Chapter 3

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-What?-I said.
-Hey, don't be scared.-he smiled.-It's me. We met yesterday. Remember?
-Aww, yeah. I remember.-I answered him.
He sat next to me. So we can talk now.
-What's your name?-he asked.
-I'm Anastasie. But you can call me Stasie.-I said.
-Are you french?-he asked with a cheshire smile.
-My grandmother.-I answered
-Um, great!- he yelled at me.
-So, whats your name?-I probably asked him.
-I'm Harry. Harry Edward Styles...
-Ok, then I'm Anastasie Jane Bloodworth...-I laughed so much.-And I hate my surname...
-Em, I like your surname...-he said it nervious.-I like blood...
-Wow, nice personality.-I looked down.
The entire flight we talked. About all. About my family, his family, he said that he is from Cheshire...Okay, so I know because of what he has this nice and beautiful cheshire cat smile...
-Oh, I forgot to ask you, how old are you?-he asked me when we get out from the plane.
-Em, I'm 18, but I will be 19 next week.-I yelled at him and smiled.-What about you?
-I'm 22. Not so much older than you.-he said it laughish😊
After our little coversation. We went to take our luggage. I toke my bags. Harry toke his bags too. On leaving the airport, I started to think where I'll stop for the night.
- Near my house there is a wonderful hotel.- He said suddenly. Stop...What? He reads my thoughts.
-Did I said it loudly?-I asked nervous.
-Em, no. But I've heard it.- I could notice the nervousness of his words.
-Alright. Can you show me that hotel?-I asked.
-Of course. If you want, you can stay with me.- He winked.
-No, thank you.-I rolled my eyes.
- Give me your number and if you're free tomorrow. We take a walk?-he asked.
-Okay Harry. With joy.-I smiled and I saw the smile on his lips. I think that he is beautiful...
When we got to the hotel, we said goodbye. I feel tomorrow will be a tough day...

Hey, It's me. Sorry for small chapters I just dont have a lot of time to write. But I'll write biggests chapters. I promise😊 Don't forget to☆ and write a comment...

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