Happily Ever After

Chapter 4

Author's Note:

Aha. I love doing these authour's notes thingies but right now, I don't really know what to talk about. Anyways, ON WITH THE STORY!

KAIRRA'S POV 

 A walk around London sounds fun. Very fun but also tiring but, when you're walking with a British stud, it doesn't sound that bad but also, you can't look like an idiot either and therefore, you would have to dress nicely but comfortably. I finally decided upon a plain white t-shirt, ripped demin jeans and my old Toms that I don't see anyone ever wearing anymore. I pulled on a plaid button down and tied my hair into a bun. I slipped my phone into my pocket and walked out my room. I almost forgot my camera. London as Harry said was a beautiful city so why not take pro pictures? 

I hung it around my neck. "Alright. I'm leaving!" I had already told Cat and Ellie about Harry Styles last night and they were more excited for me than I was for myself.

"Be home before eleven." Cat said. "And don't go over to his house." 

I rolled my eyes. "Anything else mom?" 

She nodded. "Don't do anything stupid."

Ellie walked up to her and said quietly but enough for me to hear, "she kinda will so..."

I laughed along with my two best friends. "Hey." I unlocked the door. "You know I'll try to be good right? I love you guys bye." I walked out and down the 6 flights of stairs. 

My thoughts started going crazy. "What if he isn't waiting there? What if he isn't really Harry Styles?" What if? What it? What if? Was all I could hear. "But what if it really is Harry? What if he really was waiting there? I wouldn't know if I didn't try." 

I took a deep breath before stepping into the lobby and there he was. His hair still had that bird nest thing going on and it made me wanna melt. Or was it just hot? Or was he hot? Argh! Shut up brain!

He turned around before I reached him and his face broke into a grin flashing his dimples. "Hey. Are you ready to see the most beautiful city in the world?"

I thought for a moment. "So you're taking me to France?" I joked.

He chuckled. "Love, I would but I didn't get any plane tickets."

I laughed as we walked outside. It was a beautiful day. The weather in London was just about as unexpected as the weather in Toronto. Some days were hot and sunny, like today and others were chilly and cloudy like yesterday. 

"I see you brought your camera there." Harry said. "Oh by the way, mystery girl." He raised an eyebrow at me. "I didn't quite get your name." 

I smiled up at him. "Kairra. Kairra Hastings."

"So do people call you Kai?" He asked. "Kai?" 

I laughed a little then nodded. "And do people call you Hazza?"

He looked at me a little surprised but grinned. "It's been a while. A long while actually since someone called me that. So I'm guessing you've heard of One Direction?" 

We stopped at a cross walk and I took the opportunity of a sign and the traffic lights and the cars and the lamp post. "I have. And they were my favorite band a long time ago."

"Really?" He grinned and put a hand behind my back guiding me in front of him to cross the road. "Who was your favorite?"

"Niall." I answered right away. "He was so adorable. But then, I ended up getting really crazy for all of you and I couldn't decide."