The Girl Next Door

Beka was just a normal girl who had to move to England for her father's military career. Little did she know that her new next door neighbor is one of her idols. Read more to find out what happens with these two people and how moving to England can be the best thing ever.


18. Chapter 17 Prom

*Harry’s POV*

“Well, if you feel that strongly about it, then why don’t y’all have your own prom?” Rebekah said. An idea popped into my head. Everyone really should go to prom, so why not make one for Rebekah? Ya, that’s what I’ll do; we can have a make-shift prom at my house. My mom and sister could help me plan and decorate and everyone else could help me keep her distracted.

The Next Day

*Rebekah’s POV*

I woke up curled up to Harry in bed. I kissed him and his eyes fluttered open. “Morning, babe.” I said.

“Morning, love.”

“Rebekah, we’re going out today, so get up and get dressed.” Lisa said, coming into the room, and then walking back out.

“Guess I better get up then.” I said. I got up, grabbed my clothes: , and went to the bathroom to change. When I got back, Harry was gone. I went downstairs and Sara, Zayn, Louis, and El, were gone; it was me, Niall, Lisa, Liam, and Dustie. “Is it just us?”

“Yep.” Niall said.

“We thought we’d show you around London.” We left after everyone ate breakfast and were out for about half the day. When we came home I went up to my room and saw a dress lying on the bed, along with jewelry and shoes, in front of it on the floor: I walked over to the bed and saw a note: Dear Rebekah, This outfit is for you, put it on and come downstairs. -Harry.xx I went downstairs and saw all the boys in tuxes and the girls in dresses.





“What is going on?” I asked.

“Wait for it…” Louis said. A few seconds later, the doorbell rang. You went to the door and opened it, revealing Harry, in a tux.

“You look beautiful, love.” He said kissing me.

“Thanks, you too, but what’s going on?” I asked.

“Come with me.” He said, taking my hand in his and entwining our fingers, everyone else following us. We walked to Harry’s house and went inside. My jaw dropped. There was music playing, balloons, streamers, other decorations, it was prom.

“So, what do you think?”

“Did you do all of this for me?” I asked, smiling at him.

“Ya, but I had help. I probably never would have gotten this done without Gem, my mum, the boys and girls.”

“You guys are amazing. I love y’all.” I said, tearing up a bit. This is seriously one of the nicest things anyone’s ever done for me. They all ‘awed’ and brought me into a group hug. I laughed, trying not to cry, as we pulled away. Harry came up to me and held out his hand, giving a small bow.

“May I have this dance?” He asked, as This Kiss by Carly Rae Jepson came on.

“You may.” I said, taking his hand, letting him lead me to the living room. I noticed that they moved all of the furniture to make a dance floor. We all danced for a while, when Kiss Me, by Ed Sheeran came on, my favorite Ed Sheeran song. “I love this song!” I said, as Harry put his hands on my waist and I put my arms around his neck. I rested my head on his shoulder as we started swaying to the music. “Thank you, Harry.” I said, looking up at him, smiling.

“Of course, love. You know I’d do anything for you.” He smiled down at me and pecked my lips. The rest of the time was spent dancing, and talking and laughing about random things. To be honest, I’m glad I didn’t go to prom, because I don’t think I would’ve ever been able to experience this, and my relationship with Harry could have ended up being just some far fantasy. This really didn’t compare to anything I ever would have expected prom to be… it was better.

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