Alice's POV
“That line was just too fucking slow!” Both me and Harry flew up to our sitting positions when Niall spoke to us. He came walking towards us. Since he was eating, he hadn't payed attention to what was just about to happen. What was about to happen?
“Here's your hotdogs.” he looked up on me and Harry while handing over them to us. “What were you up to when I was gone?”
Harry stretched himself while he looked nervously ahead of him, I was doing the same thing until I realized that Niall were waiting for an answer. But I didn't know what to answer, was there a kiss that was about to happen? Or was it just my imagination?
“Hello? Is it so hard to...” Niall stopped in the middle of the sentence. “Oh, I see.” He looked in to Harry's eyes and then in to mine, after that he shook his head and sat down in between me and Harry.
The rest of the time we spent by the pond Niall was the one keeping a conversation going with jokes and random comments about stuff. Harry sat quiet most of the time, it looked like he was deeply in to his thoughts, almost like he shut us out. He looked so fragile.
“So I said to her...” Niall kept on talking about some girl that he know, or maybe knew, I didn't pay enough attention to him to keep up with the story. It wasn't just Harry that had a lot on his mind, by the way it looked like.
What has happened these few days? On Monday I've known One Direction for two weeks, and also, on Monday I've been attracted to Harry for two weeks. It's not the attraction that you get via pictures, internet, interviews, movies etc. with other words, not a “fangirl attraction”, more like a physical attraction, chemistry. Maybe it's all in my head, that this whole other world has made my mind go wild, but there has been more than one time that we've had an almost kiss. His lips and eyes drives me crazy, everything about him is so, sexy. I hate to admit it, 'cause he's a real tease, but I want him.
“Maybe it is time to go back, it's getting late.” I rose up from the ground like the other two and we walked back in silence. I guess mister Sandman came with his sand and made us sleepy.
When we got back to the hotel the time was 12:47am. The lobby was empty and we walked directly to the elevators that took us to our floor. Goodnights and closing doors was the last loud sounds that night, at least the last spoken sound. My mind had a screaming war, heart against brain.
Harry's POV
I wonder if she's asleep, or maybe she's up not being able to sleep as well? Maybe she's laying awake in her bed thinking about me, maybe, just maybe, she's thinking of what happened in the park. The, well, the kiss that didn't happen 'cause Niall just had to appear when it was about to happen. The weird thing in all of this is that I get so annoyed by her. She's talking so much, she's too excited and she's too kind for her own sake. Still I can't help but want to push her against a wall and put my lips all over her body.
*marimba*
“WHAT THE HELL!” I woke up right away. I hate that fucking noise. I'm not even gonna call it tune, sound or whatever word you can use to describe that kind of source. It's been a year or so since I said that I was going to change my wake-up signal, have I? Nope. Am I changing it now? I looked at the time and the answer was pretty clear, nope. I didn't have the time to do that, I'm late for rehearsal.
After making myself a little presentable I quickly grabbed breakfast and ran downstairs, not that it's much running since I'm in a damn elevator, but I was being as fast as I could.
“Good morning Harry, why in such a rush?” Alice...
“Late, rehearsal you know.” I gave her a fake smile and was about to run away, but her hand grabbed my arm and dragged me back.
