chapter 4

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We are walking down the street. I can't think about anything else except him. And when I say him, I mean Harry.

"So, why are you here? I mean in London..."

"I'm here with school. You know,trip for five days..."

"Oohh that's good. Can I ask you something or I'll be indiscreet?"

"Ask. Whatever you want!"

"How old are you?"

"You were afraid of asking me this? That's easy. How old do you think I am?" Am I flirting? Now I'm not. You don't know how to flirt Aria,remember?

"Ehh...sixteen?"

"You are near..."

"Seventeen?"

"Okay...no I'm not seventeen for sure! Actually I'm younger..."

"I like it. It's rare nowadays."

"What is rare?"

"You. The way your chicks are blushing, every time you are ashamed. They are getting red. Not like a rose. Like a fire."

"Oohh...thanks. I'm fifteen."

"You're young. You have to be careful. Don't go again on a date with someone you don't know. Not even if this someone is me." Did I hear well? On a date?

"Okay...but for me you are not a stranger. I'm a directioner. I'm not like everyone else. No way! I don't know your favourite book, food, colour... The only thing I know is that when I'm not well, I can hear you singing or watch a video of you doing silly things. I'll be fine after these."

"I'm happy,cause while I'm learning you, you are learning me, too."

He smiled me. He opened the door of the café and we entered. What a gentleman! We were talking for hours. At 20:00 p.m. we started walking again. I had told him everything about my life. A few hours ago, we were strangers. Now we are friends. We walk to my hotel. When the time to separate comes,we can't believe it.

"Will you call me after your dinner?"

"I don't know... You want me to call you?" Yep...now I'm getting crazy!

"I do want it. Will you? Please?" What the hell? He is kind of,begging me to call him?

"I will call. So...bye for now. We're going to talk later..."

He hugs me and kisses me on my chicks.

"Bye. I'll miss you."

"I'll miss you, too. Bye."

I entered the hotel. Before I go upstairs to my room,I looked back. He is still there,staring at me. He wave me. I smile.

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