Back On Stage [Harry Styles]

French Kisses

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CHAPTER SEVEN: FRENCH KISSES

From Singapore to Paris, it takes 13 hours with the plane. After four hours of sleeping against Harry's shoulder and spending five hours watching multiple shows and movies, I was bored. Harry was on his laptop doing whatever and I stared at the ceiling. Louis and Liam were watching a talent show, Niall was sleeping and Zayn was on Skype with someone. I sighed as I remembered I couldn't leave this plane for another four hours. 

''Are you alright, babe?'' Harry asked, looking up from his laptop. I tilted my head towards him and sighed again.

''I'm just done with travelling. It's such a long flight.'' I whined. He chuckled. ''What are you doing?'' I asked, curiously. He turned his laptop a bit more towards me, so I could see the screen. I moved more towards him so I could see it better. 

I saw he was on Twitter, answering questions to fans. I laughed at some silly comments and he let me choose the questions he should answer. There were so many different questions, questions about his favourite Mexican dish or about his experiences in America. Every question was different and that was really cool. 

After answering a lot of questions, Harry said goodbye to the fans and logged off Twitter. He looked at me and smiled. He leaned forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I blushed slightly before giving him a kiss back on his cheek. 

''You two are adorable.'' Harry and I turned around to see one of Harry's managers. I blushed even more and I looked away. Harry laughed and pulled me against his chest. His hands were around my waist and I could sit like this forever.

Only I really needed to go to the restroom. So I shrugged away from Harry, who was talking to his manager as I excused myself and walked towards the restroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and cleaned my face with water. My cheeks were starting to become less red, which was nice. It was really warm on the plane, or maybe it was because Harry made me blush quite often.

After spending a few minutes in the restroom, I headed back to Harry. His manager had already left and once he saw me, he smiled. I sat down next to him and he reached for my hand, holding it.

 "While you were asleep, I read a few chapters of Nina's book." He told me. "It's actually quite good." I smiled. I didn't think he would actually read it.

"So I was wondering while you were asleep." Harry continued. "Can I maybe visit Nina with you? Only if you want to, of course."

"Yes, I'd like that. A lot, to be honest." Once again he kissed me on the cheek and I squeezed his hand.

"If you could visit and do anything in Paris, what would you do?" He asked me.

"I would actually like to explore the city. Go through those narrow streets and eventually find a beautiful quiet park, or a local restaurant with only french people. I want to see things that most people won't." He nodded. "What about you?"

"I don't know yet. I like your idea, exploring the city. Have you done it before?"

"Yes, I do it quite often. Once when I was in Dublin, I ended up in a local pub where they served the most delicious dishes in the whole city. They were quite surprised when I, a tourist, popped in and asked for their menu. Usually they know every person who enters their pub, so seeing a new face was surprising. I ended up staying in touch with the owner's daughter, Quinn. It was a great experience.'' I can still remember the day I first entered the pub. I got along with everyone right away and I had a blast. It was actually one of my favourite vacations. 

''You're so different than the average girl.'' He told me. I frowned, slightly confused. ''Most girls would tell me they would want to visit the Champs-Élysées and shop till they drop, or they want to visit the Eiffel tower and kiss underneath the sunset. It's quite exciting to be with a girl who wants to do all these different things and make me experience new things. You surprise me every single time.''