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...



6. The truth


"What on earth are you doing?" I hiss.

"Look, I want to get to know you. A few hours ago, I didn't know who you were. You're beautiful, you shocked me. I haven't been able to get you out of my head!" He gushes.

Harry Styles thinks I'M beautiful? "You're insane! Why me? You have attracted a whole beach of girls here and that's no exaggeration. I am flattered and all, but I'm just a normal girl, you wouldn't want me."

I turn away, but he grabs my shoulder again.

"That's the thing though," he says, moving closer. "I do want you."

That's when it happens. He presses his warm moist lips onto mine. I want to pull away, but I can't. Eventually, I do.

"No." I splutter.

Why is this happening to me?



The girl runs. Runs like her life depends on it.

"Wait! What's your name?!" I shout.

Like she'd answer that after what just happened. But she does.

"MILA." And with that, she slams into the lobby and throws the dirty window, I see her run up the staircase, probably to her room.

I've never believed in love at first sight. But now I think it's beginning to make sense.


Depression overwhelms me. What can I do to make her want me? I start to head back up to the hotel.

"Hey, where you going?" Zayn asks inbetween breaths as he's snogging the face off a random girl.

"I'm going back to the room now, it's getting late." "Okay, but the party hasn't even started."

"I don't care. I'm tired. I haven't had any rest. I'll see you in the morning."

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