A Day to Remember

When Jodie; a normal 17 year old girl flies across the Globe to New York, will everything run smoothly or will her worries come true? When she finds out singing sensations One Direction are on the same flight, will it be a day to remember for a good or bad reason? (15+)


16. The morning after

Jodie's POV:

I was the only one awake; everyone else was sound asleep still. I make my way to the kitchen where I begin making myself toast and tea. Two muscular arms cuddle my waist. I look up, “you look good in this dress” he kisses my neck, “Harry someone could see us at any time now!” “But they won’t, no one’s up” I shrug him off. “We can’t just in case” I say trying my hardest to reject him. That completely failed when he turned me around and pinned my against the wall “just one kiss? I’ve missed you” he pouts. “I laid next to you all last ni-“ I was cut off by Harry’s lips smashing onto mine. I grabbed the back of his head and played with his curls. He moans slightly before pulling away. “We’ll continue this later” he winks at me as he walks to the fridge. “Oh hi you two” Danielle says. Well that was close. “Hi Dani, how d’ya feel this morning?” “Do you need to ask?” she says letting out a small laugh. “So, decided what you’re doing for your birthday yet?” Danielle asks. “Nope, still haven’t got a clue”. “It’s your birthday? When?”” Harry blurts out “Next Thursday” I say. “Oh ok”. “Whose birthday is when?” Louis walks in confused. “Jodie’s apparently next Thursday.” Harry gives me a stare as if to say you didn’t tell me. “So you’ll be 18 in less than a week! You won’t be needing that fake ID for the clubs anymore” Louis jokes.


Harry’s POV:

“Me and Jodie are off now, see you later everyone” I say as we exit the house. Our taxi was already out the front waiting for us, so we step in straight away.


Jodie’s POV:

We get inside my house, “Finally I have you all to myself” Harry says; his voice stays low. I give into his pleads and place my lips on his. I feel him smile during the kiss. “I’ve been dying for that” he says pulling away.


My phone buzzes-

From: Unknown            To: Jodie

I can see you, you should probably close that curtain.. you never know who’s watching in on you.


Well that was weird. I make my way to the window to see if I notice anyone. No one to be seen, great. I quickly replied;

To: Unknown                 From: Jodie

Who is this?


From: Unknown            To: Jodie

You’ll see soon.


I don’t bother texting back as it creeped me out. Who was this? I scanned my mind thinking of anyone it could be.  No one sprung to mind.

“You alright love?” Harry looked at me, “sit down, you look like you’ve seen a ghost”. “I’ve got to pop out to the shops, seeing as we can’t be seen together alone, you’ll have to stay here. I won’t be long”. Just as the door shuts, my phone buzzes again;


From: Unknown            To: Jodie

I see you’re on your own now;)..


Great now I’m on my own and there’s some freak watching my every move. “Niall can you come to Harry’s” I stutter over the phone. “Yeah, what’s up?” “I just need someone with me please”.


Niall’s POV:

I received a weird phone call from Jodie. Something was wrong I could tell. I got to Harry’s as fast as I could. “Jodie, you in there? It’s me, Niall” I bang on the door. She opened up and pulled me in, locking the door behind her. “What’s up? What are you doing?” I ask. “I didn’t want to tell anyone but I’ve been getting weird texts, they’re creeping me out. Someone’s watching me” she trembles. She shows me the texts and yeah they’re strange. “Do you know who it could be?” “I haven’t got a clue” “You need to tell Harry. If you’re staying here, he needs to know. He’ll keep you safe” “No. I can’t.. Just please stay here til he gets back”. I sit on the sofa with Jodie’s head against my lap, I don’t really know what to say and how to comfort her.. Should I tell Harry? I don’t understand the big deal about telling him.


Harry’s POV:

“Why was Niall here?” I ask Jodie inquisitively. “Oh, I fancied some company while you was out” her tone told me different, was she covering something up? I shook it off and decided to move on from the subject, “What do you want for dinner?” I shout from the kitchen. “Anything. You pick” I hear her mumble. Something was on her mind and for some reason she wasn’t telling me.

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