Educate _ h.s

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Hollie

"I'm coming!" I shout to Harry downstairs, who was getting impatient. I ran downstairs, in my black heels and was soon met by him. In black jeans and a deep blue shirt with way to many buttons un-buttoned, but enough that he looks dapper. He looks at me in my red dress and black heels. "You look fucking gorgeous." He says. I smile and peck his lips. I mumble a 'thank you' and he guides me out into his car.

Friday had rolled around again and Harry was taking me out, once again. But, instead of one night, a whole weekend. Away in London. Harry had made me get all dressed up for this evenings activities, although that also involved a three hour drive from Holmes Chapel to London, but time with Harry meant the world to me, and I wasn't about to stat complaining. Ten minutes into our drive, I asked what else was happening tonight. "Its a secret." He says, keeping his eyes on the road. I shake my head. "Please, or I'll carry on asking you the whole way there." I threat. He looks at me at sighs. "Thing is, I know you will" He laughs. "Jazz Club, I'm taking you to a Jazz Club. Ronnie Scott's to be exact." He says. I smile. "I've always wanted to go Ronnie Scott's." I tell him. "I know, you mentioned on our first date, so I pulled some strings." He says, I stare at the man who has quite possibly, blown me away with the effort he has put into our weekend get away. "Thank you, for coming away from Hazel for the weekend, I know how difficult it can be, but I don't want to pull you and Hazel apart, I know your very close. She looks up to you so much." I say, he turns his head to me and smiles. "It's cool, my Mum was moaning because she hasn't had her stay in a while, and I wanted us to have a little get away so it made sense. She looks up to you a lot you know Hols," He tells me. I look at Harry in confusion. "What do you mean?" I ask. "She's always telling me how, she 'wants to be a teacher like Hollie'. She really adores you Hols," He smiles. I smile and look at my lap.

"Hollie, we are here baby," Harry says, I feel him stroking my arm in order to wake me up nicely. I open my eyes to see Harry at my side of the car with the door open. I undo my seat belt and get out gradually. I turn to see Harry with both our suitcases. Harry's black one and my Ted Baker one in his other hand. I offer to take it but he shakes his head. We walk into the grand hotel, which quite frankly, takes my breath away and leaves me speechless. I look at Harry, who seems completely unfazed by whats around him. In the corner of my eye, I see Harry getting our room then heading towards the lift. I quickly follow him.

Walking into our room was honestly more breath taking and made my heart stop. Harry seems like this is all nothing, when to me its everything. This man has honestly spent his money on me and taken me to one of the nicest hotels I have ever to step into. I look at Harry who smiles at me from the bed. I look around more. Observing the fact that there's a massive bed, a big bath with is just begging to be filled up with bubbles and a person, a walk in shower, a TV bigger than my arms put together and lastly, a man, a man who's smiling at me whilst watching me observe everything. I walk over to him and his arms wrap around my waist. I snuggle my head into his chest and say 'thank you' under my breath. "Your welcome gorgeous." He says kissing my head. "Wanna get going to the Jazz Club?" He asks and I nod. I slowly bring my lips to his and we kiss momentarily.

I sipped my glass of white wine as Harry's arm was laying across my shoulders. The Jazz was soothing and I loved it. "So, Hols," Harry says breaking the comfortable silence we had been sharing. I hummed in reply. "Tell me a little about your self." He says. I laugh a little. "I'm pretty boring, not a lot to tell." I laugh. He smiles, "I'm sure there's a lot to know." He says playing with my fingers placed in my lap.

