All we see is sky for forever
We let the world pass by for forever
Feels like we could go on for forever this way***
It was Monday, and we decided that we didn't want to actually do anything for the weekend, plus London is really busy with tourists at the weekend and I don't think Gemma fancied getting mobbed by teenage girls again.
It was still crazy that people recognized her even though she is just Harry's sister but I guess that was what the 'fandom' was all about.
Gemma had been teaching me some words that people used as I was curious and I now am a proud 'directioner'. Even though the only songs I've heard from them have been on the radio and 1/5 of them were a bit of a jerk but the word sounded cool.
I also found out about 'Fanfiction' which was definitely an interesting concept, although I'm not sure how I would feel about people writing stories about my life. I tried to ask Harry about it but he just grunted and walked off as he had been doing for the majority of the weekend. Although I did find it very entertaining.
So that's what Sunday mostly consisted of as well as movies and lots of junk food. I seriously need to get back into the gym once I'm back home because I've probably put on 1000lbs since being here.
We decide to have an early night as the past week has been pretty crazy, and I don't think Gemma has fully recovered from Friday yet as she hasn't had one drop of wine since and that's definitely not like her. Not that I was complaining, the past week had been nothing but an emotional rollercoaster so sleep was definitely welcomed.
I was brushing my teeth, my mind was finally blank due to the excessive overthinking and I zone out just looking at myself through the mirror when I hear a small vibration through the walls. I thought I was just imagining things but as I walk out of the bathroom door I hear a faint voice through the walls.
I really shouldn't be surprised to hear Harry, the famous singer singing but I can't help it as I tipi-toe closer to his door trying to listen as much as I can. I lean closer until my ear hits the door but before I can hear anything the door swings open and Harry is stood there with nothing but joggers on and I fall into his firm chest.
Oopsie
"I wasn't eavesdropping," I say in a high-pitched voice as he pushes me off him quickly.
"Sure, you weren't." He hoarsely whispers before coughing quietly.
Someone didn't warm their voice up before practicing.
Before he can reply I start to back away to go into my room, as I get to reaching distance of the door handle I spin round speed-walking as quick as possible before I am stopped abruptly.
"Next time you try to spy on someone, make sure they can't see the shadow of your feet under the door." He grates before slamming the door shut
I shook my head party in embarrassment and partly in bewilderment. I bet I look like a right stalker now, standing outside of his room like a fan clawing to get in. I try to shake the thought out of my head like a bad memory as I crawl into bed and wait for sleep to overcome my exhausted body.
***
The next morning we decided to go food shopping before going to see The Shard, well Gemma decided we had to go food shopping or we wouldn't have anything to eat and that kind of made the decision for me. She couldn't stop going on about the views from The Shard and how it's the best place to look over London and how advanced it looked against the old buildings beside it.

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