I packed my bags that afternoon. It’s Sunday and I want to be in Paris by tomorrow. I hugged all of the boys bye, after explaining that I was on vacation. Harry’s hug was weird. It was as if he didn’t want to let go. I gave Niall a kiss and he walked me to the hall and onto the elevator. He hugged me from behind. “What are you doing?” I asked. “Protecting you from the elevator bugs!” he said cheekily. I laughed.
“I’m going to miss you!” he said. “I’ll miss you too my little leprechaun!” I replied and hugged him a final goodbye as I got into my cab. I looked up at him and smiled, and waved goodbye. He waved as we drove away.
Harry’s POV:
I hurried packing my bags. “What are you doing?!” Zayn said. “I’m going to Paris. I’ve got to tell Annie how I feel. You have to cover for me, okay? Do not let Niall find out where I’m going or what I’m doing!” I told him. “Okay, but be careful. Especially with Annie. You know how paranoid Niall gets.”
We walked back out of my room and over to where the rest of the guys were. Niall was on the roof, so I had time to get out of here. I had no idea what Zayn was going to tell the guys, but it better be convincing.
When I got to the airport, I got my ticket and waited to board. I noticed Annie sitting on the other side of the door, so I put a beanie and some sun glasses on. I wasn’t going to let her know I was following her, not yet.
We boarded and she was sitting right in front of me. I noticed her get out a piece of paper and a pen. She was planning her trip. I peeked through the crack of the seat to see what she was writing, and then I typed it on my phone. I saw the name of her hotel, and that the first thing she was going to do was go to the Eiffel tower. I am going to stay at the same hotel, and meet her at the tower. Then I would tell her how I feel.
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I went into the hotel after the flight, and while she checked in I sat at a bench in the lobby, close enough to hear where her room was. I was determined got get the room right beside hers. She thanked the man at the desk and went up in the elevator. I went up to the guy and asked for the room next to hers.
“You know her?” he asked, handing me the room key. “Yes sir, better than anybody else.” I said. He smiled and I thanked him, walking over to the elevator. It was about 6 o’clock, and I went to my room, threw my luggage down, and left to head for the tower. I was hoping she’d already left to go there.
I walked up the stairs once I got there, and I stopped when somebody said my name. “Harry? What are you doing here?” it was Annie. My stomach dropped at what felt like all of the way back to the ground. “I um, I need to talk to you” I said, taking her hand and leading her over to one of the tables.
“What’s going on? Are the rest of the guys here?” she asked. “No, I’m the only one that came. I followed you here. I have to tell you something.” I tried to calm her down. “I think I know what you are going to say.” She said. “I overheard you talking to Zayn the other day…” “Oh, that’s why I came. To tell you that I have developed some um, strong feelings for you. I don’t want this to affect Niall though. He is a special guy, and I don’t want to hurt him. I had to tell you, Annie.” I explained to her. She just stared at me with a blank expression on her face. I stood up, and started to walk away.
“Wait!” she ran in front of me, and kissed me. “Did you feel anything?” she asked, pulling away. “Not really.” I answered her. “Me either. It’s settled. Neither of us feel anything, therefore, we remain best friends.” She said, holding out her hand palm up. I grabbed it and smiled at her.
Annie’s POV:
“So where are you staying?” I asked.
“The room next to yours” he answered.
“You really did stalk me the whole way here, didn’t you?” I said, lightly punching him in the arm. He just laughed.
We a few more days in London and decided to head home.
On the plane, Harry and I sat beside each other. “Annie?” “Yeah?” “You really love Niall don’t you?” he asked. “Of course I do. But I need help with something… How do I show him that I do?” I asked, giving him an unsure look. If anybody could answer that question, it would be him.
“He loves you for who you are, and you don’t have to do anything special. You are all he talks about anymore. You are very special to him.” He said, looking deep into my eyes. “Really?” I asked, smiling at him. “Yes” he answered. And with that, I realized something; I have the best boyfriend anybody could ask for, and I need to start appreciating it.
We got off of the plane, and the first person I saw was Niall. I dropped my bags and ran over to him, jumping into his arms. “Niall, I love you so much!” I said. “I love you too!” he said. “Nothing will ever come between us! Ever!” I promised him. He chuckled.
Harry walked over to us. “You dropped something.” He said, handing me my duffle bag. “Harry? What are you doing here?” Niall asked. I had completely forgotten that Niall didn’t know about Harry coming to Paris. This was going to take a lot of explaining.
