Chapter 10

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**RIYAS POV**

Things were fantastic as soon as Harry came back. I didn’t realize how much I would really miss him until he actually got back home.

We all sat down and had tea before we had to send Simran off. We all gave her hugs and exchanged numbers and I knew I'd miss her. She was so bubbly and so out there. She was so fun to be near.

“So how bout I be your tour guide for today, love?" Zayn asked Reyna who were both completely lost in love land.

It was so cute how close they were. As soon as Zayn got home, he never once actually left her side. They were practically glued together.

“I'd love that." Reyna said, smiling into his eyes.

“Yeah Harry. Lets go into town. I want to really see London." I urged him, tugging on his sleeve.

“Sure. Lets go now though so we can get a good lunch. I’m starving." He said. He was just so cute. I couldn't even handle it.

We stopped at a small shop on the way downtown though. It was still early. We had a little time to kill before lunch. So the boys bought two cameras to give to us at the end of the day and a couple small snacks.

We took our first picture all together in front of the store and Harry probably took about 20 pictures of us while we were on the way to eat. We stopped at a small little Italian place which I was very happy about. I loved Italian. We both eventually broke off into separate conversations and Harry asked, “Did you miss me?" Harry asked, his gorgeous eyes were practically melting me. My heart went racing.

“Yes Harry. You left me with no other purpose."

“I tend to have that effect on the ladies." He raised his eyebrows and all I could really do was laugh at him. “So how were things back home?" He asked, running his hands through his perfect brown curls.

“They were fine. Simran took us out yesterday for mani pedis. We had a good time. What about you?"

“It was incredible. We usually answer twitter questions on stage but a majority of them had to do with you and Reyna."

“Well, dont I feel special. Yeah, my twitter has been blowing up."

“Are people nice to you?" Harry asked with a joking smile but serious eyes.

“I really haven't read them yet." I shrugged.

“We'll read them when we get home."

We finished up and we began to walk. Ignoring the cameras an just enjoying each others company.

**HARRYS POV**

I couldn't help but simply stare at her when her hair was blowing in the wind. After walking about half a kilometer, we sat down at a bench and fed the birds.

“I’m happy I met you, Riya." I told her sincerely. I really was and in all honesty all I wanted to do was just kiss her. I was aching to just kiss her. Considering that I haven't done it yet.

“Im happy too, Harry." She said, smiling. I leaned in so her chest was against mine and her face wasn't even an inch away.

“Wow. That’s fast." I said in false shock.

“What’s fast?" She whispered back.

“Your heart beat." I smiled wide at her.

“Wait..did you feel that too?" She asked.

“Feel what?"

“It’s practically skipping beats."

And thats when I took her face into my hands and gave her my first kiss.

And it was one of the first times I felt home.

**ZAYNS POV**

We went out to see the big eye and big ben and we walked near lakes and we were having an amazing time. We walked into a keepsake shop and while strolling around, Reyna started laughing at something. I walked over to see what it was. But when I saw it, I began laughing too.

It was an I Love One Direction necklace. It was large and tacky and I didn’t even know they made those. So, I bought it for her.

“You'll remember this moment whenever you see it." I explained to her. She smiled and pressed her lips against mine momentarily before she let me pay for it.  

London was beginning to chill up as well. After an hour it even began to snow. I took advantage of my new venue for the pictures I began to take. She was so beautiful though. Even with her cheeks stained red from the cold.

It was just everything about her.

**RIYAS POV**

We got to Harry’s flat that night after dark and the first thing we did was open up twitter. There were cute comments and mentions and I got about a couple hundred thousand more followers. Which was great and all but while there was tons of support, there was more hate. Some of it I could laugh off but a couple of the comments actually stung a little.

“Why would they say that? What have I done?" I asked Harry. He looked at me, reading the comments that I read.

“Well. Im Harry Styles. Im a big prize. So I tend to make girls a bit jealous." He joked but when he noticed that I wasn't smiling back, he sighed and sat down next to me.

“I wanted to be a person that doesn't care what people thinks too..But the point is, you shouldn't be upset over people who don’t know you like I do. Because I know that you are the most beautiful, wonderful, magnificent girl I've ever known. And don’t let them tell you any different."  

He pressed his lips against mine softly before I even had the chance to smile or blush.

“You know, Harry Styles? You are a big prize. And I’m so glad I've won it."

**REYNAS POV**

We resumed our spot on the couch after settling down. I was in his clothes again and I was all wrapped up in his warm arms. And I had never felt more safe. Things had just been surreal. And there was no other place I wanted to be.

“Did you enjoy London?" Zayn asked while we looked at the pictures we took.

“It was amazing. Im glad I got to see it with you." I admitted.

“It was all my pleasure, darling." He smiled widely. I put my arm over my face for a moment and then realized something.

“I didn’t wear makeup today." I usually always wore makeup. Everyday. I never forgot. I guess I was just so caught up in my emotions to care.

“And..?" He asked as if I were being crazy.

“I won’t forget again."

“You look ten times more beautiful without it. Because when I touch or kiss your cheek, I want to kiss your face. Not the makeup on top of it." He told me before pressing a kiss to my cheek.

It was surprising to me how he could still make my heart pound like that. But I kept my cool and sarcastically replied,

“Smooth, Malik."

“I'm so serious." He urged. I scoffed in response and he threw his leg around me, locking me to him, while I laughed. “But it doesn't matter. As long as I have you forever."

“Forever." I vowed.

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