I Should Have Kissed You

What would you do if you were told that you were to live with the boys from One Direction? Sound too good to be true right? WRONG!

Follow the story of 18 year old Jasmine who can't believe her luck when her boyfriend wins her the competition of a lifetime; to meet and stay with her favourite boyband, One Direction, in their complex in London. Turns out that she got more than she bargained for, could heart break strike and a new found love blossom whilst she's away from her friends and family in Australia?

Find out in the new fanfic I Should Have Kissed You :)


14. Good Morning Ireland


*Jas' POV*

The next morning everyone was up and out of bed by 5am. It was early even though our flight was only an hour and a bit. The boys wanted to make sure they had plenty of time whilst in Ireland. Leo was waiting in the limo for us all to come down the lobby. We were planning to stay in Ireland for two days, so Leo suggested that we keep the suitcases down to one per person. Somehow I managed to do that considering that I brought down 4 big suitcases from Australia.

The trip was very silent to the airport and even when we got on the plane, no one really said a word. We just slept for the time being. Harry was in the row behind me with Louis and Liam. Niall and Zayn were on either side of me. Seeing as I was in the middle I became the human pillow, one boy resting their head on each shoulder. Thankfully the flight wasn’t that long.

Once we landed, the boys were greeted by a small group of fans waiting at the airport for a photo with them. A small girl walked up to Harry very shyly and asked him for a photo. She would have been around five years old. She was the cutest! The boys were posing for photos with the other fans so Harry asked whether I could take the photo. Of course I agreed. It was the first time Harry had spoken to me since new years. He picked up the little girl, her blonde hair in cute piggytails, wearing her One Direction t-shirt proudly. At that moment I saw the smile on his face when she said that she loved him, I saw how happy it made him. I wondered what his reaction would be after I told him how I felt. He gave her a massive hug and put her down.

“excuse me harry, can I have an autog..auto.. can you sign this please?” the girl asked holding out a small poster of Harry.

“sure cutie… whats your name?”


“that’s a beautiful name for a beautiful girl” Harry said whilst signing the poster. He glanced over quickly to me. Our eyes met each other’s for a second then I quickly looked away. I couldn’t help but smile to myself. Harry gave little Jasmine another hug and then ran back to her mum who was taking photos with her phone.

“I really meant what I said” harry said as he picked up his bags and walked towards the door, his head facing the floor.

I stood there not knowing what to say. This is why I liked Harry, he would speak his mind shamelessly. But I knew what he was going to say on New Years and I didn’t let him say it. How could I be so stupid!

I noticed that he  had stopped walking and turned back to me.

“You coming?” he yelled.

I grabbed my bags and ran to his side.

“You’re really great with the young kids. They really adore you Harry. You’ll make a fabulous dad one day” I smiled at him, trying to break the tension between us.

“I’m glad you think so” he said sweetly as we continued to walk to the car waiting outside. The lads had already been waiting for a few minutes so when we got in the car they were all wondering why we took so long.

“There was a little girl who wanted a photo, alright?” he yelled trying to convince the boys but they wouldn’t accept it.

“There really was. I even took the photo” I said looking directly at Louis who was teasing Harry.

“Oh alright, we believe you” Louis said mockingly


It wasn’t a long drive to the ‘Good Morning Ireland’ set, but still no one talked. As soon as we got there the guys had to get changed and go to hair and makeup. I lay spread across the sofa in the empty dressing room nibbling on some fruit the staff had put out on the table. Flicking through a magazine, I saw at the corner of my eye a hesitant Harry standing at the door.

“Hey” he said in his deep British accent

“Hey” I replied back propping myself up on the sofa.

“Not too shabby eh?” he gestured pointing at his outfit the wardrobe department set out for him

“Not at all… Look I wanted to talk with you about what happened”

I thought it would be more awkward between us. It’s almost as if he had forgotten what happened. Harry was silent and walked over to me holding out his hand. Had he forgiven me already? That was quick! We hadn’t even talked about it properly.

“Come on I won’t bite” I hesitantly took his hand as he pulled me up from the sofa. He still didn’t say anything about New Years, he completely ignored the fact that I brought it up.

“Don’t watch the interview from here. Come out to the set and watch from behind the camera, I’m sure they won’t mind. Plus there’s a little surprise after the interview” he said whilst flashing his cheeky dimpled smile.

“I don’t think I’m allowed to be there on set”

“only the important people are” I realised that he still hadn’t let go of my hand, I looked at him and he just smiled. What was he up to?

“lets go” he said as he pulled me towards the door

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