Summer (A 1D Love Story)

Chapter 10

Chapter 10- Sophie’s POV

We run wildly around the shopping centre, racing after the boys and messing around in the shops. I think Zoe’s having a good time, too, and I can see that it’s taking her mind off things. I’m just glad she opened up to me about the Harry situation.

We’re in a Jack Wills when Louis’ cackling laugh echoes through the store. Niall has somehow managed to knock over a rack of hoodies while trying to hide behind it. The rest of the boys come spilling out of their various hiding places, grinning and doubling over with laughter. Liam breaks it up by picking up the rack and shouting “Sorry!” to the customers as we all run. The day is turning out to be wonderful and I end up with practically a whole new wardrobe. While Zoe and the rest of the boys are walking ahead, talking and laughing, Zayn steps beside me.

“Here, let me help.” He takes a few of my many shopping bags and smiles. I look into his intense brown eyes and blush.

“Thanks,” I say.

“What do you think of London so far?” he asks.

I think about this before answering, realizing that “We actually haven’t had a chance to see much of it yet. We are here all summer though, so...” I trail off.

“I’m actually from Bradford, but I’d love to show you around. Maybe we could go sightseeing tomorrow, if the weather holds up.” Zayn says nonchalantly. I glance over at him, walking beside me with my bags slung over his shoulder and one hand in his pocket.

“I’d like that.” I say, smiling as we make eye contact. Then Zayn reaches over and taps me on the shoulder.

“Tag. You’re it.” He runs ahead of me laughing and I bolt after him, ignoring people’s stares.

-Harry’s POV-

I know she’s been avoiding me all day. I haven’t once been able to meet her eyes or even acknowledge last night’s kiss. There are unresolved feelings I don’t understand, and maybe I never could. But I do know that I was her first and then I left.

In the car on the way back from the mall, I sit between Niall and Louis who are poking and jabbing at me, blabbering on about  something to do with American cheese. Liam and Zoe sing along to the radio, intermittently chatting about some childhood memory or another. And Zayn and Sophie seem to be hitting it off quite nicely. His arm is resting over her seat, and I chuckle. What a player. Sighing, I think, "I need a pint."

We arrive home, and I throw myself on top of the couch. I groan when someone jumps on top of me.

“Tired, Hazza?” I recognize Louis voice, even though my ears are muffled by a pillow he’s put on top of me. I mumble a yes. “It’s only 2 o’clock. We need to wake you up.” He realizes, getting off of me.

“And how do you plan to do that?”

“We’re going to the beach!” He exclaims. Everyone hears and nods their head, excited to cool off in the ocean breeze. I get up, and walk to my room to get change, shutting the door on the way in.

It’s relatively clean, besides the girls’ suitcases open on the floor. I undress myself, and shuffle to my bathroom to grab my sunglasses for the beach. I’m about to return when I hear the door open. My eyes widen. I hide behind the doorway and hear footsteps in the room. I slowly shift my body so I can get a peek at who it is. I hold my breath, and see Zoe grabbing a bathing suit. I quickly return to my position so my body is unseen from the main room. I sigh. How could I get out when I had no clothes on? I hear a door open and close again, so I take a peek outside of the bathroom. I see no one. Thank you, god. I stride back into my room, calmed. That’s when I hear a snort. Zoe and Sophie are doubled over in laughter in the corner of the room... bathing suits in their hands.

“Wah? Uhh...” I panic I run over to my bed, and grab a sheet. I am a deep red, but relieved they only saw my arse. The girls giggle and rush out of the room, leaving me to gather my stuff for the beach. And my pride.