the London Eye (a One Direction fanfic)

Chapter Seven

It's been a week since Harry and I went out to our cafe by ourselves and we have been joined at the hip ever since. We walked to every class we could together and we sat side by side at every meal. We even seemed to have our own separate conversations. Oh well. It's not like we minded. 

Today, Harry will be coming over so we can continue working on our music project together and I have no idea what to wear! I want to keep it simple and make it look like I didn't try, but in reality, I did. I settled for a crop t-shirt that said 'POW' on it like how it looks in comic books, some victoria's secret yoga shorts and my red hair tied up in a messy bun. Hopefully that'll do it.

I heard a knock at my door and I quickly spung up from my bed and rushed to answer it. Harry looked at amazing as always even though he looks like he put no effort into his plain white shirt and gray baggy sweatpants. And UGH, that green beanie! His curls were still out and messy making him look THAT much more attractive. 

"Hello. How are you this evening?" His accent. I don't think that's something I'll ever be able to get over!

"I'm fine. And you?"

"I am wonderful." He smirked and without any notice, he placed his big, long, hands on my shoulders and pushed me back into my room, closing the door behind him. "I know we already chose the song, but I just thought of this one this morning and I think we should do it instead." 

I giggled. He seemed so excited about this song. His eyes lit up and sparkled as he smiled so big that it showed off his beautiful dimples. "Alright Styles, shoot." 

He sat down on my bed and I sat down next to him sitting criss cross with my hands in my lap, leaning forward slightly as if he were about to tell me a secret. "I won't give up by Jason Mraz."

I have to admit, that was a great song. "Nice! I love it." His smile got wider and he rushed to my laptop and sat back down on my bed, leaning up against the head board. I joined him sitting right by his side with a notebook in my hand so I can write down everything we need. 

We sat there and listened to the song over and over, doing research here and there and just picking the song apart completely. We were about halfway done when we decided to take a break. We continued to sit in the same position we were in, but I guess throughout the project, we got closer and closer. Our sides were touching from our shoulders down to our feet. 

"I think we've done enough for today." Harry said as he was about to close the laptop.

"Wait! I want to show you something!" I yanked the laptop from him and opened up the Internet, typing youtube.com in the URL box.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked, leaning in a little closer to me so he can get a better view of the screen. 

"I'm showing you something. You'll love it, I promise!" He grew a confused look on his face as he stared at the screen, watching me type in what I wanted to show him. 

"Gangnam style? What's that?" 

"You'll see. I think you'll like it." I smirked, making him even more confused. He leaned in closer and watched the video. His face slowly turned from confused to amused as he watched the south korean music video. He chuckled. I could feel his hot breath on the side of my face as he continued to watch. Stay calm, Lucy. Stay calm. I took a deep breath and kept my eyes locked on the screen.

"Do you want to try it?" He asked me, his warm breath sending chills up my spine as he spoke right into my ear. 

"Try what? This? Nooo. I can't dance."

"Oh trust me, neither can I. Come on, just try it!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed. He restarted the video and turned the laptop towards us. As soon as the chorus came on, Harry and I tried to mimic the guy in the video. We probably looked like such idiots, but we set aside the fact that neither of us can dance and just went crazy. We were jumping all over my room and on my bed and occasionally running into each other, which only made us laugh even harder.