Aria’s POV

I had a hard time getting to sleep that night, but eventually, I drifted into a state of bliss. Harry had slept on the couch next door, like he said he was going to. I still felt somewhat guilty about taking his bed, but it was just so comfortable that I got over it.

The next morning, I was awoken to Louis screaming in my ear and jumping right on top of me, “TIME TO GET UP!”

My instincts set in, and I swiftly kicked him. He groaned in pain and rolled off onto the floor, holding his private area. I quickly sat up, guilt washing over me as he lay on the floor in pain, “Oh my gosh, Lou! I am soooo sorry!”

I heard a chuckle, and I looked up to see Harry in the doorway, looking fairly amused by the situation, “I told you not to do it, mate.”

Louis groaned in response. I must have kicked him pretty hard. I pulled the covers back, exposing me in my silky, blue Victoria Secret shorts and a white tank top. I knelt down by Louis. His face was twisted in pain, “Are you going to be okay?”

His voice came out higher than normal, “I’ll be okay,” he squeaked.

At that point I couldn’t help but giggle. Harry cleared his throat, “Breakfast is ready, if you’re hungry.”

I nodded my head, “One minute.”

I headed to the bathroom, brushing through my hair and brushing my teeth, trying to get rid of morning breath. I splashed cold water on my face and entered the living room. Harry and Louis were no longer there, so I made my way downstairs to the kitchen. The smell of waffles and bacon filled the air. Louis was sitting at the table and he glared at me and I just stuck my tongue out at him. Harry was getting me a plate, and putting food on it. He sat it down at the table and kissed me lightly on the lips. Louis groaned, “I’m trying to eat.”

Harry leaned over and hit him on the back of the head and chuckled. Harry got his plate and we both sat down to eat. I began to eat, trying not to look like a starving pig. Harry took a drink of his orange juice and began to speak, “You still want to go sightseeing today?”

I took a bite of bacon and nodded my head. I swallowed before speaking, “Louis, are you going?

Louis shook his head before taking a bite and speaking with his mouth full, “Nah. I’m meeting up with El later.”

I nodded my head and we all continued eating. Harry quickly piped up, “Do you want to meet Eleanor and Danielle? I’m sure they could give you a few pointers on how to deal with it all.”

I started to feel a little insecure at the idea of meeting them. Eleanor was a model for Hollister and Danielle was a professional dancer. So, needless to say, they were beautiful. Me on the other hand… I didn’t feel like I was. But if it meant it was going to help make all the hate easier, then I would get over my fears. “Yeah, that would be cool. When?”

Harry turned to Louis, “I’m sure you guys would like to spend some time together today… So, maybe we could watch a movie and invite Liam and Dani?”

Louis nodded, “Yeah, that’s fine. I’ll talk to El and Liam. I’m sure it will be cool.”

We all finished and Harry took the plates, putting them in the dishwasher. I saw the time on the oven said 11:46 A.M.
I really wasn’t use to this time change. But I think the time we left yesterday, made it a little easier. I told Harry I was going to get ready and went up stairs and took a quick shower in the huge walk-in shower. I blew-dry my hair and picked out an outfit from my suitcase. I decided on something warm, since London was always cold and rainy. I was a little disappointed to find out it doesn’t snow much. I loved the snow, but apparently, if it does snow, it only dusts the ground. My outfit was simple, but cute. I wore a black tank top that said “Love Hurts” and a green sweater to go over it. I pulled on a dark wash pair of skinny jeans and my black converse. I put on my light amount of make-up and added some feather earrings. I put on a tan hat, with a brown, thick fabric going around the bottom. I threw on my black pea coat, just in case.
I found Harry waiting downstairs by the fireplace. His curls were hidden under a beanie and he was wearing a purple Jack Wills hoodie and black jeans. He smiled at me and took my hand, “Ready?”

I nodded my head slightly. He kissed me on the cheek and lead to out the door. Before we shut the door, Louis yelled, “USE PROTECTION!”

Harry face-palmed himself and I just rolled my eyes. That was just Louis. If you couldn’t take a joke, then you wouldn’t really get along with him. Harry led me to the garage, and entered another code, and the garage door began to open. My mouth dropped open at the car that was sitting inside: Audi R8 Coupe.

