The Perfect Summer

Emma, an 18-year-old girl from Brighton, had planned the perfect summer with her best friend. Going on tour and traveling around the world, with British boy band, One Direction. But was it going to that perfect?


4. 4. A great view

Chapter 4:

I heard a knock on the door, and grabbed my purse.

"Wow", Harry said as I opened the door, "you look gorgeous".

"Thanks, you look really handsome, too" I said, blushing.

He took a step towards me.

"I'm really sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to... You know...".

"Oh, that's okay", I said, smiling.

When I'm close too him, I suddenly become nervous and is easily embarrassed. But I liked being around him too. I get a big smile on my face, and feel like the world is like a fairytale.

"Can we go?" He asked, taking my hand (I blushed again, typical).

"Yeah, where are we going?".

"We are in London. I thought we should see it".

There was very silent in the elevator, and I could practically feel his eyes on me. A bit awkward.

When we got to the car he opened the passengers seat for me. The whole ride we talked.

We talked about the other guys, and when we laughed, he put his hand on my knee. His touching made me shiver, and I starred at him, while his eyes were at the road. After about 20 seconds of me starring, he turned his face, and asked: "what are you looking at?", still laughing.

"Oh", I now looked at my hands, and giggled. How embarrassing. He was just so...

I didn't sense where we were going, so when we parked I asked where we were.

"I have a reserved a table at this restaurant."

We went in, and it was this beautiful room. It must have cost him a fortune.

We sat at the table and ordered.

Laughing and talking we got through the first meal.

"So, tell me more about yourself" he said, as we ordered a brownie for share.

"There's not much to tell. I live in Brighton with my mum. I have a big brother, as you know. I have just graduated from college, and is looking for my own place, now that I am 18." I said.

"More. What do you do in your spare time?".

"Ehm, I work as a model, and I like to draw, and I play the piano".

"Uh, you are creative. And I can understand how you could be a model. You are beautiful", Harry said.

"Thanks", I blushed again, "I have always liked One Direction. Cara is a big fan".

We shared the brownie, which I thought was very romantic.

"Well, we better get going. It's already 9 o'clock", he said.

I have to say, I was a little disappointed. We had only been out for like two and a half hour.

We got in the car, but he drove further into the city.

"Where are we going? This isn't the way back to the hotel". I asked confused.

"We're not going home yet, love. We have one more stop." He answered my question.

"Well, I'm looking forward to it", I said, not that disappointed anymore.

We arrived at the destination. London Eye. I was scared of heights, but I couldn't tell him that. I started shivering a bit.

"Are you okay, babe?". He looked worried at me, when we stood in the line. 'Babe', I used to think it was a bit weird when boys called their girlfriends it, not that I'm his girlfriend, but you know. Though I really liked it when he did it.

"Yeah, I'm fine".

"Scared of heights?".

"A little", I said.

"That's cute", he took my hand as we stepped in.

We went further and further up, and it was just beautiful. It was dark, and the city lights and stars just looked amazing.

"It's so beautiful", I said.

"Like you", Harry said.

He looked into my eyes, holding my hands.

"I really like you Emma".

"I like you too Harry", I said.

And then he kissed me. It was amazing. I could feel my cheeks turn red, and my ears were buzzing. My heart pounding like never before.

He pulled away, after a few seconds. Looking into my eyes.

I looked into his, and I kissed him again. He was gentle, holding me around my waist, one of my hands at his neck, the other one in his curly hair.

I suddenly weren't scared of heights anymore.

When we went back to the hotel he held my hand all the way to my room.

I turned around, looking at him, before entering in my room.

"I've had a wonderful evening. Thanks." I said.

"You're welcome" he said, and kissed me again. I felt my cheeks blush again.

What a great night.

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