Diner Girl *Harry Styles Love Story*

Chapter 54

*Warning: Sexual contact in this chapter. Skip if uncomfortable reading it.*

"That is so pretty!" I squealed as I smiled at the surroundings around me.

"Faith," Harry pauses and looks at me with a bored stare. "Thats a tree."

"I know, but its a really pretty tree!" I say and gasp when the one thing I have always wanted to see appears in front of me. "No way!" The tall structure towers over everybody in Paris and as I grow closer, I get more and more excited to climb to the top. "Take a picture of me with it!" I say to Harry before tossing him my cracked iPhone.

"You should really get this fixed." He says after opening my camera.

"Thats pointless," I wave it off. "Why would I waist money to fix a phone that works perfectly fine?"

"Because the screen is cracked and its going to eventually cut you, Faith."

"Its fine, Harry. Just take the picture." I demand before posing in front of the Eiffel Tower. He playfully rolls his eyes then holds up the thin phone as I smile brightly. The sound of a camera clicking fills my ears and when he lowers the phone, I know he is done.

"My turn." He says and hands me my phone. I smile and laugh as he pretends to hold the Eiffel Tower in his hand, hoping he realizes that it isn't working out too well.

"Didn't you already take a picture like this when you came here with the boys?" I ask after taking the photo. Harry nods his head up and down.

"Yeah, but it didn't work as well as I thought it would."

"This one didn't work out that great either." I tell him then laugh as he rolls his eyes. "Let's take a selfie in front of the Eiffel Tower before we do something else." I tell him then move next to him so we could take the picture. We both smile at the camera before I take it. I was about to look at the picture until Harry smashed his lips on to mine, making me hit the camera button once again. When I looked at the picture, I smiled brightly. It was surprisingly really cute and not blurry. The Eiffel Tower was in the background and it was the most romantic picture we have taken so far. I set it as my lock screen then slide my phone into my back pocket. "What's next?"

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"Can I just have a water with lemon, please?" I ask the waitress who has been flirting with Harry the entire time we have been at this restaurant. He doesn't seem to notice, but it still bothers me. The girl nods her head then looks at my boyfriend.

"And what about you?" She bats her eyelashes and I roll my eyes.

"A coke please." She nods and writes it down before telling us she would be right back with our drinks.

"She needs to stop flirting with you." I say and Harry arches his eyebrow into the air.

"She isn't flirting with me."

"Are you blind!?" I gasp and he tells me to shush. "Don't tell me to 'shush.' I'm being serious, Harry."

"Faith, she isn't doing anything. You're just being paranoid."

"Paranoid about what?" I eye him carefully.

"That I will think she is better than you." He says and looks down at his phone that coincidentally buzzed during our conversation. I take a peak at his phone and see Madison's name pop up. My right eyebrow lifts into the air and Harry realizes what he had said, his eyes showing panic. "Wait," I begin to stand up. "Thats not what I meant!" He screams without realizing that I saw the text message from his ex-girlfriend, only worrying about what slipped out of his mouth. I put my hand up and throw my napkin on to the table top.