florence explained, "This is why I keep busy. I hate having nothing to do. I think I may visit L.A. soon. I haven't been in a while, so maybe I can go there and pass the time until I see you again." She noticed him leaning back in chair, so she did the same. She crossed her arms and felt a smirk form on her face. "What are you thinking about?" she asked him.

Harry noticed her looking at his smile and couldn't help but blush slightly. "I will be heading back to Germany soon for my club and we have plenty of games. If you mean England ones, that will be the middle of next month. That will be two games in London. At Wembley." He said. "Well, I try to be impressive any time I play." He grinned. Harry picked his drink up and sipped it. "Its more a team game than just me."

"Hm," Florence hummed, "Bit of a wait, but if I have to, I can manage." She nodded as she listened to him speak. She wasn't sure if it was the liquid courage or herself, but she was finding Harry quite endearing. "You seem to impress me a lot today," she said with a laugh, "Your teammates were also great, though. Wouldn't have won the game without them, of course."