Life Of A Bodyguard's Daughter. (One Direction/Harry Styles FanFiction)

Vancouver

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~Hannah's P.O.V~

I was not happy being awake at 5:00am in the morning. We had to get up, changed and have had breakfast before we got to the airport to get on the jet. The bus was already moving and had been for a while, I had been awake since 4:30am, I couldn't be bothered to get changed, so I was in my pjs eating some toast with a cup of tea, waiting to get on the plane. We were taking all our luggage on the plane with us and then the buses were going to drive to Vancouver in plenty of time for the concert tomorrow (27th July).

All of us girls were moaning in the tour bus because we were too tired and annoyed. Lauren was texting Louis, Eve was skyping Sophie on her laptop and I was sat there watching the BBC News (We had UK TV) and snuggling with a pillow in my pjs. I had my hair in a rough side plait and had these slipper boots on.

I was so bored of this channel and was just about to switch it over, when suddenly a video call from one of the other tour buses was coming through. Lauren and Eve were busy, Lou was upstairs with Lux, Caroline was talking to the driver and Gemma was still dozing upstairs. I accepted anyway and was greeted by Harry. Great. "Please don't look at me I look disgusting and I'm not happy being awake at this hour." He chuckled.

"Haha that's quite hard seeing as I have video called you. Where is everyone else?" I smiled at his sarcasm.

"Uh Lauren is texting Louis, Eve is skyping our friend Sophie, Lou is with Lux upstairs, Caroline is talking to the driver and Gemma is still dozing." I couldn't ignore the fact that Harry was sat, in nothing but his boxers, talking to me. His tanned body was covered in tattoos, his hair quiffed back and messy, he looked extremely hot.

There was something about him that intrigued me, he was mysterious, dark yet friendly, fun and immature. He had the perfect look, personality and humour. I wanted to be with him but I wanted to make him work for it.

"Ah cool then, so I'm just talking to you? Cool. Look I wanna start afresh. I haven't really spoken to you since I met you and that time when I pinned you against the wall, I don't even know why I did that. Sorry, can we start over again?" I felt my heart melt at the massive apology Harry just said to me. I nodded.

"Yeah it's all fine but ok we can start again." I then realised that I didn't want to make him work for me or play hard to get, I was just going to be myself, I didn't think he fancied me though so...

~Harry's P.O.V~

I made this massive speech to Hannah about how I wanted to start again and be friends but really I wanted to be more. She was absolutely beautiful, she didn't any make-up, she was perfect, her toned legs and stomach, her tanned skin, her smooth skin, not scared with any tattoos (not that I knew of), her beautiful blue eyes glistened in the light, her smile made me smile and she was just stunning. But I knew she didn't feel the same way and even if she did, her dad; Paul wouldn't allow it. I just wished she felt the same way about me...

~Hannah's P.O.V~

I told Harry to wait for a second so I could go and say "Hi" to Sophie on Skype. Then I popped back into the view of Harry and began talking to him. It felt like we spoke for hours on end when the buses suddenly came to a halt and I didn't know what was going on. "We're here." Harry saw the confusion on my face.

"Ah." I ended the call, grabbed a zip-up jacket, put it on, went and got everyone else, then got out the tour bus and went to load my luggage on my trolley. We were taking all our luggage on the plane with us and then the buses were driving to Vancouver. We were staying in a hotel near the airport and then travelling to the arena at god knows what time in the morning, hopefully not early.