Harry just grinned and opened the door for me. I slid into the leather interior car and he slid in to the driver’s side. He started up the engine and it purred. We made our way out of the gated community and into the beautiful city of London. It was a cloudy, drizzly day, but that didn’t stop people from being out and about. I stared out the window the whole time, not wanting to miss a thing. We made our way into Central London, and it became busier. Harry parked the car by the Thames River, with the London Eye in sight. I jumped up and down excitedly. I felt like a child on Christmas. Harry chuckled, “You wanna ride it?”

“YES!”

Harry smiled and got out of the car, coming around to my side and opening the door. He held his hand out and I took it. He laced his fingers with mine, and we made our way to the huge Ferris wheel. Before I knew it, I heard girls freaking out and I looked at Harry. He was just smiling. The girls started asking for pictures and autographs but Harry told them that he was trying to show me London, since we would only be here a few days. They seemed to understand but they still hung around. Some of them kept telling me I was pretty and that they love me and Harry together. I just smiled and we kept walking toward the London Eye. Harry paid the man sitting in the booth and he gave us two tickets. We got into the compartment which was HUGE. It could fit about fifteen people. The ride started to go and then stop and go and then stop, letting other people one. I stared out at London as we kept getting higher and higher. The city was absolutely beautiful. I saw Big Ben and any other huge buildings along the river.

Harry came up behind me and put his arms around my waist and rested his head on my shoulder. He whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine, “Do you like it?”

“I love it,” I whispered back. He kissed me on the neck and rested his head back. The Ferris wheel started moving again, and before I knew it, it was time to get off. Harry held my hand as we exited the ride. More people had gathered around at the bottom, taking pictures of Harry and me. We walked along the river, stopping at little tent shops. We basically fooled around the whole time, but I didn’t mind.

We had just eaten and started back to the car a few hours later, when rain began to fall. At first it was just sprinkling, but then it began to poor. We sprinted towards the car, laughing, but not without getting soaked in the process. We got into the car, squeaking as we slid across the leather seats. My clothes clung to me and Harry’s beanie looked like a wet dog. He took it off and threw it onto the dash, letting his curls fall. He did his signature hair flip and started the car. I stared at him in amazement the whole time. Water fell from his ringlets and he looked over at me and smiled.

We got back to the flat and I was cold to the bone. We got inside, and my teeth were chattering together. Harry walked towards me and ran his fingers along my cheek, leaving a path of heat. I nuzzled my cheek against his hand, closing my eyes. His lips connected with mine softly. The heat from his lips made me shiver. He grabbed my waist with his other hand, pulling my hips to him and holding me there. I put my arms around his neck, playing with his hair at the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. Our shoes squeaked against the floor as he backed me up against the wall, not breaking the kiss. I slowly bit his lower lip and he snaked his tongue out, connecting with mine. He brought the hand on my waist down to the hem of my sweater, and raising it so he could touch my bare skin. I moaned at the heat his hand brought. I pulled away from the kiss, and smirked at him when disappointment spread across his face. I got out of his arms, and headed up the stairs, he just stared at me and then he began to follow. I reached Harry’s room and opened the door, leaving it open for him to follow. I started to unbutton my soaked sweater and peal it off. I heard Harry shut the door behind him.

I felt his breath on my neck and then his lips touched my exposed shoulder. His hands went down to my tank top and began to pull it over my head. His hands ran across my waist. I turned around to face him. He had an intense look on his face. I couldn’t quite place it. Harry’s eyes bore into mine. I began to take his hoodie off, leaving him in a black, v-neck shirt. I took that off too, and looked at his sculpted muscles. He didn’t have a major six-pack but it was toned. His wet jeans were sagging at his hips, showing his sex lines. I ran my hand across his stomach and he caught it, bringing it to his lips. He whispered into my palm, looking me dead in the eyes, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Did I? I knew I was starting to fall for Harry fast, but was I ready to make it this kind of a relationship? I’ve known him for a few weeks, but I couldn’t help like feel like I had known him longer. He was the only person that I felt like I could trust, the only person that I felt like I could be me with. I wanted to be with Harry more than I had wanted anything in my entire life: more than any job, more than money, or more than anyone. As I looked into his green eyes, I didn’t see force. I saw understanding, curiosity, lust, and maybe a glint of love. Knowing that I wanted to do this for all the right reason, not because of a job or because he was famous, but because I did truly love him, more than I ever had loved anyone before.

“Yes.”

Notes

Directioners!

CLIFF HANGER! Sorry!! Hope you liked it! Xx