Summer Love- Harry Styles Fanfic

"We're spending the summer in England."
Hold on what? 17 year old Jayda has to spend her summer in England. You'd think she'd be happy, but no. She has to spend her summer 300,000,000,000 miles away from her best friend Siena. They were planning on the best summer ever! But when she meets Harry will her attitude about England change? Will she have met her summer love?


2. Off to England

My alarm went off at 3:30 AM. I rushed to get a shower and packed some last things. Also, I packed my carry on. I went downstairs for breakfast. I put some waffles in the toaster and waited. When I was finished, I grabbed my suitcases and packed them in our car. "Honey, can you go tell your brother to come on." My mom asked. I knew that little twerp was gonna play something. But, I'm not mom. I'm dragging that kid out one way or another. I pounded on his door. "THOMAS COME ON!" I shouted. "I'm tired." He said. "IF YOU DONT COME OUT OF THIS ROOM IN FIVE SECONDS, IM DRAGGING YOU OUT." I shouted again at the door. I heard shuffling and then he soon came out. My work here is done. I followed him downstairs. "Wow, that's a new record. I'm sending you to wake him up all the time." My mom said shocked. I walked past her and sat in the car.

We drove to the airport in silence. Thank god. When we got there, we still had 45 minutes until boarding. My mom went to the restroom. "Rob, I'm going to go to the vending machine. Want anything?" I asked. He shook his head no. I made my way to the machine and got a cereal bar and water. I walked back to where my family was seated and pulled out my phone. I tweeted:

@beautybythebook: At the airport. -.-

Some of my YouTube fans retweeted and mentioned me.

"All flights for England please go to gate 7 at this time." The intercom said.

We all got up and went to the plane. We boarded and I sat next to a girl I really was terrified of. She kept talking and asking if I wanted to visit her. She thought my name was Gracie...

While she was in the bathroom. I ran to sit with a guy who was pretty hot. "Hi, can I sit here?" I asked. He nodded and I sat down. "So what's your name?" I asked. "Austin. What's yours?" He asked. "Jayda." I said. "All passengers, turn off any electronic devices and buckle your seat belts at this time." The intercom spoke. I did as I was told as the plane took off.

After a while, I turned and went to sleep.

I woke up and Austin was wide awake. "Well hello sleepyhead." He said. I giggled. "How much longer?" I asked. "About three hours." He said. I rolled my eyes and sat back.

The flight attendant came around with the cart. Chicken soup or a burger? Definitely the burger. I took one and handed Austin his. The rest of the flight we talked about cheese and I gave him my number. "Please buckle your seat belts. We are landing in ten minutes." The intercom spoke. You could hear the click of everyone's seatbelts.

When the plane landed, I went to my mom and we went to fetch our baggage. I got my bags and we took them to our car.

My parents could see that I was still mad. "Hey, look on the bright side, you'll see new places and meet new people." Rob said.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, "You can do that in LA, so your point is invalid."

We arrived at the townhouse. I observed all the rooms quickly. "Mom can I pleaseeeee have the room with the master bathroom? Plus the lighting is good in that room for my videos. Pleassseeee?" I begged. She gave in. "If it'll put you in a better mood." She said. I squealed and went to the room. "Thank you thank you!" I said. I raced to unpack. That did take long at all. "Mom can I go for a walk?" I asked. She nodded and handed me a key. I grabbed my vlog camera and my wallet. Once I got outside I turned my camera on. "Hey guys!! So I'm in London right now and I'm walking to go find a Starbucks." I spoke to the camera. A couple of people stared, but I was used to it. I finally found a Starbucks and walked in. "I found one!" I said to the camera.

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