CHAPTER 7

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We got on the plane, Harry sat down next to me. I reached for my suitcase, putting my suitcase above the seat. As I reached up my top revealed my stomach a bit, I could feel Harry’s eyes on my front, I looked behind me, and Niall was staring at me from behind. I sat down, feeling uncomfortable with their gazes. Harry was back on his phone. I put my head back, falling asleep…

I woke with a sudden jolt we were flying lower into the airport, I was lying on Harry’s chest fast asleep. I liked lying there, it made me feel safe, secure,

‘Sorry.’ I muttered, awkwardly, sitting up, pushing my hair out of my face,

‘Its fine.’ He reached down and passed me my bag. I went to get the bags from above the seat, but Harry did it for me,

‘Such a gentleman.’ Zayn joked, pushing him down the aisle. When we boarded off the plane it took my breath away. Palm trees swayed in the light breeze, the sun shone down like a hot beacon. The sky was a deep shade of aqua, clouds streamed lazily across the skyline. The heat waved opon me the moment I stepped of the airplane. A taxi was waiting for us, I climbed in beside Zayn.

‘This is amazing!’ I shouted, staring out the window.

‘The hotel has a pool and everything.’ Zayn laughed, ‘Your really excited!’

‘First time I’ve been abroad!’ I replied,

‘Lets make sure its your best?’ Harry winked…

When we pulled up to the villa, I helped Harry pull the suitcases out, wheeling them into the apartment. It was amazing. The place we were staying was massive, it belonged to only us. We dropped the luggage, me and Louis ran out to the back to see the pool. The sun shone down on the massive pool, it glistened in the sun-light,

‘Wow.’ Louis shared a glance with me, grinning,

‘LOOK AT THIS!’ I yelled, some of the lads wandered out for an inspection,

Harry walked over to the pool.

‘Do you reckon its deep?’ He asked, standing over the edge, looking down expectantly.

‘Wanna find out?’ I asked,

He went to reply, but my hand collided with his hard back, shoving him roughly into the pool, he fell in with a splash, there was a chorus of laughing while he came to the surface, spluttering for breath, glaring at me.

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