Chapter 1

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Harry’s POV

As I ran the stairs of my apartment, I could feel the excitement of going to America making my heart pump faster and faster. The only thing on my mind was the different things I could experience, the boys think it’s because I like girls with American accents (which I do) but I ‘m not interested in a relationship at the moment. “Oh Harry stop, you know that is exactly what you’re looking forward to.” is all I’ve been hearing all week. I have this weird gut feeling that something good is going to happen in America, but I don’t know what it is.

“Harry, stop daydreaming. The planes here come on!” I could hear the anxiousness in Niall’s voice. I remember when we told him that there are no Nando’s in America, he almost cried, but he’ll live.

Zayn looked over at me, “Are you okay Harry? You look, um, pale.” did I really, the nerves were showing in my face.

“No, I’m okay, just urm, nervous.” I said with hesitation

“Well come on, participate in this conversation! Liam keeps saying that American food is ‘unhealthy’.”

This was the funniest conversation ever, Niall was so engaged! I drifted off to sleep, when Liam got pissed off that he lost the argument. It felt like 1 minute hade passed by when Louis woke me up to get off the plane and grab his stuff. We were there!

*****

Once we got to the hotel, the hotel guide read off the list where we were going to stay.

“Zayn Malik: Room 115, Niall Tomlinson—“

“It’s Horan. My name is Niall Horan.” He said annoyed

“Sorry, Niall Horan: Room 117, Harry Styles: Room 119, Liam Payne: Room 121, Louis Hor—I mean Tomlinson: Room 123”

“Why are we separted every 2 rooms?” asked a curious Liam

“The other number is across the hall, each of your rooms are next to each other” she responded

Still not quite sure, but not wanting to look stupid I nodded my head. So we got to unpack and get settled, I put some sweats on and a white t-shirt, then I heard a knock on the door. It was a silly knock so I assumed it was Louis.

“Louis, your interr—, Oh Hello” It was a beautiful dark tanned girl, with long black hair down to her back, about my height but a little shorter.

“Um, hi, for the music video “Taken”, I’ll be the “girlfriend”. Management thought it would be good idea if we met.”

“Oh, well come in.”

“Thank you!” she took a seat on the end of the bed

“Sorry I didn’t catch your name.”

“Oh, it’s Alexandria Lopez, born and raised in America. But you can just call me Alex”

“Nice name, I’m Harry Styles, born and raised in England, but you can just call me Harry.” she laughed

“Sorry for coming in on you with no notice.”

“Wasn’t your fault, so, tell me a little about yourself.”

She explained everything to me as I just listened, it was so weird because I’ve never actually listened to a girl like I did today. I don’t know what it was but she is mesmerizing, I can’t help but look. I walked her out of the hotel, I could see the boys looking at me.

“I never got time to tell you about me.”

“Haha, sorry for that”

“How about lunch tomorrow at a choice of your pick?”

I handed her my number, and went back inside my room. What was I thinking; I have never, ever, just handed out my number like? Before I could answer, there was that silly knock again, but this time I was positive that it was the boys. As I opened the door, they came in just ranting about nonsense.

“Harry, I saw the way you looked at her! You like her, and I don’t mean ‘Oh she’s nice’ no I mean ‘I want to date her’ kind of look.” Niall had finally said

“I just met her, that’s impossible! That can’t happen!”

“It doesn’t matter Harry, this time you are going to fall. Hard.” Louis said with no hesitation

“Can we talk about something else?!”

“Fine, the girl that I talked to was cool! She doesn’t like carrots thought, so we might have a situation.” Louis said

Zayn added, “Claire looked like she didn’t eat at all. But she is a nice person, great fit.”

*****

The boys left and I was tired, but maybe Niall was right maybe I do like her. If I do I can’t risk us dating, I love my fans but they sometimes attack any girl we even talk to. Maybe I don’t even like her, I was looking at her funny, I don’t know I’m confused. Still on the same subject I drifted off to sleep.

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