Summer to Remember

Chapter Six

Half an hour of laughing and having a good time had passed and it suddenly hit me that I needed to apologize to my uncle. "I should go apologize to my uncle, I was being rude..." I said and Harry replied with "Yeah, Paul seemed upset".

I guess it would be normal for my uncle to be upset because I was his only niece and I had broken his heart on the first day of my summer. "I'll go do that now" I said before walking out of the kitchen. I walked out and remembered that I had no idea where I was going so I went back into the kitchen to ask Harry. "I have no clue where I'm going..." I said confused.

"You're in need of a tour guide I see..." he replied enthusiastically.

"Yes! That's exactly what I need!"

"You're in luck because I happen to be a professional tour guide" he said sarcastically and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay Mr. Tour Guide, care to show me where my uncle is?" I asked.

"Follow me please" he said grinning- my gosh, he had the most perfect teeth. I followed him through the hallway and we entered the living room. I spotted my uncle on the couch with a Macbook on his lap typing away. "I'm in my room, tell me if you need anything" Harry said before heading off.

The living room was beautiful, but then again that's what I said about every other room in this house. I walked over to my uncle and sat beside him on the couch. He didn't turn around and look at me, I remember when I was little and got in a fight with him he'd always give me the cold shoulder, that's exactly what he was doing now. "Uncle Paul, I'm so sorry... I was rude and I was not being the nicest niece a couple hours ago" I said hoping he'd accept my apology.

"Ella, your apology is accepted but just remember I do everything I do because I care about you" he admitted smiling. I hugged him and instantly felt happier and peaceful.

"Oh and Harry just told me about your breakup because he cares about you" uncle Paul said.

"Why would he care about me?" I asked curiously.

"Look's like someone has a crush on you!" my uncle said as he laughed and my cheeks turned a rosy color. We watched a UK tv show for about an hour and the doorbell rang.

"Can I get it?" I asked, "I really need to get used to living in this house". "Go ahead hun" he replied. I quickly ran through the hall and reached the front door, I was expecting the rest of the boys to show up but instead I found a teenage girl about my age on the doorstep.

"Hi!" the long brown haired girl said warmly.

"Hi.." I said trying to seem friendly.

"I'm Rebecca, a friend of Harry's" she explained and the smile on my face disappeared instantly.

"I'm Ella, Paul's niece" I said reaching out my hand to shake hers but instead she gave me a hug.

"Oooh! I heard a lot about you!" she said excitedly. I'll be honest, she was drop dead gorgeous, she had long brown hair curled into perfect loose waves, she was tall and had on the most perfect outfit. She was wearing a pastel colored dress with a pair of wedges and it looked like she had barely any makeup on, you could tell she was a natural beaut! She must be Harry's girlfriend or lover because she looks like a fricking model.

"Come in, sorry for making you wait outside" I said as she followed me inside.

"Hey Becca" I heard Harry say from behind me, I turned around to see him hug that disgustingly pretty girl. I already couldn't stand her perfect smile and how her big brown eyes sparkled under her perfectly curled eyelashes. I felt so awkard standing there, looking at the both of them smile into eachother's eyes. I smiled at the both of them and made my way back into the living room trying not to be awkard.

"Ella!" I heard Harry say from behind me, I turned around instantly to find Harry behind me. "Mind if we hang out with you?" he asked.

"Umm, I mean I'm not really doing anything interesting..." I mumbled.

"Okay, let's go to Starbucks together then" he insisted.

"Yeah come with us!" Rebecca agreed.

"Okay, just let me change quickly!" I said before running up the stairs. Great, now I was going to be stuck with the two love birds. I might have mentioned it before but I'll say it again -I have the worst luck ever!