All Aria always wanted was to become a successful singer. Her dream came true but she never thought that at one interview, her life could change forever.
He had emerald green eyes that you could get lost in, a mop of chocolate brown curls, that per...
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Aria's POV
The plane just landed here in London, I can't believe in about an hour I'm going to meet Harry's parents.. No pressure at all..
Right now we are in Harry's car he has here in London -a shiny black Range Rover- and are on our way to his house to get ready for dinner with Harry's parents.
"Hey, you okay?" Harry asks putting his hand on my thigh and his other one on the steering wheel.
"Yeah, just a bit nervous." I respond looking at him. He takes his eyes of the road for a split second looking at me, squeezing my thigh and put his eyes back on the road.
"Don't be baby, they'll love you." He acts like it's so easy, I know he was also nervous last week when we visited my family so he has to know how I feel right now.
It feels like a million butterflies are flying all around my tummy, my hands are shaky and feels wet. I hate this feeling and Harry is also not a good help. I didn't respond to him and just stared out of the car window looking at London. What a beautiful city, I truly love this city and can really see myself living here with Harry someday.
Not long after Harry pulled into a drive way. Before me is a big white house, the house really looked like those you see in the magazines.
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"You live here?" I ask in awe.
"Yeah." Harry chuckled. "Come on."
We both climbed out of the car and walked to the back of the car and get out all our luggage. Harry then lead me to his house.
Once we were inside I was speechless. It was truly amazing. The living room had white walls with some pictures on the walls. There were a L-shaped sofa in black with a flat screen TV. At the nearest wall were all the awards and stuff the boys had won.
"Come, I'll show you the bedroom." Harry said from behind me giving me a kiss on the cheek then turn around to walk up the stairs with our luggage in his hands. I follow behind him up the stairs to his bedroom.
Upstairs there were four doors, all leading to different rooms. I followed Harry to the door at the end of the hall, I guess this is his room. He opened the heavy looking black door and step into the room, me following right behind him. I was stunned at what I saw in front of me. His room had a greyish theme with white walls and furniture. He had a king size bed with dark grey and white sheets on. And a big window looking over the whole city. Overall it was very neat, not exactly what I expected from Harry..
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