Courtney Semple, a simple white YouTube girl from America is on vacation in London, England. While she is there she is looking for Harry. When she sees Harry was at the Big Ben an hour ago she ran towards it and bumped into a creepy old man what mad...
Right now Harry and I are sitting at a small table in the café. I still can't believe he is just sitting here, in front of me. Only because he stood on my face. It's weird how things work sometimes. The waitress comes back with our coffee and places it in front of us. We thank her and she walks away. "So," Harry says. I look at him, "what?" "Do you live here? You don't sound British." "That's true. I live in America, Texas to be exact. I used to live in Florida but moved to Texas to be closer to my friends." He nods, "that's cool. Why are you here? Just a vacation?" I nod, "yeah. I've always wanted to go here."
"Cool," he takes a sip of his coffee. I look at him, not knowing what to say. I've wanted to tell him so much stuff before, but now I just can't. I lost all my words. "What?" Harry asks, noticing me staring at him. My face turns bright red. "Do you-" I say, "do you know about the chicken?" I facepalm myself. Why did I say this? Why? I seriously have no idea...
"The chicken?" Harry asks with a laugh. "It's like a chicken sitting at a dining table. It's the best fucking thing ever." He laughs again, "nope. I don't know it." I grab my phone and look for the chicken. "This is it," I say and I show him the chicken.
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He laughs when I show you the picture. "It's the best thing ever right?" I ask. "It really is," he says. I smile. "How'd you get that picture." "Oh.. Uh... That's a story." "Tell me." "Errr..." "You don't have to though." I smile sheepishly.
"Anyways, do you like London?" He asks after a while. "It's awesome." "That's good. Do you have plans tomorrow?" "I'm going to do things with my friend." "I can guide you two around," he gives me a wink. I turn bright red again. "I- We- That- That would be great." I suddenly forgot how to talk. He smiles, "great. What's your number?"
Oh my god THE Harry Styles wants my number. I am shooked. What the fuck is up Kyle. I literally can't even- I want to scream and cry at the same time. I am literally shaking. I pick myself together and give him my number. He smiles again. I can die for those smiles. I am dying so hard. I HAVE TO TEXT CAYLA!
You: CAYLA! OH MY GOD! I AM WITH HARRY STYLES RIGHT NOW AND I GAVE HIM MY NUMBER
Cayla: Courtney... Are you drunk again?
You: No! I am for real!
Cayla: Hmm sure
You: YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE ME! I AM NOT KIDDING! I AM LITERALLY SHAKING! OMG!
Cayla: Sure honey... I am going right now ok? Stay safe!
I put my phone away and just look at Harry. Who is also playing with his phone. I don't know what to say right now... What do I need to say? I sigh softly.
- - - Part 2 bitches! I am freaking excited for Courtney to read this on camera though haha! Love you'll x BTW sorry if there are mistakes. English isn't my native language :3
