The Next Door Neighbour 3

Katie and Harry seem extremely happy until they hit a bump in their relationship. When something or should I say someone gets in the way of their love, how will they solve their issues?

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Katie's POV

I lent my head back against the wooden wall as Harry held me tightly. Thoughts raced though my head about the past week in Paris. About Harry, about Niall, about Clive, about my Dad. Why didn't he invite me to my own Grandma's birthday party? I was her Granddaughter, well at least i always thought I was. Maybe Grandma requested for me not to be invited. Maybe she hates me! No, wy would she hate me, I havn't spoken to her since Mum's funreal. Well at least I think I spoke to her then, I kinda lost my memory. Maybe that why she hates me, I havn't spoken to her for ages. Or maybe Dad did just forgot.But how could he forget bout his own daughter!

"Fooooood!" An irish voice shouted as the coach came to a haulth.

The sound interupted my thoughs and the word food made me suddenly feel extremly hungrey. I climbed down the ladder with Harry behind me.

"What were you thinking about back then?" he asked, as we all climbed of the bus.

"Nothing," i replied.

"Yes you were, you were staring into space," He laughed, imatating me staring into space and biting my lip.

"I was not biting my lip," I answered.

"Well I saw you," He replied.

"So?" i asked. "I know what i was doing and biting my lip was not one of them,"

"Don't worry you looked hot," he smirked.

I felt my cheeks burning up, me and Harry had been dating for god knows how long yet every time he completments me I feel all...excited. I get butterflies in my stomach and my heart aches.

We walked into a small French cafe, were Liam was ordering us some food. I toke a seat by a window, knowing that my French probably wouldn't help them.

"Come on," Harry said, holding out his hands.

I tock themboth and he pulled me upoutof my seat, I followed him back to the tour bus and we climbed back into our original space, only this timewith food.

I started to nibble on a couple of chips, still caught up in my thoughts.

"Ok, don't deny you weren't thinking just then," harry laughed.

"I don't see why you care so much,I'm aloud to think, am I not?" i questioned.

"Your turning british!" Harry exclaimed.

I laughed. "Oh my god! I like tottally am!" I smiled.

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