Best Summer Ever

So. Mum's away. Dad's with her. And I get sent to some stupid resort with my Grandad? Wow. When I think it can't get any weirder, it does...



8. One thing.


While I'm still stressing over the Harry problem, there's a knock on the door.



I doubt she'll answer the door. I'm about to leave when she opens it.



Stood in my doorway is none other than Harry Styles. What does he want now? To tell me I was right? That I'm just a regular girl and he was stupid to think he actually needed me?

"Hey." He says.

"Urm, hi. What's up?" I shuffle awkwardly.

"I brought you something."

What could he possibly have brought with him?



"I wrote this song. It's about you, Mila." Here it goes.



A song? He starts to sing:

"I've tried playing it cool But when I'm looking at you I can never be brave Cause you make my heart race Shot me out of the sky You're my Kryptonite You keep making me weak Yeah, frozen and can't breathe Some things gotta give now Cause I'm dying just to make you see That I need you here with me now Cause you've got that one thing So get out, get out, get out of my head And fall into my arms instead I don't, I don't, don't know what it is But I need that one thing And you've got that one thing."

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