Crooked Hearts

5. Do You Remember

'Push, push, push, rewind, go, go back in time. When we kids drinking bottles of wine. Take, take, take me back, I wanna go back. Back to what we had....'

Chile, Argentina, Brazil.

I'm absolutely exhausted. And now's not a bad time to relax by the poolside. We're in Rio Di Janeiro, Brazil and it is absolutely beautiful. The boys and I sit by the poolside, enjoying the sun. I'm drinking from an actual green coconut.

"Coconut juice actually tastes really amazing." I say, as I take another sip. "I thought coconuts were brown and hairy though."

Paddy rolls his eyes at me and Niall shoves me a little, "It's obviously a different variety, dumbass." He says, laughing.

"Brazilians are hot." I say, my eyes scanning the crown of lovely, sexy, Brazilian ladies by the pool.

Niall scoffs, "You think all women are hot." He shoves me again.

"That is untrue." I say, shoving him back.

I hear all sorts of languages around me, 99% of what I'm hearing is Portuguese though.

Liam runs up to where we're seated and holds his phone up in the air. "I just took a selfie of me and Jesus." He announces.

Niall and I laugh. "It's actually a really big sculpture." He says, "Imagine how long it took to make that."

Fans are screaming below, and there are also lots of fans taking pictures of us right here. I don't mind them, the pictures. Though it makes me feel like a deer on hunting season from time to time.

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"Thank you Rio!" I scream into the mic, making the crowd go wild.

"You were incredible!" Liam shouts.

I can't wait to get offstage. Tonight, the boys and I are allowed to roam around Rio for a bit, and I'm excited to go look around. I'm not sure which is prettier, Rio or Machu Picchu, both places are amazing, I guess.

"We'll see you all soon!" Niall says.

Offstage, the boys and I are met by our security team, who will escort us out into the city. I still find it mad that we need police escorts and security to come with us to places. Because as far as I'm concerned, I am still a regular guy who happens to have a irregular job. I've gotten quite used to having security everywhere, after all they are just doing their job.

"You think we'll get mobbed?" Niall asks in the car.

"That depends on if we're spotted." Liam says.

"Which we will." Zayn says quietly. I'm kind of surprised by the bitterness in his tone. The fans are amazing but sometimes they have no idea when to leave us be. They'll stand outside our hotel room screaming and we can't sleep. I understand why they do this, I mean, we are their idols after all. And I would probably do the same thing if I was in their place, but from time to time they get a little bit too crazy to the point where we can't even sleep or tour around.

The car drops us off near the beach, there are tourists everywhere.

"God, Rio is beautiful." Louis says, staring at the beach.

"I second that mate." Niall says throwing his arm around Louis' shoulder.

"Not as beautiful as Machu Picchu, though." Liam comments.

"C'mon lads, let's get closer to the beach."

The boys and I stand in the sandy beach, staring at the sunset. We are in a somewhat deserted part of the beach. There are still quite a number of people here, but not as many. As much as I want to explore the city, Security won't let us.

"Beautiful but scary." Zayn says. We laugh, Zayn has always been afraid of the ocean.

"You pussy!" Louis says.

"I don't like the ocean, mate. I can't swim." Zayn says.

"Let's throw Zayn in." Niall says with a mischievous grin.

I grin and say, "Zayn if we throw you in, will you survive?"

"Hell no."

"Alright lads, let's throw Zayn!" Louis says, grabbing Zayn's arm. "Help me carry him!"

I grab Zayn's leg, and Niall grabs the other. Liam grabs Zayn's arms and we try to haul him into the water. We fail.

"Hot damn, mate. Does Perrie know how much you weigh?" Louis says stretching out his arm. "I think you sprained my shoulder."

Zayn throws sand at Louis with a laugh, "Serves you right you mad bastard!"

"Perrie is going to ditch you when she finds out how much you weigh." Niall laughs.

I feel thirsty, from all the laughing, and trying to haul Zayn's ass around. "Where can I get water?" I ask.

"I suppose you could buy from there." Niall says, pointing at a convenience store a little further up the beach.

I go up to the convenience store and pick out a big bottle of water. I lay the bottle on the counter along with a couple of bills. The lady behind the counter says something in Portuguese.

"Um.... I don't speak Portuguese." I say.

"She asked you if that would be all." A voice behind me says. That voice sounds very familiar....

I turn around to see a pretty Brazilian girl smiling at me. She's sun-tanned and short. Her hair is done up into a long dark ponytail. She's wearing a tight tank top with even tighter shorts. There are tattoos on her arms.

"Can you tell her that that'll be all?"

She nods and says something in Portuguese to the lady. The lady behind the counter says something back and they have a short conversation before the lady takes the bills and hands me my change along with the bottled water.

I can't stop staring at this girl. Her features are so familiar, her eyes so beautifully blue. I watch as she lays a pack of Marlboro Lights down on the counter.

My phone buzzes with a text from Niall.

Harry, can you get me a pack of chips? I feeling quite hungry .And hurry up!

I roll my eyes and go to the chip rack and grab a big bag of Cheetos. I lay that on the counter too.

"I thought you said the bottled water would be all." The girl says, cocking an eyebrow at me with a sly grin.

"Apparently not." I say, grinning back.

I lay more bills on the counter and the lady behind the counter bags it up for me.

"I'll see ya around." The girl says, as she exits the store.

I go out of the store and make my way back towards the beach. I could've sworn I knew that girl.

A voice calls my name.

"Harry?" that voice says.

Oh God. No. It can't be.

I turn around.

The girl from the store looks right at me. She's wearing a shy smile, a cigarette dangles from the corner of her mouth. It is her. There's no mistaking it.

"Aria."

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