For You I Will

After meeting Harry on a trip to France, Jorgie never dreamed that she would be watching him confess her love for her on an interview a few months later.. Even though it seems like the perfect love story, things are bound to go wrong for Jorgie and Harry..

THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL TO UNTAMED!!!! Apologies.. The characters are just the same because that is my name and Yeahh.,..


11. Heading out

Louis was on his feet, fully clothed and ready for the day. 
Harry turned to me, shocked.
"Louis, are you okay?" I asked, touching his shoulder. 
"I'm in Greece. I'm not gonna dwell on the fact that she broke my heart. I'm gonna go out and party and you guys are coming too.."
Harry mouth was wide open and I couldn't contain my face so I think mine was too. Louis got his fingers and pushed both our jaws up, smiling and then pushed past us out of the room. 
"His a strong man," Harry said, grabbing my hand and spinning me back to the door. 

As we walked back down to the terrace, I noticed all the boys standing in a huddle. 
"What are you guys up too?" I asked, smiling. 
Niall laughed, "Don't sound so concerned."
Liam joined in, "We only know you briefly and Harry only a little better than us..."
Niall took over again, "So today is your chance to show us who you really are."
I smiled, "I'm not that interesting. I like clothes, shoes and make-up, like any normal girl. I love music and little empty bars with open mic nights. I cant dance. I love antiques. I love staying up 'til three in the morning watching movies, preferably love stories. I'm pretty basic." 
"Well, how about we spend the day shopping and exploring and then tonight we find a little bar with open mic," Zayn smiled. 
Louis, who had been quite the whole time, glanced up at me and smiled. 
"Sure, but Lou you're gonna have to help me shop cause I have no fashion sense."
All the boys laughed and Louis agreed. 
"Hey," Harry suddenly said, "Has anyone tweeted whilst we've been here?"
"No? Why?" Niall replied. 
"Because there are no screaming fans around," I said, "Everything is silent." 
"I had forgotten what this sounded like," Liam laughed. 
"We should go before someone does spot us and people find out where we're staying." 

Harry grabbed my hand as we wandered down the street. The boys were ahead of us. I could see that Niall had a bag of chips in his hand and all the other boys were trying to steal them. We had decided to use the no screaming girl thing as an opportunity for air. The boys seemed to be loving just walking down the road. It was simple, boring but not something they got often. 

Whilst I was observing the boys, Harry was staring at me. I looked up, "What??" I was usually shy when it came to boys. 
He laughed, "What's your favourite colour?" 
Okay, "Umm, white, but everyone disagrees that that is a colour."
"It's a colour," he laughed, "What about favourite song?" 
"I don't have one at the moment. It changes from day to day."
"Favourite meal?"
"Like dinner or snack?" 
"Both," he smiled.
"Umm, dinner wise, Butter Chicken and for a snack, Caramello Koalas or Tim Tams." 
"Dogs or cats?" 
"Both," I giggled, "Stop flinging questions at me."
"I want to know you."
"And you will, in time."
He stopped and I turned to see what he was doing. And as I turned he pulled me in and lifted my face to his, embracing me with a deep and passionate kiss. 

The other boys had stopped and I could hear them making sarcastic noises from behind me. Harry lifted his mouth slightly and laughed. 
"Just ignore them," he said, against my lips. 
His breathe smelt of mint this morning and it was refreshing. His hands were gripping at my back, holding me close to him.  

I pulled back, "Harry, if you can't keep your hands off me, you'll have to stay back at the hotel," I laughed, and he let me go, leaving one hand on the small of my back as we turned to face the other boys who were all pretending to make out with themselves. 

"They are so mature," Harry joked, as we walked up to meet them. 
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