Harry and I discussed so much in our time at the club, and honestly, I loved it, everything about it was perfect. We currently, just walked out of Ronnie Scotts, hand in hand and were thinking about where to go next. Harry turned me so we are both staring at each other. He sighed out. "Hols, I'm a single Dad." He tells me, I raise my eyebrow. "I get limited nights out, even when I have a night out I'm constantly worrying about Hazel." He adds, I nod. Where was he going with this? "For the first night ever, since I've had Hazel, I've been able to have my head else where, I know that sounds bad, but I need nights where I don't have a worry. So, I'm here with the second worlds most beautiful girl, the first being Hazel" He winks making me laugh. "I want to run wild, Hols, I'm twenty five, I have an eight year old daughter, I want to run wild. I want to be in my teens again, just for one night." He tells me, I nod. "So what do you want to do?" I ask. "London Eye." He states. "Then a walk along the Thames, with you." He smiles.

It didn't take us long to get a train to Waterloo, of then which we walked from there past a few coffee shops and then to the London Eye. It was way bigger than I thought. The dark skyline making it look beautiful. "Its so much better in the night, London, I mean" Harry tells me, I nod. We get in the short line for the Eye and soon get on. It wasn't busy so we had a whole capsule to our self's. "God this is amazing," Harry says hugging me as we look over. Harry points to a building and tells me that's where part of the James Bond film was recorded. We reach the top and it dawns on Harry. "We are at the top." He tells me. "I know, Haz, I can see." I laugh. He pokes me in the ribs and makes us both laugh. Our lips meet and gently caress each others lips. He pulls me closer to me and I can't help but feel so content at the moment. My hands find their way up his body and too his neck, then forward on to his hair. Pushing my finger in and gently massaging his head, he rubs my back soothingly. We soon pull away and notice that we had moved from the top and are slowly starting to descend. "You're the first person I've even kissed since Hazel's arrival." He whispers. I smiled at Harry. Soon enough its time for us to get off and luckily we get off in time, without them having to stop the whole wheel. Harry's hand instantly connects with mine as we wonder the streets. "There's a McDonalds up there, fancy a McFlurry?" Harry asks and I nod.

Sitting down in the small McDonalds, which didn't exactly make sense. With The London Eye, London Dungeons and Aquarium, you would think there would be a big McDonalds since its such a big business. I couldn't stop staring at the gorgeous man in front of me who was coincidentally, being a dork as normal. He smiles at me as he catches my stare. His lips begin to move and I don't catch a word, I just smile. He nudges me and I soon come back into the room. "I said do you want to try a bit of my McFlurry?" He laughs. I ask which one it is and he tells me it is a crunchie one. I nod and the spoon starts to come towards my face. I taste the McFlurry and hum in delight. Harry smiles at me and then speaks, "Your so beautiful, Hols." He says. I smile and look down. "You don't need to be shy, promise." He tells me. "How about we go back to the hotel and get in the Jacuzzi?" He asks. I nod.

We got the taxi back, making it not as long and we soon got up to our hotel room. I got changed into the bikini Harry made sure I brought, I now see why. I meet Harry out on the balcony. The cold London air hits me, making me shiver. "It's fucking freezing." I moan. I look at Harry who has already got in and is probably really warm. Fucker. "Stop moaning and come get in, you'll be a lot warmer" He smirks. I roll my eyes and proceed to make my way over to him. Climbing in, the warm water hits me and makes me feel warmer than I did seconds ago. "Wine?" Harry asks holding two glasses of white wine in his hands. I nod and smile. Taking a sip I smile and keep eye contact with Harry. You can see the whole of London from here. It's all lit up and looks stunning. I find my self not wanting to be in any other place right now. "So, come on, tell me more about your self Hols," Harry says wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into his side. Before I speaking, I take a sip of my wine. "Well, I have a sister? Her names Anna, definitely the favorite. Um, I love prawn cocktail crisps, essential." I laugh. Harry's head rests on my shoulder as he laughs. "What about you?" I ask Harry. "Well, my favorite crisps are cheese and onion, oh! You know the Pomme Bear ones? I always put them in mine and Hazel's lunches." He says. I giggle. There's a small silence, not awkward, before Harry speaks up. "I could stay here forever, I feel so content." He tell me. I nod and agree. I feel content too.