All I've Ever Wanted [COMPLETED]

Samantha is nothing but your average normal teenage girl. She is eighteen, spends time with her friends, has disagreements with her siblings and fights with her siblings. Just normal.

She has lived in California all her life and wants to go start her life and have fun since she just graduated. She gets to go to the lovely, beautiful country of London, England and visit family for the entire summer.

Please read to find out what will happen once she runs into a certain curly haired boy from the new British pop boy band, One Direction…please read and comment for more ;)

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7. Chapter six: Day with the Girls!

It’s been about two weeks since I got to London for the summer. Harry and the boys had a press conference today. I was going to spend the day with Nichole and Hannah. They were going to take me around London and we were going to shop and then go have some lunch. It was going to be fun. The boys would be done some time tonight, so we might spend some time with them after.

“Sam! Hannah’s here. You ready to go?!” Nichole yells from down stairs.

“Yeah, I’ll be right down!” I yell back. I got up off the bed and grabbed my phone. I grab my purse and put it over my shoulder before I started to head down the stairs. Once I made it down the stairs, I walk in to the kitchen, talking.

Hannah looks over at me, smiling. “Hey!” she says looking at me. She was wearing a cute animal print racerback tank, a bandeau top underneath with some denim shorts and black Toms. Her hair was up in a messy bun.

“I love your outfit, girl!” I smile over at her and give her thumbs up. She smiles back and replies with a soft ‘thanks’.

“I love yours too!” Nichole and Hannah both mutter. I look down at my outfit. I decided to wear a light blue Victoria’s Secret shirt with ‘PINK’ written in bold letters, some blue skinny jeans and a pair of cute sandals.

“Thanks!” I reply and smile at the two girls. Nichole was wearing a cute outfit too, hell, we all were I guess. She was wearing a teal off-the-shoulder top with a white tank underneath with some black shorts and some matching blue sandals. Her long blond hair was in a side braid.

“Come on! Let’s get going!” Nichole says, looking at each of us. Hannah and I both nod. We went out and got in to Nichole’s car. Nichole got in the front seat while I got in the passenger side and Hannah got in the back.

“So, where are we going?” I ask as Nichole started to drive.

“This real good Italian place, I hope you’ll like it,” Nichole says as she continues to drive, keeping her eyes on the road. We all talked and laughed to ourselves as we headed over to the restaurant.

“I love Italian food! It’s my favorite!” I reply back, looking over at my cousin.

“It’s so good, the best Italian food I’ve ever had!” Hannah mutters as the car came to a sudden stop a few minutes later. I look out the window to see an old-looking building with a sign that said “Guido’s Italian Cuisine” in fancy letters.

We all got out and made our way to the front entrance and walked in.

“Name?” a dark haired girl shot us a small smile, her hair pulled back in a pony tail.

“Harwood,” Nichole tells the girl.

“Right this way,” she grabs our menus and silverware before leading us to a table in the back.

“Your waitress will be with you shortly,” the girl or ‘Madison’ as it said on her name tag, mutters looking at us. We nod and smile.

“Thanks,” Hannah and Nichole thank the girl before she walks off. A tall, thin man walks up to our table a few minutes later.

“Hi ladies, welcome to Guido’s, what can I get you to drink?” he asks, smiling at the three of us.

“I’ll have water with lemon, please,” I say and smile politely at him.

“The same for me please,” Hannah and Nichole say to the waiter in unison. He smiles and says he will be right back with our drinks and to get our orders.

“What’s good here?” I ask, looking over at Hannah.

“They have the best linguini chicken pasta with marinara sauce. It is really good!” Hannah says looking at me.

“I love linguini pasta! That sounds good, I think I might get that,” I say as we figure out what we are going to order. The guy, ‘Mark’ as what it read on his name tag, soon brought us our drinks and took our orders.

After we ordered our food, we all talk and laugh with each other while we wait for our food. I grin widely as our food arrived at the table, about twenty long minutes later.

We talked and laughed as we ate our food. After we finish up, Nichole pays for us and we go back to the car.

“Where are we headed to, now?” I ask, looking at the two.

“Mall!” Nichole says, excitedly.

“Yay!” I exclaim. I haven’t been to the mall in forever, I was excited.

“Sweet!” Hannah smiles widely and punches the air in excitement.

We made it over to the mall a few minutes later.

“Where to first, ladies?” Nichole asks, looking at Hannah and I as we walk to the front of one of the stores.

“Doesn’t matter to me! Any place is fine; I haven’t been to the mall in ages!” I state, looking at the two girls. We walk in to a store that looks real similar to Wet Seal they have at the mall back home.

After looking around the store for about twenty minutes, we left with a bag each and went to another store. Next, we go over to some vintage store. It has really cute clothes and dresses. The kind of clothes I wear, vintage yet simple. I found a cute floral mini dress with a belt that went around the waist. Part of it was ruffled in the middle, it was super cute, I liked it a lot.

“That is so cute! Go try it on!” Hannah says, smiling and grabs the dress off the rack and puts it in my grasp before lightly pushes me toward the dressing rooms in the back of the store.

“I want to see you in it! Come out and show us after you have it on!” she states, smiling in my direction.

“Okay, will do!” I smile back and go back to the dressing room so I could try it on. Once I got it on, I walk out and find the girls so I can show them.

“You like?” I smile at them.

“Like it? I love it!” Hannah says, as I turn to see how it looks. I actually really liked it, it was cute.

“I do too! Should I get it?” I ask, looking at the two of them. Nichole and Hannah both nod. I put two thumbs up in their direction in agreement.

“I didn’t bring that much money with me, so I don’t know if I’ll have enough,” I said as I went back over to change out of the dress and in to my regular clothes. I grab the hanger with the dress on it and put my purse across my shoulder before meeting them out by the cash register.

“I could get it for you, it’d be my pleasure since your visiting and all,” she says sweetly, smiling a bit.

“Thanks! I really appreciate it,” I say and hand it over to her.

“No problem!” she smiles back. After she pays for it, we look around the mall a few more hours before we head back to Nichole’s house. We drag each of our bags inside and crash on Nichole’s bed. We were tired from the day. It was sure a fun day, though.



A couple hours later, I wake up and notice that it was dark outside as I glance out the window. What time is it? I wonder to myself as I scratch my head and yawn, stretching my arms above my head. I sit up and swing my legs over the side of her bed and stand up to stretch my legs. Looking over to the bed, Nichole and Hannah were both sound asleep on the bed.

I run a hand through my tattered and stringy hair as I slowly make my way over to the door. Once I open it quietly as I can, I slip out and slowly make my way down the stairs. I could hear voices in the living room, it sounded much like Harry and the boys.

As I walk in the room, I smile as Harry looks up to see me standing there. A wide, cheeky smile appears on his face.

“Hi Sam. I missed you today, love,” he runs over to me and pulls me in his arms. He pulls away a bit and places a soft kiss on my cheek and lightly pecks my lips before tightening his arms around my waist.

“Hi, babe. I missed you too!” I smile at him as he sits down next to me on the couch. I grab his hand and tangle my fingers with his.

“Where’s Nichole?” Louis asks, staring at me.

“Asleep, up in her room.” I mutter simply.

“Hannah?” Liam smiles at me. I smile at him.

“In Nichole’s room, they’re both out,” I reply as both the boys get up and rush toward the stairs. Less than a minute or two later, we heard tons of laughter erupt from upstairs. Soon enough, they came back down the stairs and we all sat around the living room, talking and laughing about our day for the next few hours.

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