*Hannah’s POV (After the Flight)

Sheesh, it took almost 9 hours but I’ve landed in London! I’m so excited to go exploring. I’ve wanted to visit London since I was little and my answer when I would ask my parents to go there was always “Yeah sure, sweetie. When we win the lottery.” Well I didn’t win the lottery and I still got to come here so in your face, mom and dad! Unfortunately I can’t go exploring yet. I have to wait for the other people to get here. It takes everyone an hour or so to get here and then we all leave together to go to the hotel.

When we get to the hotel, our teacher says that we won’t be starting classes and things until tomorrow so we have today to do some sightseeing around the city. She lets us all go and I’m most likely the first out the door with my bag and money. I spend my day seeing all the sights you can think of; It’s strange though. At every place I went to all day, I saw some guy. He had long brown hair and green eyes from what I could see. He never did get very close to me, but he appeared to be watching me everywhere I went. I’m gonna ignore it. I’ll just make sure he doesn’t follow me back to the hotel.

4 Days Later (Friday, May 15th)…

My first week in London has been so much fun. I know my way around the city really well now and the acting classes have been great too. We’ve done lots of Shakespeare and the teachers have all been really impressed with me. They said that at the end of the month, we were gonna have a performance in the park and it was decided that I was going to have one of the lead roles in A Midsummer Night’s Dream; Hermia. I memorize my lines rather quickly and take direction really well so it’s been a piece of cake for me. Plus I recite Shakespeare as if I lived in Elizabethan times.

Still, this whole week that mysterious stranger has been following me around from a distance. He’s never tried to approach me so I haven’t done anything about it, but if he does try to come talk to me, I’m making a run for it. He watches me whenever I’m rehearsing the play in the park and it is kind of cute how he smiles at me whenever I’m up there. When I finish a scene, he always applauds and whistles. It’s nice to know I have a British fan. But regardless, he’s a stranger and he could be dangerous.

I’m getting off the stage and starting my walk to the hotel when I notice that the guy is gonna try and come talk to me. I avoid eye contact and walk quickly down the street hoping he gets the message. Apparently he doesn’t, because he presumes to follow me down the street calling after me. “Hey! Excuse me, miss!” Now I start running trying to get away from this stranger who could very well hurt me if I stopped.

I hear running footsteps behind me and try to run faster, but it’s no use. I stop running, out of breath, and the stranger stands in front of me. “I’m not gonna hurt you, love.” He says calmly. I look up and the little breath that I have is taken away.

In front of me is a guy who looks about my age. He has long brown hair, and beautiful, piercing, emerald green eyes. He looks like the type who flirts with anyone he sees and is a filthy cheater. He has that kind of appearance about him. “I just wanted to tell you that you’re great at acting. I’ll be coming to see the final performance in a few weeks and cheer you on. Well…see you around.” He says before starting to walk away. He seems like a nice enough guy…

“Wait! I didn’t catch your name.” I say. He comes back and says “It’s Harry. Yours?” “Hannah. It’s nice to meet you. I’ve just been calling you my British fan.” I say with a small smile. “Well now you can call me Harry Styles, your British fan.” I laugh saying “I think I will. It was great meeting you, Harry.”

“You too. Would you maybe want to get together sometime tomorrow? It is the weekend after all.” He says. “Sure that would be fun. Meet me at Big Ben at 1:00.” “Cool, I’ll see you there. Bye, Hannah.” He says giving me a peck on the cheek.

Wow he’s definitely a flirt. I’m gonna have to be careful with him. I start making my way back to the hotel with a smile on my face. Harry is really cute. I just hope he isn’t the type who goes out once with a girl and then goes to the next. That’s definitely what he looks like.

I get back to the hotel and change into my PJs. I’m turning my shorts inside out when something falls out of my back pocket. I pick it up and it’s a piece of paper. It says “So we can get to know each other better ;)” and has his name on it with Facebook in parentheses. Okay he’s adorable, but he’s totally a charmer. Tomorrow will be very interesting…

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