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chapter 4 ··gps, walks and crushes··

*SOFIA'S POV*

man that was fun.

after eating we went for  a walk.

"sofia, come with me.." harry whispered, backing away from everybody

else holding my hand.

we looked like a happy couple...

no, no you didin't

maybe a lit-

NO

fiiinnnneee

minutes seem like ours walking around london and i was egsosted.

"harry, were are we?"

"were at..at..."

oh crap

"were lost, aren't we?!"

i stared at him my eyeballs burning into his. i have been working on that

look.

"uhm.. yeah..."

"fuck!"

"i can call one of the lads...relax..." he smirked; but that came right off his

face in no time

"I HAVE NO MORE MINUTES!" he squelled, and i bursting in laughter.

"wait, i can call B with my cell phone... that i left IN THE RESTURAUNT!

DAMN IT!"                

 "you look so cute when you're mad" harry's raspy voice whispered in my

ear "and think about it, we have more time for ourselvs....." he put his

hands around my waist, i was so red i am suprised i didin't blow up.      

i pulled away from his grip.      

 "can i ask you somenthing?" i whispered.

."anything love" he.just.called.me.love.AAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! i am digging

this guy already.                

"how are you guys just wandering around town without any secuirity

guards? i mean, what if a crowd of fans see you guys and attack you?" i

looked very concenerd even if we met a couple of ours ago, but this

question was just ticking me off... wait, DID I JUST SAY TICK ME OFF?!  

 these boys are "britishing" me by he minute.                               

"well, fans are always use to see us around these areas and we sort of

ran off.."

"YOU WHAT?!"

"shh baby, we were just bored in the villa.."

"don't call me baby"

"why? does it make you angry? you know i love that face" he chuckeled

.that cheecky bastard.

i ignored his ridiculos comment, having nothing to say, and got back to

the point: we were still lost.

we walk for another couple blocks as we spotted bea  and the other four.

"hoooray!" i shrieked.

*LIAM'S P.O.V.*

"were are they?" i whined

"liam, let the two have some fun, why are you so upset?" louis chirped

from right behind me, scaring the shit out of me.

"don't know, but if we don't come back with harry, paul is gonna kill us" i

lied, but it sounded really good.

"who's paul?" beatrice asked, concerened.

"one of our security guards..." i whispered, for no reason at all.

we saw two tall figures approching us, at a point i panicked because i

thought they were crazy fans,  but then i realized it was harry and sofia.

"hooooray!" she shrieked. she looked VERY happy to see us.

who knows, maybe somenthing went wrong? they got in a fight? well, i

hope so, so that way i get extra points with sofia.

i mean look at her, those perfect baby blue eyes, her choccolate  curlyhair

with blonde highlights, they way she smiled or blushed, man, i'm in love.

what, IN LOVE?! i don't even know her for three ours and i'm already

saying i ..LOVE HER?  let's just say crushing on her, yeah, that sound

better.

"what happened?" zayn spoke up, poking sofia with his elbow

"this idiot got us lost" she frowned,  adorably.

"harry, did you have your phone?" niall questioned him.

"yeah, but i finished my minutes.."

"harry , you have a satalite navigation sistem on your iphone!"  louis

shrieked.

*BEA'S  P.O.V*

sofia looked at harry, like one of those 'oh no u di-din't' looks.

we all burst into laughter, sofia was pissed, i never saw her so angry

before, and the look in her eyes terrified me.

i think she was planning to kill harry on the spot.

"YOU GOT ME  TERRIFIED WE WERE LOST, GOT ME FREAKING OUT,

AND,.... AND... YOU HAD A FUCKING GPS THE WHOLE TIME?!"

"come on, i forgot, i'm sorry baby..." he pouted, with a puppy face

"but... i....ughhh, i can't phisically be mad at you, i mean look at the that

face..."

"yayyyy" he yelled, trying to contain himself.

"guys, we have to go... me and sof have to work tomorrow.." i said, sadly

"come on, pleaseeeee" louis pouted, mocking harry.

"we can't, i'm sorry" sofia forced a simpathetic smile

"oh come on! harry does the puppydog face and he gets whatever he

wants, NO FAIR" louis sounded like a six year old who's parents refused

to buy him a lollypop at the candy store.

"harry, do the puppy face, come on! convince them!"

harry did his puppy-face look, but this time i wasn't gonna be so stupid.

"sorry pretty boy, maybe next time" i responded, before sofia would be

convinced.

"BYE GUYS!" we yelled from far away