The Streets Of London ~ A Harry Styles Love Story

Sofia have rented an apartment in London with her bestie, Emilie. They both have to work on each of their career. After packing out they are really tired and want some energy. By coincidence they ended in Starbucks, and that is were they meet Niall and Harry. What happens next? Only time will tell.

(This story is dedicated for my lovely friend Sofia and are based on our hopes and dreams ♥)


22. Welcome to Hawaii!

“Welcome to Hawaii.” said a sweet girl with olive coloured skin, dark hair and brown eyes. She was very a dress with flower print and on her head she had a wreath full of tropical flowers. It was the typical Hawaiian look. We had just stepped out of the jet and were walking down the stairs of the jet. The heat hit me like a wall. It was much warmer here than in London. Has we stepped down to the ground the girl gave us a wreath on each of our neck.

“Aloha.” she said and smiled. Harry laughed a little bit and then took my hand.


“I can’t wait to spend my time with you. Just you and I basically just relaxing the whole time and laying on the beach with a tequila sunrise in my hand.” he said as we walked down a narrow hall on the way go get of luggage. I couldn’t wait to get on the beach wearing a bikini… Oh wait.. I could wait, because honestly I hated wearing a bikini. I felt so uncomfortable in one. I mean everybody gets to see your entire body, and who likes that?

“Maybe we could take some hula lessons just for fun?” I suggested. That would include us wearing clothes and not just a bikini, so it would be great. I could hear Harry laughing next to me.

”I really can’t dance.”

“I don’t care if you can’t dance. It would be funny to try.” I tried to convince him.

“I don’t know Sof.” he sounded a bit unsure if he wanted to try. There were no sign of excitement.

“This could be a once in a lifetime thing, and you are missing it.” I said like it was a big deal, but I was just being sarcastic. He looked at me and smiled. “As long as I am with you, we can do anything you want to.” he kissed me on the cheek and continued; “And if you really want to, I say, we are going.”

“Harry if you don’t want to go, we don’t have to go.” I said as we waiting for our baggage at the baggage carousel. The first baggage arrived. It belonged to none of us. An old man walked straight to the baggage. “About time.” he said for himself with an British accent and lifted the baggage with a bit of trouble but he finally got it after a little bit.

“But.. It’s a one in a lifetime thing, right?” he said with a wink in his eyes. The next baggage was for an old lady. I observed her, as she walked headed the carousel and I could tell her weak arms couldn’t carried it alone. Harry followed my worried look and saw the lady. With some quick steps, he was next to the lady and lifted her luggage down for her. “There you go.” he said and smiled to the lady. How kind of him.

It took about 10 minutes before our baggage finally arrived. We left straight afterwards and found a cabdriver dressed in a nice black uniform holding a sign that said “Mr. Styles and Mrs. Styles”. Woaw strange. I must have been Mrs. Styles. I liked that. We now outside next to a cab.

“Are you ready for some amazing days with me? I have planned a lot of things to do.” Harry said and while the cabdriver filled the cab with our luggage. I was a bit surprised to hear that. I just thought we would take day of the time and slowly figure out what to do.

“Really?” I asked. “What have you planned?” We got into the black big cab and I sat down and fasten my seat belt. The cab was nice and cold from the air condition. It was also huge.

“I will keep it as a surprise” he said and smiled cunning. It took a raspberry from the fresh fruit basket, that were just in front of me next to the bottle of sparkling champagne.The cab started driving and Harry gave the driver the address: “223 Saratoga Road, Waikiki, Honolulu please”. Goodbye Honolulu International Airport. I will see you in a couple days. But before that I would just relax and have fun with my boyfriend, Harry.  I looked at Harry, who was busy studying Hawaii trough his window.It was rare I thought a man was beautiful. But as Harry just sat there, I kinda just realized how beautiful he was. I couldn’t believe he was mine and mine only. I looked out of the window. We were driving at some sort of highway. I could some white tall big buildings, probably hotels, and small white houses with palm trees in between and behind all of this where mountains. I looked out of Harry’s window. I was the the same, except no mountains and completely flat and there were the big blue ocean, that just looked so lovely.

It took 20 minutes before we were at the hotel. “Welcome to Trump International Hotel Waikiki Beach Walk.” said the cabdriver and opened the door. I stepped out of the car and looked at our hotel. Wow. It was huge. I looked at this tall glass building that a balcony at each floor all the way around. It looked amazing.
“You can see the ocean from here.” Harry said and peeped at the ocean. There were palm trees down the road. And other hotels near by, but there weren’t that pretty.

“Harry this is amazing.” I said as we were headed the hotel. A employer from the hotel took our luggage at some wheel thing for luggage. We entered the reception room which were in different nuances of brown and a beige couch and some beige armchair. At the brown glass tables stood fresh flowers. Behind the reception desk stood a Hawaiian woman dressed in a blue dress.

“Aloha.” she said and smiled. We walked headed the desk.
”Mr. Styles I suppose?” she asked and looked at Harry as we were there.

“Yes.” Harry said and sent her a smile.

“We have been expecting you and we are glad you picked our hotel. Your luggage will be sent to your room. If you need any room service just use the phone in your room. Here is the key and here is a brochure with everything we have to offer.” she handled Harry a key and a brochure.

“Thanks.” he said pleased.  

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