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?


7. 7. New York, New York

Chapter 7:

I was in the shower, thinking about last night. How Harry could make me feel so special.

I was only in a towel, when somebody turned me around by the waist.

"Good morning beautiful", Harry said, looking into my eyes, and kissing me, "what are you doing today?".

"Packing, since it's the last day at the hotel, and I think Cara and I are going shopping later".

"Well, we're leaving at 2 pm, so I guess I'll se you then", he said.

"Yeah, you will".

"And by the way. I had a lot of fun last night. Hope you did too", he said.

"I certainly did", I answered with a grin, but I could feel, how I was a bit nervous about it.

After breakfast, Cara and I went shopping. We went to Primark, Topshop, and loads of other places. We were totally exhausted when we returned to the hotel at 1. We went to our rooms to pack our stuff.

Spending the next week in New York, was going to be absolutely amazing. I had never visited the city, so I was very excited. Even though we were going to be in the plain for a long time. Actually 6 hours. We all sat in the small bus with tinted windows. When we arrived at the airport, a bunch of fans screamed at us, and wanted pictures with the boys. I was surprised when a girl asked to get a picture with me and Cara. Must be because of the Twitter and Facebook updates, where we are tagged.

"You and Harry are so cute together. Good luck.", the girl said, as she left us.

We went to get coffee before going on the plain. When we arrived, we went straight to the hotel in taxi. Looking out of the window, I could see the tall buildings, museums and theaters. I wish I lived here.

The hotel was huge. When we had got our keys, we were going up the elevator to the room. I was kinda surprised when Harry said: "I have requested a room for both of us". He opened the door, and it was a beautiful room, with a gigantic bed and flowers on the tables. The bathroom had an even bigger jacuzzi than the last hotel room.

I was not used to this kind of luxury. My dad died when I was 5, and my mum was the only one working when James and I were children.

"It's amazing", I said, holding his hand, "I can't believe you did this".

"Anything for you".

Three days past. We had a lot of fun in city and in the hotel. At the fourth day, the boys were doing a concert, and Cara and I were going to see them. We sang all the songs with them, and had a blast. They were amazing. And it was incredible seeing Harry up there. In his 'What Makes You Beautiful' solo, he looked at me. I blushed, and my heart beaded so fast, like only Harry could make it do.

At 12pm we all arrived at the hotel again. Harry and I went to our room.

"What about some roomservice? I'm starving", he asked.

"Yeah, sounds great, Harry".

We watched a movie and ate the food. He kept poking me, and tickling me.

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